Orphan

Chapter 35

"Good morning everyone... where are they?” Abigail smiled as she walked inside to the living room where I was seated. I was almost one hundred percent certain she would be smiling this morning. I was completely right. “Hey.” I muttered under my breath, not in the mood to be speaking right now. “Well hi cranky pants. Where is everyone?” she questioned as I snapped out of my daze and sat forward in my seat, Louis, Liam and Zayn haven’t woken up yet as far as I know and Harry went out he didn’t say where. I am sure you know where Niall is.” I mumbled sarcastically as she chuckled. “Yeah I do.”

Weird how one good night of sex suddenly makes everything change. “Are you going to spend the whole day moping about that dude outside?” she asked making herself a cup of hot coffee. I sighed. “Yes. If I have to then yes.”
“You do know that that will not stop them from kil-”
“-shut up please.” I rolled my eyes with a small defeated sigh as she became a bit withdrawn once more. “Okay. Whatever you say.” She spoke softly drinking her coffee. I didn’t mean to be harsh, but I don’t think I was going to care about it any time soon. “You hungry?” she spoke after the long silence, “No. I ate already.”
“And your friend out there?”
“Yes he ate too.” I answered playing with my fingers, maybe I could set him free in the middle of the night… they would just go after him again. “You can’t keep worrying about him like this, you shouldn’t care anyway you’re with Harry now.” She shrugged taking a sip of her coffee. “For the last time I am not in love with him, he is my friend, my close friend and I don’t suddenly stop caring because in all your eyes I’m supposed to. He was my best friend for years and just because I got kidnapped and forced into a relationship with a gang leader does not mean that you control me. So bud. Out.” I grunted clenching my jaw as my anger got the best of me, who the hell did these people think they were!

“You need to calm down lady.” She muttered shaking her head. “You need to start thinking about more than your damn self.” I scoffed as Louis walked in. “What is with the noise do we not have a right to rest now either?”
“You should be the last bloody person to be speaking about ‘rights’ Louis.” Abigail commented reading a snippet from the newspaper as Louis took her cup and threw her with the scolding hot coffee. She hissed in pain. “Oops.” He shrugged sitting down. “Wipe yourself off and clean up before we get ants. We already have two pests. We don’t need more.” He muttered, this was the first time I had seen this side of him and it was quite rude to say the least, thought he was supposed to be one of the nice ones. Oh well. “What are you staring at?” he asked slightly, but openly, annoyed with my insistent staring. “…Nothing, sorry.” I sighed looking back down at my lap, picking the seams of my ripped jeans.

“Louis?” I questioned after a period of awkward silence, he lifted his eyes to look at me in anticipation for my answer, however, I wasn’t so sure it could have been irritation. “Do you think we could loosen him just for today?” I pleaded trying my best to look as innocent and pouty as ever, either he would,

Feel genuinely sorry for my sad face.Feel sorry for how stupid I look.Or find it funny and laugh at this sad attempt.

He chose neither of those options, instead he got a magazine and read through it. “Okay, thank you then…” I sighed dropping my head in my hands, maybe Zayn would be a better help, he has helped me before…hopefully he’s the one I can count on in this hell hole. I looked outside the window, Hunter sat outside shivering, his pale skin now slightly paler, his lips turning blue and his body in an uncontrollably shaking state. My heart broke. He needed to come inside. Now.

“Louis, just please help me. Everyone else is sleeping and I cannot leave him out there, please. You can watch the whole time you won’t even have to loosen his hands or feet just get him inside by the fire…please?” I frowned going on my knees holding my hands out in front of me literally begging him for some help. Is this how I was going to need to ask them for everything?

He thought for a while, then a small smirk leveled across his face. “I’ll help. On one condition, one hand washes the other.”
“Okay,” I mumbled unsure, but Hunter couldn’t suffer out there, “…What do I have to do?”
“You’re going to be on your knees, but not to beg.” He smiled, his piercing blue orbs staring me down as he got up and so did I, “Follow me.” I couldn’t. I could not move an inch. My mind was still processing everything. “It’s either you follow me or he freezes out there.” He shrugged with a raised brow as I frowned and followed him.

We walked into his room and he closed the door, locking it. I froze at the sound.

Breathe.

Just breathe.

“Drop on your knees, slut.” He spoke loudly and with a confidence I hadn’t seen up until now. “I said drop.” He growled through a clenched jaw pulling my hair so that I would go down. I kneeled. “Now then…you know what to do.” He smirked nodding his head towards his pants, I gulped, my hands shaking as I started to loosen his button and unzipped it.

“A little faster honey, we don’t have all day. And put some effort into it, show me how badly you want your little boy-toy free.” He was incredibly smug about the whole thing, I on the other hand, wanted it to be over as soon as possible. I pulled down his pants and underwear as I was faced with his length in front of my face. I awkwardly took it into my hand, opening my mouth, but he stopped me. “No. Don’t be so forward. Stimulate it a bit, it won’t bite.”
I nodded slowly, blinking rapidly in nervousness. I prayed for someone to walk in or call him, even if it was Harry I needed to get out of this. I started stroking it until I gained a steady rhythm, he closed his eyes as he leaned back against the wall. I could feel the erection growing in my hand, getting harder with each stroke. I gulped, my eyes threatening to water at any time. I couldn’t cry.

“Hm, fuck yeah… faster.” He groaned fisting my hair in his hand as I stroked him faster, tightening my grip around him. Without warning he roughly shoved my head forward and thrusted into my mouth. I gagged as he pushed himself as far as I could take him. My eyes started tearing as I put my hands on his hips, pulling away a bit. Receiving a slap to the face as he yanked my hands away. “Don’t fucking do that. You keep it however I put it in.” he scolded. “Look at me slut, look at me when you’re sucking my cock. You’re a hungry slut, so show me how hungry you are.” He growled, seemed foreplay did it for him. I stared him dead in the eye as shame washed over me, he continued to roughly fuck my mouth until I felt him twitch inside of my mouth and he spilled all over my tongue. I frowned in disgust as he pulled away fixing himself up and pulling up his pants. “Swallow.” He stated angrily, suddenly offended by this simple action. I forced down the slimy bodily fluid along with the lump in my throat, nearly throwing up in the process. “Good. No one, especially not Harry, learns about this. Got it. Or Hunter doesn’t live another day.” He threated lifting me up onto my feet. I nodded folding my arms across my chest as embarrassment enveloped me. “Let’s go.” He commanded walking out and getting Hunter loose in the backyard as he brought him inside, I started the fire. Louis sat down at the chair once more. Observation most likely.

“Hunt.” I mumbled hugging him tightly, trying my best to return the heat to his body. He couldn’t speak, he could barely move his lips without shivering crazily. “I’ll make you some coffee okay and then we will stay here and heat up unt-”
“-LOUIS!” I jumped slightly at the sound of Niall’s voice as he stomped into the living room, Abigail following suit. “What?” he asked, clearly not bothered by Niall’s outburst. He didn’t even look up. “The fuck are you burning her for?” he questioned, this time far more aggressive than the first. “She needs to learn to keep quiet.” He shrugged carelessly as I sighed softly to myself. Seems like these men bicker like little brothers constantly. I was starting to pick it up as the norm in this house. “You need to fucking calm down and stop getting so agitated with your passive aggression.” He snapped hitting the magazine out of his hands as Louis merely flipped him off. “You want me to break that finger mate?” Niall threatened as Louis shoved it further to his face. “Please. I beg you, show me what you’ve got.” He challenged as they went into an intense staring contest and Niall gripped his finger. “Niall just leave it.” Abby sighed pulling him away as he bit his lip, obviously trying to suppress some form of anger and reluctantly walking away.