The Gangleader Kidnapped Me ( Original draft )

"Escaping Isnt easy, But seduction is"

PREVIOUSLY ON "THE GANGLEADER KIDNAPPED ME"

I was scared, alone, confused, but most of all I was hurt. 'You don't matter to me' The words burned into my mind. My heart ached. Why did I care so much, he was right I was just a piece of his plan. To him in the beginning I was nothing, simply just a puppet on a string. My thoughts consumed me as I sat in that dark cold room. not even a glimpse of light entered, which had me assuming there where no windows. Who knows how long I have been sitting here. It felt like hours.

'You don't matter to me, You don't matter to me, You don't matter to me!' The voice in my head getting louder and louder, my heart beating faster and faster.

'You don't matter to me, You don't matter to me, You don't matter to me, You don't matter, you don't matter, you don't matter, YOU DON'T MATTER, YOU DON'T MATTER,'

"STOP IT" I screamed, I buried my head in my knees and let the tears flow down my face and onto the floor. I don't understand this feeling, why do I care so much!

"stop it please..." I mumbled.

I let myself cry until I had used up all my tears. I eventually laid my head back and let the tiredness take me into dream land.

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"Esacping isn't easy, But seduction is"

I cried for what felt like hours,  my head throbbing and my muscles cramping. It wasnt until I was just about to give up whatever strength I had left when the door to the room was opened. Suddenly and without warning the bright white lights of the bedroom were also turned on leaving me startled and closing my eyes for cover. 

"Arabella?" I heard the timid male voice say quietly. I slowly started to peer my eeys open letting them adjust to the light, with a heart full of fear and a face full of tears I looked up to see Niall. His pained expression was enough to make burst out into tears that I didnt even know I had left.

"Arabella what happened? " Niall asked as he started to free me from my restraints. My sobbing only continued and I burried myself in his chest. He held me close and stroked my matted hair in an attempt to calm me down. 

"He just got so mad, she showed up and He just got so angry" I say queitly, Niall looks at me with a confused look searching for answers in my eyes, but found none. He picked me up bridal style and carried me out of the room.

"No, he will get mad! please put me down!" I started to panic when i realized what Harry was capable of. Fearing for my life I started to kick and squirm in an attempt to break free from Nialls grip. This only made his grip on me tighter and my kicking futile.

"He isn't home, he when out about an hour ago and Zayn found him drunk at a bar and decided it was best for him to stay at my house" Niall sighed. He set me down on the closed toilet seat in the bathroom and started running the water for a bath. "you need to tell me what happened" He pleaded while brushing out the knots in my hair. 

I sighed and tried to properly place my memories of the events, "we were cooking, and I burnt myself, when he finished wrapping it up we went upstairs to his bedroom. We were making out when a women with long black hair came in and lost her shit" I say, trying to hold back tears.

"Do you know who she was? Did she say her name?" He said softly, putting the brush down and turning me to face him. 

"I think her name was Temp something, I'm not to sure" I said putting my head in my hands, letting out a frustarted sigh. 

"Temprance" He said, "That is his ex-wife or soon to be ex-wife." 

"thats what she said, called herself his wife, and well, I got mad asked him if he was married. He ignored me and threatened to kill her if she ever came back." I could help myself this time. Stray tears slipped down my cheecks as I tried to finish my sentece. "He got mad and he told me that he should've just treated me the way a hostage was supposed to be treated... He tied me up and then everything after that is a blur.." by this time I was so mentally exhuasted from re-living the events again that I just collapsed into Niall. He just holds me. My4 thoughts are racing as I try to piece together what happended in the dark. 

Was he really there? was i just imaginging what I heard what I felt. I pushed Niall away and stood up to look at myself in the mirror. There was no signs of any type of injury other then the burn and some discolored skin.  At this point I wasnt sure what had really happened after he threw me in that room and now  all I know is that this isn't a game anymore. This was real, I was really in danger. I needed to get out of here soon. But I needed to be smart to do it.

Escaping wasn't going to be easy, But seduction is.