At least They're Happy

Chapter 8

*niall's pov*

Why did every guy who met Maddie have to like her? She was practically harry's girlfriend until he pushed her out of his life but even when they were eye raping each other every second the guys stared at her. It was quite unfortunate for her to be honest, all she ever really wanted was harry but i think part of the reason he threw her out was because men kept checking her out. I was really pissed off with harry and his stupid little man feelings. Why couldn't he just cherish her like i would? He doesn't think about her before he goes to sleep. He doesn't try to text her every day even though she never answers. He doesn't protect her like a brother. And she doesn't see that i would be so much better for her than he is. I would be the perfect boyfriend she never had. I would make her forget all about harry, but most importantly, i could teach her to love again. But i am too cute. At least that's what the girls say is the reason they reject me. I am too young looking and i don't have that bad boy demeanour. Well Harry can shove his curls up his ass and take his bad boy image with them. Because he hurt my Maddie, and i know that she'll have the strength to turn away from him if i am by her side. But i knew that would never happen. She would never tell harry we were dating even if that day came. She would still be clinging onto the hope that he would take her back. That asshole. He doesn't deserve love. I watched Maddie cry for days over him and its time i faced my fear. As if on cue, my phone flashed and i saw her name on the screen

From: Maddie <3

Heyya sorry i didn't reply to any of your texts i've been really busy. Anyway, meet me at that old ballet studio? I have something to tell you ;)

I immediately replied saying i would be there in less than five minutes and started jogging to the abandoned building. Why she wanted me here i didn't know, but i refused ponder the question for too long. I was going to see the girl i loved. Nothing else mattered.

*maddie's pov*

'Oh hello, i thought you would never turn up, what a pleasant surprise. I have everything ready so i'm just going to gag you and we'll get you settled in real nice.' A voice said in my ear. I didn't understand. Where was hanna? What was happening? But before i could voice any of these questions a ball gag was placed in my mouth.

'Oh, if you're wondering where hanna is, she ran away this morning. That means you'll be getting her punishment, slut.' She spat on me a little while speaking, and i fidgeted, not wanting to be held like this.

'Dont move, and i'll tell you what is important right now. Firstly, it wasn't Lauren you saw kissing harry that night, it was me. Second he hated it. But when he sees you dying he'll think twice before putting up a fight against me.' After she said these words, her fingers started to chase up all my hair. Once she had it in her grasp she pulled mr by it to a railing attached to a wall of the studio. She tied my hair in a knot through the mesh and secured my hands and feet together with rope. Now she had me not only uncomfortable but at her will. I was also facing a large array of torture weapons, and even larger array of guns. Shit. Clare saw me eyeing up her display and laughed.

'What should i use first then? Maybe something easy..' And she pulled a bullwhip from a rack. Oh shit. Oh shit. Shitty shitty shit. No. Shit. That was all i was thinking as she strode towards me.

'Dont worry, its only the first lashes that really hurt. Then you'll most likely black out.' She cackled again and i felt a sharp pain across my stomach. The pain was agonising and what made it worse was the ball gag blocking my screams. Clare was serious as she walked towards me and surveyed the damage she had done. She looked almost scared but it must have been a trick of the light because a second later i heard a crack just below my thigh. Funny, i couldn't feel any pain, but i heard someone say once that the worst wounds don't hurt at first. And then there was the pain. My legs felt like they were on fire. The burning sensation travelled up my body and overwhelmed me so much that i almost didn't feel the next slash. Almost. This pain seemed bearable compared to the fire rushing through me and i had just enough time to register where the whip hit before my sight dimmed and my world went black.

I woke up to see an agonised face looking down at me. Her hair fell down over her face and in this state she looked almost angelic. Almost innocent. But that was all gone when she saw me wake up.

'Oh you woke up. I didn't want you to miss all the fun.' She sneered.

'Maybe i'll use a taser on you now, get you close to fainting again.' I gulped around the gag and looked down at myself. There were four rips in my clothes. One on my chest, not that deep and the pain was bearable, one on my stomach, even shallower and barely painful at all, one on my foot which stung like a bitch, and one just below my thigh. As soon as i saw it my jaw dropped. This wound cut right through to the bone and through my trousers i could see blood and pus seeping out. That was where all the pain was radiating from. Clare had cut me deep, and i felt like i was going to pass out again. But clare tilted my head up to look at her sharply and all the pain went away when i saw the weapon of torture she planned to use on me next.

'You'll get a good 10 seconds of agony before you pass out again once i put this where i want it.' Her voice rang out around the empty building as she reached down to the worst whip wound. Her hands went to the taser gun and she placed it over the bone, her fingers tracing the on switch. I tried to scream through the gag still in my mouth and failed miserably as she chuckled once again while flicking the switch. But before she was able to send my body into spasms of searing pain somebody threw the taser gun from her hands and tackled her to the ground. I felt hands behind my head and instinctively struggled until i recognised the person behind me. The gag came off and i whispered

'Hanna.'

Hanna came to stand in a position where she couldn't be seen and i turned my full attention to her and what she said.

'That's harry fighting clare, he really does love you. Anyway, not important. I have bad news. I can either shoot around you and be instantly spotted and dodged by clare, or i can.. I can...' She trailed off, but i got the message.

'Hanna,' i whispered. 'I'm dying anyway, just do it and whatever you do don't let them take me to the hospital.' I heard her complain but nothing could change my mind. I was dying anyway, i'd better make it for a good cause. Before hanna could convince me against my decision i said two words,

'Goodbye hanna.'

Gunshot. Black.