Rescued

Chapter 11

Louis

I've been in this room for what seems like forever, there aren't any clocks, no window, vents, nothing. Just a door, a machine and a gurney. To be honest it kinda scared me, this room looked exactly like the one from my dream. That couldn't be possible though, it was just a dream right?

A loud squeak makes me jump as the door suddenly opens and the room fills with bright light. I quickly shield my eyes and try to see whose coming in the room, when my eyes finally focus I can see John and one other guy. They both kinda stand there and state at me for a moment before the guy picks me up and takes the ties off my wrists.

"So Louis, it's Louis right?" John asks as the guy sets me on the table and straps me down. "Tell me about your relationship with my daughter" he walks around the table over and over waiting for me to respond. "Not very talkative today are we?" He looks up at the guy whose standing by the door now and sighs "Killian, leave us?" I've never seen anyone leave a room quicker. Now it's just Me and John.

He walks over to the box like machine and starts pushing a few buttons, then he sticks these little wires with pads on the ends on my head, my sides, and my chest. "Now Louis, I'm gonna ask again okay?" He rests his hand on a small green button and sighs like he's bored. "Tell me about your relationship with my daughter" as soon as I didn't answer he pushed the green button and the pain was back.

Just like in my dream, just surging through every inch of my body. I thought back to the dream, did he do this to Alex? Did he hurt her? Anger flowed through me along with the agonizing pain, if he hurt her he would be in for a very bad day. The pain stopped and my breathing staggered as I tried to control my breathing again.

"Now this could be super easy for you Louis. We could just sit in a couple of chairs and have a conversation. Just as long as you cooperate" I don't want to have a conversation , I want Alex. I was starting to boil from the inside out with pure anger. This man has hurt the woman I love in too many ways to count. Too name a few though, he's electrocuted her, sold her, beaten her, made her hurt herself, it's endless!

John comes around the table so that he's facing me "poor Louis, you were just too slow, couldn't save her in time could you? Now she's going to be happy with someone else. Someone who can give her a family, who can provide for her" I glare at him "but he doesn't love her, she won't ever be happy there" at this point he starts to laugh. "Love, my dear boy, is a sickening weakness! I'm GLAD he doesn't love her!" He continues to laugh as he walks back over to the box.

I can FEEL my eyes widen and I wait for the shock, "Why do you always have to make things harder on yourself?" He sighs and then shrugs "ah well, more fun for me" he presses the button again and I can feel my entire body shaking and convulsing. He can shock me all he wants, but there is no way I'll ever talk to him about Alex.
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Niall

A military academy?! Is he serious? I'm not that weak!

Right now Jake and I are on a very small plane with the one called Charlie, Jake looks about as terrified as I feel. I look around the entirety of the small plane and notice a few things, there are no seatbelts, there is a cargo drop hole underneath us, and there are several duffel bags jammed into the space behind us. The plane looks old and rustic, it looks like it could fall apart any second and I'm terrified that it will.

Charlie turns around in his seat next to the pilot and yells at us "we'll be landing in like two minutes! Hold tight!" Jake just nods but I don't move. I'm afraid if I move everything will brake and we'll all die. This is so scary!

Once we finally landed Charlie had us carry some of the duffel bags and we walked for about ten minutes until we got to a military jeep waiting for us. "Your late Charles!" The man in the jeep barked, Charlie nodded and got in the jeep "technical difficulties Captain" Jake and I both scrambled into the back and we took off.

We made it to a camp not to long after and it was massive. There were tents everywhere and large groups of boys and men marching in groups, the Captain turned to us and looked us over "these are some scrawny boys you've brought me Charles" he looks at me in particular. Seriously? Jake's tinier than I am! Charlie nods "Well John says they need to toughen up, can you give me an estimated time frame captain?" He grunts and looks is over again. "a month or two, maybe"

I about lost my lunch. Two months? Oh please someone come save me.
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Zayn

Grime. Gross, slimy, icky muck. John had me sent to wherever they needed me and that just happened to be in the kitchen. So I got put in a room that no one had cleaned out in years, all the food in here has expired. Some has exploded so there is just mold and gunk everywhere. I've ran to the toilet and thrown up quite a few times.

The smell is just as putrid, like it's so strong I can taste it and that's part of the reason I keep throwing up, why had no one ever cleaned this out? I mean it had to be done eventually but why'd they have to wait this long? I've never had a problem with cleaning. But this is just wrong.