Liam Payne's Victim

chapter 3

The tub finally filled up the way he wanted it, and there were plenty of bubbles. He turned to the very nude girl and kissed her belly before picking her up  and depositing her in the bath. He sets all sorts of bath and body products on the sides of the tub. Anything a person could think of, excpet a razor or shaver. He knew all about girls using razors to cut themselves, he used to do the same thing when he was under pressure or wanting to feel something besides what management wanted him to feel.

"Use each and everyone of these to bathe yourself, and when you get out, use both of those bottles of douche i sat on the counter.",he said wagging a finger at her, "And, if you can't do that,I'll gladly come help you ,love but I'm quite sure you will detest me even  more if i do."

She looked at him shocked before nodding and lowering her head. He face and chest turning a bright red not found in nature. She was really afraid now. He wouldn't force-douche her, would he. One look at his face told her he would love to,just to make it hurt.

"Yes Sir."

He looked at her in disbelief, two words, two very small words that inflated his man-hood yet made him feel tiny and cruel.  His grand plan of making her fall for him and be his was falling apart . He supposed love would soon be out of the question and he would have to take the role of Master to her servant. Only time would tell. He had to tell the lads, maybe one of them had useful advice. He stepped out into the room to let her bath. Sitting on the bed he rang up Harry's room. The phone rang a few times before Lou picked up. 

"Lou, I've done something completely horrid and i need help!", Liam spat the words out before giving Lou a chance to respond."HELP ME!", he shouted before slamming the phone down and racing back into the bath. 

She was using the antibacterial body wash he gave her. He looked at her crying as she bathed. He had the overwhelming urge to slap, kick and punish her for crying but she was doing it silently so there was nothing he could do. He walked over to the tub and stroked her arm softly over the giant purple and orangish bruise she had the. Immediately she froze, sinking deeper into the water. Fresh tears began to flow so he was forced to slap her wet skin, and he slapped it as hard as he could without actually breaking any bones. Her perfect bow lips were now bleeding and busted. 

"SHUT UP!", he screamed at her. 

Just them there was a bang on the door. He looked  out the peephole and saw his boys. Help had arrived. Then he realized they might be pissed at him for what he had done. It was too late now, they were here.

He slung the door open and let them in. Greeting were exchanged  and bodies flung around Liam's large suite. 

" Uh, guys. I need to tell you something," Liam stammered.

Lou, smacking the back of his head smiled,"Just spit it out man, then we can help ya,"he said

Before he could say another word, a very lovely, towel garbed girl slipped out of Liam's bathroom.

"Sir, what am i to wear ,Sir?"

Liam groaned and slid into a nearby chair.

Harry quickly jumped across the bed,coming to stand in front of her. 

"Hi,I'm Harry Styles and errm, you could just wear me,love," he told her cheekily.

She gasped and ran back into the sanctuary of the bathroom,locking the door but not before Harry and Zayn saw the bruses and cuts on her back ,arms and face.

Harry's smile faded as he turned to Liam, "What in the bloody hell are all those marks on that girl?"

Laim gripped the bridge of his nose and sighed loudly.

"That," he said,pointing to the bathroom, "Is the problem I've been trying to tell you guys about."