Silent Screams » Harry Styles

Chapter 5

I feel the blood trickle down my neck and I look at the man above me with wide eyes. He puts his hand over my mouth, muffling my screams. I feel tears stinging my eyes and my body starts to shake.

“Where is it?” he demands and takes his hand off my mouth, but keeps the knife where it is.

“Where is what?” I ask and grabs my neck

“Don’t play stupid, where is it?” he snarls

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” I say, the air being squeezed out of my throat

“God damn it Annaliese, just tell me where it is!” he yells and puts his hand tighter around my neck

My throat is constricted and there’s no air to breathe. I’m scared, barely breathing, and clueless. I have no idea what’s gotten into Harry. What was I thinking? I thought that he was actually not that bad of a person? Well that came back to hit me in the face. Here he is with a knife in his hand, and his hand around my neck. I can’t believe that I was so naive.

“We’re leaving. Now.” he says and takes a hammer

He hits the door hinges until they get loose, and the door falls to the ground. He drops the hammer with a thud and walks over to me. He throws me over his shoulder and I stay quiet. If I try to protest, I may get myself killed. As much as I hate staying quiet, I have to for the time being. My dad is going to come home tomorrow and be worried sick. I feel so bad for him; he had no idea this was going to happen.

Harry starts running at almost full speed, and I hold onto his shirt. He goes into an alley, and makes many turns and finally stops. I hear him breathing heavily, and he says something. 

“MA CR” he breathes

It must be code for something, I just don’t know what. I hear noises behind me, and a light is cast behind me. Harry puts me down on the ground and holds me tight by my shoulders. There’s a faint light coming from a door that I didn’t know was there.

“If you even attempt to run away, I will make you regret it.” he whispers in my ear

I stand frozen for a few moments and he pushes me in. Harry stands right behind me, the grip on my shoulders not relaxing. I’m nearly blinded by the light, and I try to adjust my eyes. There are men in suits everywhere, and three come up to Harry and I. They look like the secret agents I always see in movies.

“Harry. I see you’ve brought the girl.” said the tall and slim man  

The man wears dark glasses and he has no hair on his head. He smiles slightly, and has a walkie-talkie in his hand. He mumbles something into it and looks back up to us. The other man is short and buff, with curly dark hair. He frowns at me, and steps closer. He puts his hand up to my neck, and I wince when he presses is finger against my cut.

“Was it really necessary to cut her?” he asks and Harry shrugs

The other man is old, and he has white hair. His skin is wrinkled but he stands tall like the two other men. He seems the nicest out of the three, and I feel like that I can trust him the most. I feel very small around all of these people, and Harry isn’t as comforting as he was before. I feel so unsafe; and I can’t escape.

“Take her to the back room.” the man with the white hair says

Harry does as he’s told, and he shoves me forward.

“Don’t push me!” I snap and he rolls his eyes

“Just keep walking Annaliese.” he says in a monotone voice

“What are you going to do with me?” I ask

“Nothing….yet.” The last word sends a chill down my spine, and I start thinking of the worst case scenarios.

We walk into a room, and Alexander tells me to sit down in a chair. The room is cold, and is almost completely empty except for a table and some chairs. He walks out of the room, and comes back a few seconds later holding a white box. He pulls up a chair in front of mine, and sits down. He opens it, and it’s a first-aid kit. He takes out a wet towel and presses it against my neck, removing the dry blood. He puts Neosporin on the cut, and I wince when it stings.

“Okay now listen here Annaliese, I won’t hurt you, but I will if I have to. I just want to remind you that I can kill you whenever I want to. You just have to give us information.” he says

“How long do you need me here?” I ask

“Two months.” he informs me

I look around the empty room, trying to look anywhere but his eyes. He has so much power over me, and I have nothing to defend myself with. I’m a little girl compared to him; I am so helpless, so weak. I have no idea what I have to tell them, but I’ll tell them anything I know to keep myself alive. I’ll keep myself alive for my dad. I have to.

“But I don’t know anything!” I nearly cry out

He cups my face with his large hand and says, “Oh, but you do.”

 short chapter, sorry!