I watched as a woman appeared in 'my' room, red hair extremely apparent as she graced her fingers through each strand. She had a file in her hands, she dropped it carelessly on the table in front of me as I stared at my handcuffs. I felt like a serious prisoner with these on. "So, how are you feeling?" she smiled softly at me as I lifted my eyes to meet hers. I guess that was enough of an answer to her, because she had nodded in response. "What do you want to ask me, I'd rather have this over-with and get back to whatever holding you're going to put me in please."
"I just want to make some conversatio-"
"-Please, please just let me get done so I can get going." I muttered, my voice hoarse, dark, as if I hadn't spoken in ages. "Okay, I take it you know what you're here for?"
"To have my family broken up again?" I mumbled with a sigh. "What do you mean again?"
"I mean, I was torn from what I loved once before. This time, as stupid as it seems, I thought broken would be a safer option. Broken got broke." I chuckled softly as she dropped one of her brows skeptically. "What are you talking about?""I'm talking about the fact that I was so fine before you all fucked it up!"
"We saved you, from an abduction. We helped you to be free,"
"No, you imprisoned me all over again." I whispered shaking my cuffs as I dropped my hands again. "Well, Louis seems like he was a character of his own, how did you two get along?" she breathed slowly, I could hear my heart thumping constantly, I felt everything in that room. "We got along fine, I wasn't really close with anyone."
"You sure about that? You seem to be upset about leaving, hard to believe you'd be upset about leaving something, or someone you had no connection with.""What's your point?" I questioned, narrowing my eyes at her. "My point, is that I need you to be open and honest about some things. Preferably everything that's ever happened in that house."
"That's a lot of stories." I watched her quietly as she watched me, things were silent for a while. "What happened between you and Louis?"
"Nothing," I spoke quickly, maybe a bit too hastily, "Really, that's not what he said...""What are you talking about? What did he say?" I asked timidly. Tracing my fingers on the cold table, I really didn't know how to respond to that. "We just want to know about what happened between you two, see if your stories match up. If I told you what he had said then you could pretend it was true. We don't want that, now do we, honey?"
"Don't call me honey."
"Okay, whatever you say is between us, just tell me... Who hurt you?" She frowned placing her hand atop mine and giving me a small smile. The sound of her words cut through me, my eyes blurred as the many memories flooded back. "We just need to know. You could help free Harry from this mess once you pinpoint the actual culprits, I swear." she frowned. "Louis, Louis once...uhm.""Come on, I'm listening."
"Louis, forced me to.. suck him off or he would kill Hunter." I sighed shaking my head slowly, dropping it in embarrassment. "Hunter, he's safe now don't worry. Your friend saved you. You should thank him."
"Wait...What?" I asked in complete and utter shock, "Hunter, did this?" I grit my teeth awaiting the much anticipated response. "Yes, he's the one who came to the station and showed us the way.""Fucking idiot!" I yelled out in frustration as I stood from my seat. "I told him not to! I told him to just fucking leave! That's all he had to do!"
"Why are you upset by this?"
"Because he's dead now!" I blurted out and covered my mouth immediately, tears brimming my eyes. "He's dead now?" she whispered just loud enough for me to hear, "Nothing." I frowned sitting back down as I watched my tears pool on the table before me. There's no way out of this. "Get her locked up and bring in the other girl." she mumbled, as an escort came and took me by the arm showing me out of the room. I dropped my head passing by Abigail, she was quiet. Her face flustered to say the least. "LOUIS!! LOUIS YOU LITTLE FUCK!" I winced and jumped back at the sound of a livid Harry, something I hadn't heard in such a long time. Harry burst through the door of an interrogation room, eyes wild, hair disheveled and veins nearly breaking through his skin as his wrists tugged on the cold metal bracelets, forcefully trying to remove them. "Harry, stop it you're going to hurt yourself." I croaked as I watched the blood begin to creep through the cuts the friction of metal was creating on his skin. "Sir, calm down!" An investigator yelled pinning Harry to the door frame. I swear I could practically see smoke fuming from his body. "HIS DEAD! I SWEAR HE'S SO FUCKING DEAD!" Harry broke free violently, his stare was vicious."Harry sto-"
"-No! You shut up you little fucking slut!" He screamed lunging at me as I yelped jumping back, before Harry's body came to a complete stop, his face frozen as he started to writhe and fall to the floor, electricity travelling through his body just as it had traveled through the air. "Oh my shit!" I winced and blinked away the tears as my hands covered my mouth staring at the shaking man on the floor, while two officers held him down and took him to a cell. "Keep her out of reach of the others, bring Niall." I heard the sounds of walkie-talkies going off and the shuffling of objects behind me, before they locked me up in an empty room, with nothing more than a security guard.
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Orphan
FanfictionREAD WARNING BELOW. "Everyone's so full of shit, born and raised by hypocrites." [1D fanfic VERY loosely based off of the band. Fictional characters have no relation to the actual boys except for their physical appearance and names, 18+, WARNING Gra...