Trapped in Their World

Chapter 33

Jaylee's POV

My eyes widened as I heard the door open after a few hours had passed, watching as Liam made his way down the steps. "Hey, how's the little trouble maker doing?" Liam smirked as he hopped off the stairs and carried something in his hand. I glanced into his eyes before I looked down at the bag of supplies in his hand.

"I'm..... I'm alright." I answered quietly before he chuckled a bit. "You look terrible love. You're still cute which, I don't know how that's possible, then again you could never be ugly. But you're pretty bruised up." Liam commented as I nodded my head awkwardly and pressed my lips to a thin line. Ok?

"Um... Thanks I guess." I whispered. I still felt super awkward around Liam cuz I knew he was still pissed at me. "Alright let's take a look at your face." He sighed as he sat next to me, making the bed dip in a large way. I gasped as I landed on him which made him chuckle and lightly push me back. "I swear you keep getting thinner and thinner every time I see you." Liam said as he opened up the plastic bag and grabbed out a cotton ball.

He then took out a bottle and poured the liquid onto the ball. "This heals bruises ok?" Liam said, looking at me with a raised eyebrow. "Ok." I whispered. He then lightly grabbed my face before scooting closer to me. He stared at the bad bruises on my cheek before he dabbed the soft cool liquid onto my skin. I flinched back at how cold it was, making Liam grin.

"It's cold." He said before he continued to fix my skin. "It's fine, it just... Spooked me." I replied as I looked down. I felt too intimidated when I would look into his brown eyes. They just screamed danger. "I admit Jaylee. You're a smart girl. But do you really think you could ever escape us?" Liam asked, still dabbing the cotton onto my face.

I grew silent at that question as I gulped. "Answer me when I ask you a question Jaylee." Liam's voice grew stern and low as he clenched harder onto my face. "I don't know." I whispered. "That's not much of an answer." Liam frowned. "I know... I'm sorry." I sighed as I looked at my hands. I frowned when I saw a light purple color form around my wrists. "Liam..... Can you please take these off? Louis put them on too tight and they hurt so bad. My wrists are turning purple." I whimpered a bit as I lifted up my hands.

He glanced at them for a short second before he shook his head. "No can do princess. That's Louis' order. You deserve those around your wrists." Liam said before he put the stuff away. I sighed as I nodded my head even though I didn't agree. "I won't run away I promise." I mumbled. "Well I don't freaking believe you." Liam hissed, making me widen my eyes a bit in fear.

"But I said I promise." I said before I felt him slap me across the cheek. "Just shut up will ya? I won't do it. So knock it off." Liam growled as I whimpered and let a few tears fall. "I don't trust you anymore Jaylee. You lost my trust a while ago. And that's your own damn fault. Cure your own new bruise cuz I won't do it for you." Liam hissed before he stood up and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

The minute the door slammed shut I fell to the floor on my knees and began to sob. I cried into my hands as my cheek now burned and throbbed. I was so hurt inside I didn't know what else to do but cry. The hits never seem to end. The nasty tone and hurtful words keep flowing. I just can't break free from this pain.

I then leaned to the side and sat down before sobbing aloud while hiding my face. I hated being here. I wasn't happy. I was scared and depressed. This isn't who I am. These boys are changing me completely. And I can't let this happen but it's happening. There's not much I can do now. They have total control over me. I can't outrun them. They're too buff and strong. I'm just small, weak, too thin. Not enough muscle for strength. I'm just useless.

I was crying for so long and so hard that I didn't even realize someone was in the room. "Hey, hey..... Jaylee what's wrong? Come here." I heard a soft voice come from above as a hand rubbed my back. I just kept crying in my hands as I felt someone's body come close to mine. I felt hands grab mine before I whimpered and shook my head as I tried to pull away but they lightly held on.