Chapter TextThis goes on for days, I have no idea how many, they all blur into one and I notice my captor never changes his clothes, it's on purpose I think, so I don't know the days. Rhys is still alive and is tortured in front of my eyes constantly. I'm chained up for hours and beaten one minute but then coddled and adored the next. My body is weak and Im not given any food but bread every now and then, I get one glass of water every few hours and it's like I'm being kept on the cusp of life and death.
The pain is so intense, I flit in and out of consciousness trying to deal with it. I think of Liam and Andy, Jax and Ben, what they are all doing, if they've given up on finding me. I think of Edward and Scott and if they are okay, if they are still trying to find me. I think of Harry and if he's okay, if he's still hurt or even alive. I pray with everything in me that he is and that they are all safe and that they find me. Gosh I hope they find me, I need them to find me, to hold me, to tell me everything is okay. I want Harry and Edwards kind words, touches and protectiveness, I want to go under and I want to be safe with them. I need them and I honestly don't know how long I'll last without them.
My captor gets joy out of stitching Rhys up and then hours later, cutting him open again and hearing his cries of pain. It's such a numb feeling now, after Rhys passes out from the pain he comes over to me, injects me and has his way with me, it's like it gives him sexual pleasure to maim and torture innocent boys. He hasn't raped me yet but I'm waiting for that day.
"Fuck Kitten, you're so beautiful, your eyes...fuck yes!!!" He yells as he comes for the dozenth time, all over my stomach. He doesn't clean it up, he likes me covered in him.
"You're made for me, God you look so beautiful covered in my seed" he tells me as he licks my neck, and places kisses to my mouth.
The tears come freely but I feel so numb and broken. After he's had his way with me, he chains me up again and I'm left to pass out just like Rhys.
When I wake up again, I hear voices, Harry and Andy's voices, my heart leaps and I open my eyes, the boys have found me, I'm being rescued, hope bubbles within me and I could cry in relief. That is until my eyes adjust and I notice there is a Television set up in front of me, on it is a news report with a press conference, Andy and Harry are leading it and the boys are all there, Edward is holding Harry's hand as he talks.
"Louis Tomlinson and Rhys Buttler are still missing, we have received several leads and are closing in on the suspect. We ask for the publics co-operation in this case and to report anything they think is important to police" Harry says.
"Louis is our youngest brother and we love him dearly, we will not stop until we seek justice for him and the other innocent boys in this case" Andy says.
"We will find you Louis, we promise you" Harry says looking down the barrel of the camera.
I let out a choked sob as the video starts again on repeat. My breathing becomes unsteady as my chest constricts, I want the boys, I need them, I can't do this anymore. I thought they were here but they aren't, I can't do this, I just wish I was dead. Seeing them up there together, shattered and sad, gets me so badly and I feel so guilty. They said they had leads maybe they will find me.
"You know, the police like to act like they have everything under control, they like to think they have several leads, but...at the end of he day, the truth is...they have nothing. You will never be found Louis, ever. That I promise you" my captor says from the corner, where he's sitting on his chair in the dark.
I try to fight his words in my head, but I can't anymore. It's true, I'll never be found, I'll spend my days here chained to a wall, being beaten and maybe god will have mercy on me and he will let me finally die.
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FanfictionLouis lives with his four older brothers in London, his parents died when he was 8. Edward and Harry Styles are a couple and very close family friends of the Tomlinson's. Things happen and Edward and Harry want Louis, Harry's work becomes personal a...