Oscillation | [H.S]

Chapter 5

I had pressed my knees against my chest, my arm wrapped around them tightly. My body was pressed closely to the car door. My eyes followed every movement that Harry made, keeping myself alert. I still couldn't fully control my breathing.

"Stop watching me" Snapped Harry at me. I immediately diverted my eyes somewhere else. Zayn was behind the wheel and sighed at the small, shocked sound I had made. He really seemed to dislike me. Next to him, right in front of me, was the man with the brown eyes who was now leading the way to Creswick. My home.

I curled into a tighter ball and gave myself some space to think about the situation. About how fucked up it was. I was walking home, from my job at the library which was temporary but nice. I liked the quietness. My favourite song was playing softly in my earphones, and I was busy on my phone choosing the next song. Suddenly I was pulled right into an alley, a hand covering my mouth to stop my screams.

I had tried to kick, punch and bite the kidnapper but he was quick. Experienced. A wet towel was pressed into my face not a second later, making my legs give out beneath my body and as I was collapsing, I already blacked out. Once I had awoken I was in the car and now I was here, still. Even though I was the wrong girl, apparently, Harry had seemed to take a liking to me since he hadn't let my kidnapper kill me.

I was sure that was not a good thing.

"Will it be much longer?" I asked softly, ready to leave these dangerous men.

"Stop asking questions" Spoke Harry sharply. He didn't look up from his phone, on which he was typing quickly.

"Can't you just shut her up?" Asked Zayn, his eyes never leaving the road. A small 'no, please' came from my mouth, scared for more abuse. I met Zayn his amber-coloured eyes in the rear-view mirror. He looked at me hatefully. When he caught my eyes, he smirked shortly.

"Mind your own business, Zayn." Harry answered, without looking up. Zayn frowned at me angrily through the mirror. His lips formed the words 'shut up' without making any sound. I diverted my eyes quickly, looking at the brown-eyes man again. I was still angry at him for telling the others about my home.

Well, home wasn't really the right word. I had been there a long time and it provided a roof above my head but that was about it. Sometime there was food on the table too but most of the times there wasn't. However, I wasn't able to move out as I had no money. I tried to save some money from the temporary jobs that the employment agency could provide me but they didn't pay really well as I only had a high-school education.

I was ashamed to tell people where I lived. Creswick was an eyesore in the neighbourhood, being an old and run-down building. The inside was even worse.

But there were also other kids living there, most of them younger than me. And Harry was dangerous. I didn't want them to be hurt, even though I wasn't close with any of them. All I had to do was to listen and make Harry go away as quickly as possible so that me and everyone at the orphanage would be left alone.

"Will you leave me alone once we're there?" I asked hopefully.

"Kitten, didn't I just explain rule number one to you? The one about not disobeying me? I told you to stop asking questions. You don't want your other cheek to become blue too, do you?" Harry now had his full attention on me. His dark eyes were intense, contrasting heavily with his white skin.

"Please, there are other children there. Can you let me out here, please?" I begged, my voice cracking. Harry just shook his head, grinning. Panic was building again and I desperately tried pulling on the door handle, hoping that it would click open. But even if it would, we were driving pretty quickly.

My hair was pulled harshly, moving me away from the door. I fell down backwards and rolled off the seats, onto the ground. The harsh impact with my already hurt shoulder made me cry out. I looked at Harry through my teary vision. He had my long hair wrapped tightly in his hand, pulling even harder until my neck couldn't move any further. It hurt my back.

A harsh slap collided with my face, although I knew he could hit way harder.

"That is for disobeying me" Harry sounded possessed. His voice was raspy and cold. He hit me again.

"That one is for trying to escape" The tight grip on my hair, pulling my head back, made it difficult to breath. Plus the fact that I was crying in pain didn't make it any easier. I made wheezing sounds and coughed a few times. The taste of blood was on my tongue. Before I could prepare myself he hit me once more.

"And that is purely for my own pleasure." He bent forwards, his face near my ear again. He had loosened his grip on my hair slightly. His stumble scraped against the tender skin of my cheek.

"Remember your place, Kitten. Otherwise there will be consequences." He whispered quietly. Most of his anger seemed to have disappeared and he let go of my hair completely. He sat back against the seating and grabbed his phone that was laying next to him.

I wanted to move back to the seating too, shaking violently. Harry's feet stopped me. He pushed my body back down and turned his body sidewards a little bit, against the door, so that he was resting his crossed feet at my lower back.

I felt degraded.

Blood was streaming out of my mouth.

"And that's how you tame a girl, mate. Nice job." Said Zayn, the smile evident in his voice. I was disgusted by the words. However, I could assure them one thing.

I wouldn't be tamed.