Stolen (Sequel To Capture)

Twenty-One

My knees hurt from sitting on the hard cement floor but I couldn't pull myself up off the ground. I just sat there staring at the pool of shiny crimson blood, her handprint raked through it.

Closing my eyes made it worse, everytime I just imagined her being dragged against her will across the cold floor, her hands grasping for anything to hold on to, to keep her safe.

"Liam," Zayn greeted me gently with a hand on my shoulder. "We should go."

I ignored him continuing to stare helplessly at the blood stains. "This doesn't make sense." I finally whispered.

No one answered me, we were all speechless at this point. "Why would he hurt her?"

"Because he is a fucking sociopath." Harry grunted from behind me I didn't need to see him to understand how angry he was. He too may have just lost the love of his life.

"No," I shook my head. "I mean why hurt her now? He gains nothing from hurting Emma now. He knew he'd pretty much guaranteed the loss of my cooperation the moment he hurt her. So why do it?"

"Maybe it isn't Emma's blood?" Niall suggested.

Harry clicked his tounge doubtfully. "Emma is tough but she is unarmed and most likely restrained, how could she cause this much damage to someone with no weapon?"

"Niall could be right, it could be one of her captives, maybe two of them were fighting. You said it yourself Harry, Trey is a sociopath what's to stop him from gutting one of his own men?" Zayn reasoned.

"Listen I'm all for remaining hopeful here but we can't ignore the facts either. Odds are this is Emma's blood."

I stood up abruptly turning to face Harry. "Odds are I'm going to punch you so hard your blood will be all over this place."

"You can try." Harry hissed standing up to his full height to look down at me. "Make your move Payne." He challenged.

"Liam's right," Zayn spoke from bended knee where he was looking at the blood. "This could be anyones blood. Trey has no reason to hurt Emma."

"What could he gain from hurting her now?" Niall agreed.

"Maybe you idiots outplayed your hand." Harry groaned. "Liam obviously has made it clear that he isn't playing ball with Trey. By not offering up Danielle you made Emma worthless to him."

"Fuck you Styles!" Niall shouted. "You think Emma is worth more than my witnesses? Both Lou and Dani have it rough, neither of them deserve to be handed back to Trey on a silver platter."

"I'm just saying that if Liam would have tried to convince Trey that he would work with him we'd have better options."

"Better options to you is sacrificing my witnesses to get the woman you love back?"

"And you're risking Emma's life because you're too scared to do anything about it Horan!"

Niall lunged forward swinging his fists at Harry who ducked under his attack bringing his own fists up to fight.

I watched them for a moment not bothering to stop them. I didn't have the energy to care if either of them hurt one another. Harry struck first landing a punch to Niall's body.

Niall kicked Harry's legs out from under him before crashing his fist down to him. Zayn broke them up by pulling Niall off of Harry and shoving him towards me.

"Fucking asshole!" Harry swore as Zayn pulled him up off the floor.

"Shut the fuck up Styles." Niall growled from next to me.