Resistance → dark h.s.

Chapter 5

Harry brutally shook me until I awoke from my slumber. "What the hell? We have to leave now." I stood up and went along behind him, giving no recognition to his existense in my sleppy state. We walked to the tinted door that was in his living room, seeing a round-ish corridor, almost like a prison or a dungeon. The doors had names above them, telling you which member lived. Nialls was in the middle but slightly to the right. We walked towards, hearing the muffled, but audible screams and shouts from the obvious person. It made me tremble with anger. Just knowing this was the slightest of my fault, made me angry with myself. I sighed and Harry walked in front of me, openening the door. He looked back at me and smirked. I didn't know of any reasoning to why he would do that, well I didn't know until I walked into Niall's home. I clenched my fists, looking away holding back tears. Oasis was tied up against this podium Niall had infront of the kitchen, bare only in her undergarments. She was covered in bloody gashes and lacerations. All I could do was look away, I couldn't look her in the eye. She screamed, and drips of blood could be heard from where I stood. The smell of fresh blood was undeniably unbearable and I couldn't stand it. "Stop." Harry looked at me, sending a seemingly disapproving look. 

"Stop, she doesn't deserve this." Harry turned towards me. "And why not?" he demanded. "Because, she doesn't know what to do, how to respond, or even what all of this is, and what you guys have dragged her into." Harry brought a knife to my throat. "Don't tempt me, bitch. Anybody deserves this shit because it's what we want to do to her. It's not up to you. You're just a fuck toy for me to have." he smiled and held the knife closer to my throat, breaking some skin and small red dots of blood were formed. "Well wasn't I brought here to talk to her?" I rebutled, making him huff in frustration knowing that the fact was true. He removed the knife from my throat. He nodded at Niall and he untied her, throwing her on the floor. She screamed in pain and slowly crawled her way towards me. I fell to my knees and wrapped my shaking arms around her body. "Shh, it's ok, I'm here." Harry walked out of the room, leaving me alone with Niall, who after a while, left too. "Are you OK?" I questioned. She nodded but the grimace look of pain said otherwise. "I'll be right back." I stood and she fell, huddling over in fear and coldness. I walked around trying to find the bathroom. I found it and looked in medicine cabinets for any peroxide to clean her wounds with and possibly some rags and a towel to keep her warm. I found all the needed supplies and walked back to her. 

I fell on my kness spilling everything in front of me. "Im gonna clean you up. OK?" she nodded and I went to get a cup of water from the kitchen. Grabbing a glass I filled it up and set it on the island. I went back over to Oasis and pulled her up, taking her to a barstool. "Sit and I'll clean you up." I dipped the rag in water and started cleaning any access blood around the wounds and any drips of it. I hurridly cleaned up the blood and cleaned it out with peroxide. I wrapped up all of her wounds, none of them deep enough for stitches. I smiled at her, feeling guilty. "Hey, do you have any clothes?" she shrugged. I walked away from her, searching for irish blonde. I found him in what looked like a dark hole in the room. "Hey, Uh, do you have any clothes for Oasis?" He looked at me and rolled his eyes. "No, but here. She can wear a big t-shirt and a pair of sweats of mine." He handed me the clothes and told me to leave. I walked back and got her changed and wrapped a blanket around her, warming her chilled skin. "Thanks, I thought I would never see you again. You scared me." I smiled at her, giving her a small embrace. "Yeah. you might begin to like it here. Niall may be different than Harry. For your sake, I hope he is anyways." she nodded. "How long has it been?" I shrugged. "Even though its only been a couple days it feels like eternity." she smiled. "So why did Harry bring you over?" I looked at her, wondering wether I should tell her the truth or not. But the answer spoke for itself. "He told me to come here and lie to you, telling you how wonderful it is, when you know it's not." she nodded. "I cant lie to my bestfriend. It's mentally impossible." she nodded again. "Hey, are you hungry or tired? I can make some food if you like. This kitchen looks the same as Harry's, so it shouldn't be difficult to find everything." she declined. "No, I'm good. I'm just tired." She stood up, and walked to the couch, laying down. I walked over to her and sat down. "Cuddle with me?" she questioned, looking up at me with watering eyes. "Sure." we layed down and she let out soft sobs while she layed against my chest, falling asleep at peace. I kissed her forehead and fell asleep against her head. Falling deeply into my safe haven.

Sorry its a short chapter. This chapter was just more of a filler on Oasis and hopefully soon I could get back into the story line and back to everything. I hope everything is enjoyable and is easy to understand and get into. But just having 108 reads is amazing. Thanks to everybody who has read this story. Well hopefully I can start the next chapter and have it published by the end of the week.