Never Let Me Go

LOST

CHAPTER SEVEN

How dare he!

Just gag in my face like that, he's in love with me and should show it. I show my love... Do I need to show it more?

No, I've showed it enough. Now it's my lovers time to.

God, how dare he.

I don't feel bad at all, hurting him will make him see that I'm not just joking around with our relationship. And when I come back into that room I hope that's he still lying in pain on the floor!

Anyways, hopefully the next chat we will have will be more intimate.

Timothy________,

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Niall was screaming in pain now, the feeling of his broken bone from his leg digging into the floor was agonizing. Also with his kneecap, it felt like it was going to fall off.

He just wanted to scream 'help me!' but he knew that help would never come when he's stuck in his kidnappers household. Or what that creeper called him, his lovers household.

Niall tried too think if he every saw that man before, spoken to him or have insulted him in any way to make him do such sick things to him.

But everything was mist in Niall's mind, this man was a total stranger to him. If he was even a nice man that walked up to him and asked if he knew him Niall would still have no clue. He was truly scared of how crazy this man was.

He shifted on the floor, half of his body on the chair half it smashed and bruises against the floor. He was still tied up to it also, making it ten times more uncomfortable for him. The ropes digging into his arms, legs and stomach. Niall whimpered as his leg shifted against the floor, the bone once again being dragged against the floor. It hurt badly, and this was truly the worst pain Niall has ever felt.

Suddenly, the door to the room opened. Niall sadly being faxed away from the doorway so he had to just feel the horrible scarce in his mind wondering what the man was going to do to him next, he was totally vulnerable now, crippled and tied up. This man could do whatever the hell he wanted to do to him now.

A pair of black dress shoes stopped right in front of Niall's face, him looking up as much as he could at his weak state and saw his kidnappers ugly, scary and amused face looking down upon him.

"Now baby, are you going to be kind to me?" The man asked and Niall shivered out how clam and kind he sounded, just almost an hour ago he sounded like the devil.

Niall didn't respond but gave the man a stiff nod.

He smiled and slowly kneeled down, taking the chair and tipping it so it was going to stand on all fours, Niall screaming in pain, the man not supporting his bruised and mangled body.

"Shhhhh, calm down babe." The man said and patted Niall bad knee making Niall whimper in pain and clamp his teeth onto the inside of his cheek to hold back another pained scream.

"Alright, now. As I was saying before you know me. I'm your lover, the one that you knew for so long, and those fuckers stole you away from me." The man said, hitting poison at the word 'fuckers.'

Niall was intrigued to know who exactly these 'fuckers' were.

"Wh-who do you mean?" Niall asked in a raspy tone and the mans eyes seemed to brighten and his mouth seemed to bend into a toothy smile at him speaking. Niall seriously felt like vomiting all over the floor.