Mac's POV
I'm awakened by the door slamming open. A woman walks in with clothes in her hands.
"Put these on. Now!" she demands.
She turns and walk out the door and leaves me to dress myself. I've been kept prisoner in this room for what feels like years when I know it's only been hours.
The room has just enough space to hold a bed and a sink with a mirror. The walls are concrete and the room has no windows. The bed isn't even really a bed. It's just a mattress on the floor. The mirror has dirt and grime around the edges and it's tinted yellow. The sink is the only clean looking thing in the room. Even the mattress looks filthy.
I dress myself in the clothes the woman brought. A pair of blue jean shorts and a black t shirt. I slip on the flip flop they gave me last night and walk over to the mirror.
One eye is swollen from being hit in the face. A huge purplish bruise is covering the left side of my face and there's a cut on my eyebrow and lip.
As soon ask got here, they blindfolded me and brought in there 'boss'. I didn't get to see him but he's the one that bruised me up. He didn't talk or anything. He just came in and hit me without giving any kind of explanation.
A few minutes later the woman comes back to fetch me. She grabs me by the arm and pulls down the hall.
She's maybe 5'7'' with shoulder length black curly hair. She has a pale skin color and green eyes. Her face is set into a scowl as she drags me down the hall.
We come to a set of double doors and she blindfolds me again. She ties it tight and pulls me through the doors.
A rush of hot air hits me and that's when I notice we are outside. I can feel the sun on my neck as we walk.
I hear another set of doors opens and the heat is gone. The next thing I know, I'm being pushed into chair and my wrists and ankles are tied to it.
I hear footsteps entering the room and then whispering. I only make out one sentence. "He's here."
Niall.
They have to be talking about him. I remember them calling him and telling him to come. That must be what they mean.
I remember talking to him too. I had told them they had touched me. They had. Not only did their 'boss' hit me. His men touched me very inappropriately. They undressed me and practically felt up every inch of my body. Their excuse was that they wanted to see if I was injured or had any weapons but I knew that was bullshit.
I was so scared. I thought that maybe they were gonna rape me or worse but they didn't. They only dressed in new clothes and sent me to that room. Now I sit here waiting for Niall to show up.
What feels like hours later, I here footsteps again. They turn into running footsteps once they step into the room.
"Mckenzie! What have they done to you?"
His hands touch my face and I lean into his touch.
"They hit me and.....touched me. That all. I'm find. Just please get me out of here." I whisper.
"I promise." He says. He presses his lips to my cheek before he is pulled away.
"Mr. Horan. A message from the boss." I hear a voice behind me say. He clears his throat and then continues. "He would like to discuss a few things with you. If that's okay?"
"Yeah, fine." Niall and the man leave the room.
"Where are they going?" I ask whoever is still here with me.
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Im Only Human
FanfictionMckenzie Adams is a broken-hearted songwriter who never wants to fall in love. Niall Horan is one of the new students and Mckenzie's High School. For him it was love at first sight. For her, it was a risk to dangerous to take. They do eventually get...