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chapter 24

louis POV:
I woke up to the brightness of the day and realized it was 3pm. I remember taking sleeping pills but i don't remember why. I wonder if Olivia is awake, if she is she's probably downstairs. I got up to walk downstairs but I realized a lot of my paintings and valuable things were broken. what the hell? what happened last night. "olivia?" I wondered if she did this, but once I got no answer I realized it must of been an intruder. who would come into my house and do this? and then it hit me like a slap in the face. alan.

he's with olivia. I still can't believe it. I broke down crying again for a long time. smashing everything in sight. I didn't want to deal with this pain. it hurts, you know? it's like right after I break up when you wake up all happy and about to text your girlfriend and tell her you love her but.. it ended the night before. realization hurts. it sucks ass. you can do anything about the truth and you wish you could.

I was going through my medicine cabinet to find something to relieve the throbbing pain in my fist from punching everything. all I had was Advil so I took two of those. I wish they had medicine to relieve pain. like real pain. the pain you get that will never go away. it's mental pain. pain that's caused by the world. pain that's caused to hurt and hurt and hurt until one day you feel completely numb from hurting so much. that's the part about pain that sucks ass. it demands to be felt. but right now I'm on a roller coaster that's only going down. and once I get to hell I'll drag Alan down with me. he's the spawn of satan in my eyes. he's a piece of no good shit.
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**3 days later**
Olivia's POV:
I wasn't that far down the road from louis place or the police office and I want to make a run for it but I need to realize if I don't make it and he finds me I'll be dead. right now I'm in a basement of Alan's new apartment his friend bought for him. I'm tied to a chair.

flashback
I have no clue where we are. Alan took me to England for some trip and said he'd be nice and it was his apology of the last two years but.. apparently not

Alan please stop! "Olivia you already know what's coming for you when you run from me".
"i told you I didn't want to be anywhere isolated!" I spat in Alan's face, as I was begging him and begging him.
"I told you I don't give a shit about what you think!" Alan said grabbing my arm but little did he know I had a rusty knife in my other hand. as he pulled me closer I slashed him in the face cutting right above his eye near his eyebrow.

Alan fell to the ground and I ran off. I've never ran so fast in my life before. I ran until I ran into someone. "ma'am is all alright?" the lady asked me holding me still. "no ma'am my boyfriend is coming for me and I think he's gonna kill me this time," I said running past her. I'm pretty sure she called the police after that because as I was running the police pulled me over to ask me questions.

well at least I think he's in jail now because I haven't had any recent bruises.

I really didn't even want to be alive at this point. I want to get out of here, and most of all be with louis. I wonder how he is? I know he's probably really worried but I hope he will stay calm. whether I get out alive or not, Alan will be in jail.

I was in this chair for a while just sitting here freaking out. I'm also really sore from the beatings yesterday. he hit me so hard on my legs and back I have hand prints, oh and not to mention he raped me.

**last night**
"go upstairs olivia!!" Alan screamed at me because I was easdropping on his conversation.

right when I got upstairs I sat on the bed and was thinking. I really tried my best not to go crazy and try to kill myself here but at the same time is that even physically possible not to go crazy here? I walked past the bed and went to the window and noticed it was unlocked. I wanted to sneak out so badly but I don't know how id get down without breaking my legs. and not to mention I'm really scared of heights, and the consequences that would come after it, if Alan caught me. but at the same time would he catch me?

"Olivia! what do you think you were doing down there?!?" Alan screamed at me slamming the door shut behind him, while entering the bedroom. he looked so mad and started walking towards me I could feel tears form in my eyes as I started to walk backwards. "uhm.. I just.." I had no clue what I say. there was no reason I was easdropping except to know what they were saying duh? why does he think this is some grand thing. like dumbass it's called curiosity.

"I'm sorry, I don't know why.." I answered Alan as he started to walk towards me and push me onto the bed. "well maybe this will teach you to mind your own business," Alan said as he started to pull off my pants. I started to ball out crying and kick him away "Alan please stop I don't want to! please!" I was begging at him holding his wrist. I will try anything to get it from rapping me. it's the worst thing anyone can imagine. "god dammit Olivia I've told you once before I do what I want!" Alan screamed! I felt a sharp pain hit me in the face, as Alan slapped me, and it stung for a while... but the last pain I felt until Alan suffocated me with some kind of medicane.

***present day***
so I'm not completely sure if he raped me because I wasn't conscious, but when your insides hurt and your bruises all on the insides of your legs then yes, that's what I'm assuming.
that night I was passed out, which I think was last night, I ended up just waking up here. he must have tied me up when I was unconscious and put me here. I'm actually glad he makes me unconscious because I don't want to have to remember most of this shit. honestly if it was up to me I'd get him to kill me.

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louis POV:
(5 days since Olivia has been gone)
I woke up in my room holding two bottles of vodka. oh yeah that's right. last night I got totally trashed. but hey what can say? It could have been worse. worse as in killing myself. I need to find Olivia. I can't keep doing this all day everyday. which would refer to me sleeping in getting drunk and crying. I feel bad sitting here acting like the victim when Olivia is probably dying right now. but as much as I want to keep myself alive then I can't focus too much on how she's hurting, or it'll only make me hurt too.

that was it. I decided to get out of bed and do something illegal. and no it's not killing alan. besides I don't know where he lives. but walking to every single house and asking them if they've seen Olivia and I show them a picture of her. and then show a picture of alan.

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I've gone to like 7 houses already and was a few blocks down my house and the police station. but I was not going to stop. I won't stop until I've asked everyone in this damn city. as I started to head down the road I arrived in some sort of abandon houses that looked like people haven't lived in there for nearly ten years. they were just all dark and had undone construction. hmm that's odd. I thought for a while if I should go to the neighborhood and check it out but I don't know. I guess I'd just walk around to a few houses and happen to see if any of them are occupied. as much as if love to go into every square foot of the house that's not legal, and most importantly I'm not armed. I'm smart enough to bring something with me if I was hunting down humans.

I was passed all the houses that had not been finished and started to arrive in the actual part of the neighbrhood. the houses I went to were really odd. they had really big lots and small houses and also a very big basement. it's like store stories of basement. is that even a thing?

there was this one house that caught my eye because it was the only house that had lights on. so I decided to check it out.

as I went to the door this guy came up that looked young maybe even up under than me, and he just stood there. "umm.. Im looking for a young woman around town... this is her *shows photo*" as I started to show him the photo I could tell he barely looked at it for a millisecond. "sorry sir, she's not here," said the young man as he closed the door in my face

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Alan's POV:
Olivia was still in the basement and tied to that chair. she was so pathetic. like I do to even know why I like her. maybe that's what I like about her, how much I actually hate her. but as long as I can deal with her I would be able to keep her. me and my friend Matthew hurt something from we both ran up
"is looks like someone is at the door dude!" Matthew said to me. "oh shit! is it a cop?" I asked quickly hiding."no it doesn't look like it,' he said peeking out the window. "okay well answer it. I'll be in the coat closet.
I was right around the front door so I can hear everything that they were saying. "is Olivia here?" I heard from a young sounding guy at the door. oh my gosh that better not be her boy friend. in her boy friend. I am always the one with her!! she's mine! "no sorry sir, Matthew said to the man. as I heard Matthew close the door I came out of the closet. we both high fived. haha as long as we're in charge, well have her forever! gosh I'm so happy that wasn't a cop, but at the same time I wish it was just because I think I'd still get away with it. but as long as I have Matthew by my side to open the door and Olivia with me, I'll be fine.