Virus (Narry Zombie AU)

Chapter 34

What’s this? An update?! Unheard of! Haha, sorry just being weird. Ignore me, but don’t.

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Now, let’s get down to business. Chapter 34 already and it’s getting intense. There’s a reason it’s PG-13… now I implore you to read on!

Dedication: @TheWayIsNotLost, @_eddster_, and @5secsofLol (because Niall does top)

Pages on word: 5 pages

Word count: 1,372

Now, let the reading begin!

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~Niall~

Everything hurt. Well, not everything but almost everything hurt. My dignity, my pride, my arse- all of it. I wasn’t going to delve into what happened, anyone can figure it out and I really would prefer not to relieve it. I lie on the bed, still strapped down. He at least had the decency to bind my hands back to where it was the first time and throw a blanket over my junk. What a generous and kind soul… sarcasm here if you couldn’t tell. The room was even colder, if that was possible and I had even less covering me and keeping me warm. They hadn’t even started anything and I was already almost giving up. Yes, I was a virgin and yes, he doesn’t really go for the whole slow-and-as-little-pain-as-possible kind of sex and more like the fuck-i-like-your-ass-so-I’m-going-to-destroy it kind of sex. Not that I would classify that as sex, and not like I would classify him as human. It was painful to say the least, and I couldn’t move anything without a scorching pain shooting through my entire body. So, don’t even ask for my cooperation because I sure as hell wasn’t giving it. The door swung open and I cringed, and then squeaked- a manly squeak, actually it wasn’t even close to manly- at the unbearable pain that shot through my body. No one laughed, or chuckled or smirked and I was slightly curious to who had entered the ‘forbidden lair’ of sorts that they kept me in. A girl stood there, a rosy tint sat on her cheeks as she glanced anywhere than at me. It was then that I realized that the blanket had fallen when I cringed, and I was revealing myself to anyone that wanted a show. Damn rapists and their undeniable indecency and compassionless hearts. But, I was extremely happy with the fact that she didn’t want to look, it seemed I had a bit of self respect left. Here I was, laying here like ‘just rape me again’ and she couldn’t even glance at me. Thank god, because I truly don’t think that I would be able to deal with it. She shyly closed the door behind her, turning the key and bolting the door shut then made her way over to me. She held several things, but I couldn’t make them out. Placing them on the table next to the bed, she grabbed a rag and began cleaning me. She wiped gently at my face, getting rid of the dried tear tracks –not that I would admit to crying and begging- that had sat on my face. She continued to gently clean me, getting the sheen of dried sweat off of my skin and making me feel slightly cleaner. She blushed, wiping my junk of gently, and then lower. I hissed as the cloth touched my abused skin, the bruises that littered my chest were nothing but the pain in my arse was unbearable. She muttered small apologies as she cleaned and I winced, trying my best not to cry out or lash out on the poor girl. Eventually she was done, it felt like eternity but it was most likely only a minute or so. Even after she was finished she continued to apologize, tears clouding her vision.

“Hey, shhhh it’s okay I promise its alright.” I muttered, she stood still looking straight into my eyes and I instantly recognized her. She was one of the girls that lived closer to the edge, I had always made sure her and her brother had gotten food. I smiled at her, glad to see she was still okay and alive. “I’m okay.” I muttered, and she nodded but still looked upset. She went to undo the binds around my ankles but froze and looked up at me.

“Please don’t try and escape, they have my brother and they’ll hurt him if you get out. Please Niall.” She begged, tears now openly flowing from her eyes and down her cheeks at the thought of her brother hurt. These people were truly monsters, the boy being no older than 4 and he’s being held captive. I nodded, my eyes only showing honesty. She unbound me, and slid some black boxers up my bruised legs and I kindly helped her out my lifting my arse, holding in the wince of pain. She gently slid them on, careful of my abused parts. I lowered back down, grateful for the covering and warmth it provided. She pulled out some black Nike sweats with zips on the bottom and slid them on my legs, again I helped her out by lifting my lower half but let out a hiss at the pain that shot through my body. The second that the trousers were situated firmly in place I lowered back down. She frowned, and I could see the apology that she was about to utter. I shook my head, smiling reassuringly at the girl and she smiled back lightly. I placed my ankles back into the bounds, and she obediently tied me back up. She slid on a pair of thick socks and my white Supras- instantly heating up my cold feet. She then untied my hands and I sat up with a great amount of difficulty and hissed as soon as my butt was sitting on the table. I quickly threw on the white t-shirt she had handed me, and slid on the zip-up jumper that she handed to me also. I sighed in content, reveling in the warmth of the new clothes. I slowly lowered myself back down into a lying position, gently placing my raw wrists back in place so I could be tied up again.

“I’m so sorry.” She muttered quietly, before tying me back up, laying a blanket over me and leaving the room- the lock slamming shut behind her.

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~Liam~

Whatever they were going to do to Niall couldn’t be good, not if he had to try and protect Louis from receiving the same fate. He wasn’t a heartless person, and from spending so much time with him I had come to realize that he wore his heart on his sleeve and put everyone before himself. He protected those he cared about, hell he even protected those he didn’t know if they needed help. He was a caring person, so never in a million years would he do what he did to Louis just to hurt him. I came to the conclusion that he was helping him more than hurting him- at least that was what his intentions were in my mind. I wasn’t 100% sure, and I wouldn’t be unless I asked him though I doubt that would be a possibility.

I had to find a way to talk to him.

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Ohhhhh, Liam’s figuring it out!

P.S for those of you who are confused, yes the doctor did rape him… I just didn’t have the heart to write it out. :(

For those of you who guessed it, props to you!

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Xx Val