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I look down at my body, hating every inch that was covered in bruises or scrapes. My eyes trace down the exposed skin, taking in the huge cluster of purple spots on my right side and stomach. My heart was racing. I don't know why I'm here, or who's on the other end of the door. "Is she here?" I hear a male voice with an Irish accent ask. I see the man nod, and he opens the door all the way to expose a group of four men. Once they enter the room I pull my arms over my chest, trying to cover up as much of my bruised skin as possible. They all look at me, continuing in their path they stop when they're right in front of me. "She's perfect." One of them says. He has on a black suit, that compliments his light skin and green eyes perfectly. "I'm Harry." He says. "Anna." I say barely loud enough for anyone to hear. "This is Louis," he points to the one in the hoodie. "Niall," the man in purple pants and a black shirt smiles when he's introduced. "And this is Liam." He motions to the one in a grey suit. Liam walks around me, the other boys follow, but Niall stays in front of me. His left hand goes to the bruised area that still hurt to the touch. I shut my eyes from the pain when his fingers make contact. He immediately removes his hand, "Does that hurt?" I look at him, and nod my head a bit. His blue eyes go back to my stomach, and his hand reaches the bruises again. His finger tips just barely graze the area and it's soothing rather than painful. "What happened?" He asks, and the other boys look at him, then to me wanting to know as well. I shake my head. The three boys go back to observing me but Niall keeps his eyes on mine. He turns his head to the man who had brought me here. "Get her something to wear." He says.

!!TRIGGER WARNING: descriptions of abuse, drug use, ED and sex.!!