Taken by Surprise

Live life for the moment because everything else is uncertain.
-Louis Tomlinson<3
What happens when One Direction gets kidnapped with their girlfriends and opening act? Will they make it out alive and if they do will one haunting mistake kill them instead?
Find out in Taken by Surprise.


61. This Is It.

Louis' POV
I opened my eyes. I looked around. Almost everyone else was asleep. I must've fallen asleep. We were still in the room. I was actually sitting with my sisters. Daisy and Phoebe were peacefully sleeping and Lottie was actually the only other one awake besides me. awake."Louis?" Lottie said "Do you think we'll survive?" She asked. I didn't know what to say.Her question took me off guard. I didn't think we would. But should I tell her that? Should I tell her we will? Should I tell her... "Louis?" Lottie said taking me out of my thoughts. "Oh sorry." I said "Lottie. I honestly don't know. But you know I'll protect you no matter what. All of you. You mean the world to me. I will risk my own life to save anyone of you." I said seriously. "Wow Louis. I've never seen you be so serious before. I don't know if I like it or not but thank you. I'd do the same for you. I love you so much Louis." She said and then we were silent. Until the door was slammed open again. Everyone shot up awakened immediately by the loud bang of the door.Before we could say anything Tim walked over to Daisy, and yanked her up by the hair. "Daisy!" I shouted. "You're comming with me." He said and Daisy screamed. They started walking out the door. I couldn't believe this! Daisy of all people. The youngest. The weakest. I had to do something. "No wait!" I yelled standing up. He turned around. "Take me instead." He harshly threw Daisy down, walked over, grabbed me by the colar and smiled as he pulled me out of the room.
Daisy's POV
" No wait. Take me instead!" Louis said. Tim harshly threw me down and walked over to Louis smiling. He grabbed his colar and before we could say anything yanked him out of the room slamming the door behind him. A second later, Keith came in. With a... TV?. He just walked in, put the TV in front of us, plugged it in, and walked out.We were all to scared to say anything. We were all confused as to why the TV was in here when suddenly it turned onrevealong a room I assumed to be a basement. We were still confused when suddenly a door burst open in the room on the television and in walked Tim dragging Louis behind him.
Louis' POV
After he dragged me out of the room he took me down to the basement. He closed the door behind him and pushed me to the center of the room. Then he grabbed my shirt and ripped it off my body. He then proceeded to rip off my jeans. After that he grabbed me by the hair and took me over to a stckade. You know those things they used in anchient times with three holes. One for a head, two for hands.Anyways then he pushed me into it with a gun held to my head. So I didn't object. He then closed it. Making me unable to move my head or arms. What's he planning to do? Just then I got my answer as I felt a sharp pain in my back. I yelled out in pain. He whipped me.Not with a regualar whip. Oh no. This one had something sharp in it. Something that hurt. Something that hurt like hell. He kept whipping and whipping me. I screamedout in pain louder than I ever had. The fact that I was only in my boxers made it worse. Much worse. As I was torchured I counted. I counted each lash of the whip I received. Each cry in pain that came out of my mouth. As he reached about ten I began to see blood hit the ground around me. I was feeling it go down my back but now I was seeing a little pool form around me. I kept counting. I kept counting every terrible crack the whip made as it decended upon my back. It was absolutly the worst thing I have felt in my entire life. By about the twenty-sixth time I felt the whip I began smelling blood. My blood. It was so vile. I'm actually glad that I couldn't see my back. I could just imagine the flesh coming off with each whip I felt. Ew so gross don't think about this Louis. You're doing this for your family. Your girlfriend. You're best friends. By the time he reached about thirty I began feeling like I would black out. I had read somewhere or heard from someone maybe, that after forty lashes from a whip a human would die. As I reached thirty-eight I realized I was getting near. This was it.This was the end. I received one more lash then blacked out. I guess I'll wake up in Heaven.

A/n hey guys thanks again for 1000 views!!!!! Keep it up please! Anyways sorry for hurting Louis. I love him too. But think about the number of lashings he recieved before you freak out and stop reading! This was a weird and kind of gross chapter but for some reason I was excited to write it. I really like it.
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