Oakdale// Ziall+Narry

Chapter 34

Sometimes i feel like yall hate niall so much :( i mean he is a thottie and all but :(

super juicy chap! :)

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Zayn, what the fuck?

"Who told you about this? What am i being charged on?" I stutter, getting up from my bed and following Liam to the door.

"You're being charged with trespassing." He's short and to the point, not as cheery as he used to be when i was a worker here.

Since Liam was closer to me, i could see his cheekbone was beginning to form a bruise and his lip was busted.

"Who accused me?" I narrow my eyes, wanting to scream if it's Zayn.

"Patient Tomlinson." He spoke, grabbing my wrist so i couldn't escape.

Louis?! It makes sense since he was there, but why? He hates Zayn and Liam.

"Why? Has he been working with you?" I gasp, feeling utterly betrayed. How could he? He lied to me!

Now i feel like Harry had.

"No," He chuckled, walking down the stairs, "Not at all, he just tends to fess up when i mention putting a knife to him."

How could Liam live with himself? Manipulating people into giving information?

He's a psychopath.

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I wake up in a small cell, only about a bathtubs length and width. The bars are covered in a dry, red material and i convince myself its rust..not blood.

The floor is hard and damp, collecting small liquid puddles near or in my cell. The smell is awful, far worse than anything i had ever encountered.

I notice there is no toilet or bathroom in the cell, leaving the others locked in the cages to defecate on the floor.

The liquid that puddled on the ground must have been urine, that trickled down to drains across the floor.

Bacteria must have been spread across every item in here, and mold grew on the walls from the dampness.

I was in the cell closest to the office, so i was able to see the details of my cell and the other women sleeping across from me.

There must have been cell after cell, cage after cage, lined up against the wall that led away from Liam's office.

I check myself to see if i have any injuries or wounds, and to my luck i had none. The only difference is that i was in new clothes.

A tattered pair of jeans and small, red, short sleeve shirt was the only thing covering my shivering body. It was the outfit i had worn when i first arrived here.

I had no shoes so i could clearly see the tag that was wrapped around my big toe.

Oh my god.

I throw my head back in disbelief, this cant be happening i know it. I cant die, i have to put up a fight.

While my eyes were up at the ceiling, i could make out a symbol on the ceiling that oddly resembled something i had seen before, something Louis had seen before.

The shape was a staff with two intertwining snakes and a set of angel wings, the shape of my necklace.

He gave me this necklace so i could be placed in the correct cell?