Babies and More? (A One Direction Fanfiction)

Chapter 10

Sabrina's POV

As soon as Harry left, I stood up to get a drink. Big mistake. I felt a pair of arms grasped tightly around my wrists; attaching duct tape to secure my wrists in place. That would hurt once it got off. A rope was tied in a special knot that deemed to be impossible to take out, let alone move in. A pair of hands covered my eyes before I felt a sting in my left arm; a needle.

I looked up and saw that the building I was in moments ago was slowly fading from my vision. Everything was blurry, voices fading, darkness soon becoming the only thing I saw, the rumbling of an engine and the gravel road crunching beneath me. I felt my body collapse after a few moments of just darkness; either from the place I was in or the state I was in.

*30 minutes later*

Where the fuck am I?

I kicked around trying to find light, hitting the top of what seemed to be a roof.

I made myself quiet to listen to my surrounding; cars. I was on a freeway, I was in the back of a car. I've been kidnapped.

I moved around trying to find something that could signal anyone. The moment I moved, I felt something beep underneath me.

What kind of kidnapper leaves the victim with their phone? They're stupid.

I checked the percentage on my phone; two percent, great. Just great. The signal of a 1 bar phone and of a battery percentage of 2 percent being my only chance at survival.

I looked back at my phone to type in 911 when it died.

What the fuck? It was just at 2 percent wasn't it?

I positioned myself in a way that I could possibly kick the seats in and get out surprising the driver. It was a risk, but if I wanted to get out alive; this would have to do. The music was blasting Nirvana, perfect. This person won't hear a thing.

I kicked as hard as I could unlocking the seat and pushing it forward. However, at the same time I did this, the driver of the car had already turned down the music.

"Harry?"

What the actual fuck is going on here?

"Shit." Speaking his thoughts, I assumed.

"Wha-what is going on?" I could barely form a coherent sentence. Who would be able to in this situation?

I climbed out of the trunk just as he pulled into a hotel that was rundown and didn't even have a sign, but seemed to still be active with customers.

"I'm so sorry. I can't tell you."

"What do you mean Harry? What are you doing? Where is Thais? Where's Olivia?"

"Don't worry about it." His voice was firm, deep and gravely, causing the hairs on my neck to stand up. He scared me when he was angry, I had only seen him angry once. This was when he was in a fight with Thais, he threw a lot of stuff around and yelled very loudly.

"Well then. I just hope you don't harm the life of your child while doing this." I whispered under my breath, so he wouldn't hear me.

"What did you just say?!" He didn't hear me, he didn't hear me. Please say he didn't hear me.

"Nothing."

"Thais is pregnant! What? Fuck!"

"Damn, you did hear me. Well congratulations, you're a wonderful father."

"Shut the fuck up, you don't know shit."

He reached over to his side and pulled out something, and just before he pricked me with it, I saw Zayn.

"Zayn?"

He looked into my eyes; crying. Please tell me he's not in on this too.

"I'm so sorry, Sabrina." No, no, no! He can't be, no. Tears were flowing down my face as if it were natural for them to do so, which in a way they were. I just wished they wouldn't of fulfilled their purpose for this reason here in front of me.

My last words before I blanked out for the second time were ones that I never wanted to hear myself say again.

"I love you, Zayn. Why?"

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Harry's POV

I felt terrible when I asked Zayn to come to the car. Seeing them cry and knowing that we were doing this for money for the boys and us to get a house together and move away from this place was selfish of us.

Now that I knew that Thais was pregnant with my child, I didn't want to go through with this. I had to though, I have nowhere else to go. My mom found out about what I've done and she kept it a secret. It won't stay that way for long now.

"Man, what the fuck? Let's go." Zayn sniffled before getting Sabrina up on his shoulders and slamming my door.

I got out of the car and parked it behind these bushes and under trees, so no one would know we are here if anyone came looking for the girls.

I caught up with Zayn and unlocked the door in order for him to enter.

He placed Sabrina in the other beaten down room next to Thais'. They could see each other through a window that was bullet proof. This hotel used to be a place where criminals stayed and the worst of them stayed in the basement. I felt terrible for the conditions Thais and Sabrina were in now. They were surrounded by filth and they wouldn't be fed for days.

Fuck. Thais is pregnant. She's 16, I'm turning 18. Fuck. Now she is isolated from society with no food. The one thing that is good is she is far away from people that will judge her at school. They won't care about me since I've gotten other girls pregnant but they have all lost their kids. I know it's terrible, but I never cared for them as much as I care for Thais.

I walked into her room not thinking about it. The moment I entered, she was sat in the corner; trembling from fear, crying so hard, letting out shaky breaths.

Guilt. All I feel right now is guilt. Guilt and selfishness. I'm doing this to better my life, when I should be helping her and the baby.

In a couple of days you'll forget she ever existed. She'll hate you and you'll be with another girl. Same with your friend in the other room. 'The devil on my should spoke ever so slowly into my ear, each syllable matching the beat of my heart. Piercing my soul and crumbling it. He was burning a hole in my heart. He had no right to speak about her this way.'

Get her out of here Harry. You shouldn't be doing this. Where is that kid that used to play scrabble with his mum? 'The angel on my other shoulder was slowly trying to pull me away from falling into the devil's trap, but he just wasn't strong enough this time because the old Harry was dead and I can't do anything to bring him back. These voices in my head only making my the hole I was in grow deeper and deeper.

I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard a shaky voice, "Harry? Thank god you're here. I'm scared Harry." She runs up to me and holds on tightly, I want to hold her and caress her till she stops crying, but something holds me back.

Hurt her. 'The devil speaks into my ear bringing me into the darkness of my mind'

Get these girls out of here. They did nothing wrong. 'The angel somewhat pulls me into a lighter area of my mind, but it's not good enough. I remain in this psychotic state and I can't help what comes next.'

I push her. I fucking push her. She walks backward in fear before hitting the mattress and toppling over. She looks so broken, so fragile. I did this to her and Zayn is doing this to Sabrina. There's no turning back now.

There's that darkness creeping in. Making my guilt somewhat subside. What am I becoming? I'm a monster.

"Thais. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." I try to apologize after what I did. She obviously isn't going to believe shit coming from my mouth, she's scared shitless.

"Get away from me." She spoke through gritted teeth. Pure hatred in her eyes after everything seemed to click in that brain of hers. We were both so different, but now everything has changed.

She's the light turning dark.

I'm the dark turning even darker.

There's only one problem. She was supposed to be guiding me away from this dark. Instead, I'm guiding her into it and there's nothing I can do now.