17. Chapter 17
I gasp as my eyes suddenly shoot open. I groan as I feel a painful throbbing sensation run all the way down my right arm instantly reminding me of the traumatic event. Did I pass out?
“Ahhh look who finally decided to wake up.” I hear the familiar voice say from somewhere in the room. The person steps forward into the light and I am instantly met with his intense green gaze.
“You’ve been out cold for quite some time now.” He says disappointingly. I narrow my eyes at him.
“How long?” I ask him slowly.
“5 maybe 6 hours.” He says nonchantly. What?! I must have lost a lot of blood. I look at him horrified but my horror quickly turns into anger. He did this to me. To be honest I couldn’t care less anymore. I’ve already been raped, abused and cut so what more could happen to me now?
“You. Fucking. Heartless. Piece of shit.” I say through gritted teeth while swinging my legs off of the bed.
“You did this to me.” I say referring to my arm keeping his menacing glare.
“Look bitch. I wouldn’t have done it if you hadn’t tried to run away!” he hisses at me taking a threatening step forward but I couldn’t give a shit. Actually, the pain in my arm seemed to give me more courage.
“Well if you hadn’t kidnapped me in the first place then we wouldn’t be having this problem!” I snap back at him and his anger heightens drastically. His eyes instantly turn black as he starts walking towards me but I for once, stand my ground. He stands face to face with me and reaches over before slapping me hard on the face where that blonde guy also slapped me before. I squeal and instantly cup my throbbing cheek. Great now I have to worry about that too.
That son of a bitch. I turn to look at him in horror.
“I could never hate anyone more than I hate you right now. You disgust me and I hope you rot in hell.” I seethe at him only angering him more.
“Do you want a repeat of what happened to your arm?” he threatens and I laugh bitterly in his face. I am actually quite surprised myself with my sudden confidence. Go me!
“Go ahead. Do it. Why not kill me while you’re at it?” I say bitterly. He looks shocked for a moment before his rage comes back again. He swiftly grasps the end of my hair and tugs it sharply downwards causing me to whimper in pain.
“Don’t tempt me babe.” He says in the same tone before harshly shoving me backwards sending me flying and landing painfully on the bed. I squeeze my eyes shut expecting him to climb on top of me and rape me like the others. Him and Zayn are the only ones who haven’t raped me yet. But he doesn’t and I frown as I slowly open my eyes to see him standing there with an unreadable expression on his face. Whut?
He looks pissed at himself as he shoves a hand through his curls. Suddenly he turns and walks out of the room not forgetting to lock the door behind him.
What the actual fuck just happened?! I stare at the locked door in anger and utter confusion. I will never understand him. I still have no idea why he kidnapped me and it’s eating me away. My mom is probably worried sick. I smile at myself for the first time in a while. It is actually the first time I have mentioned her since I got kidnapped. I’m such a terrible daughter…
I jump as I hear shouting from the other side of the door. It sounded like Harry and someone else. However their voices were muffled so I couldn’t hear what they were shouting about. The door suddenly flies open and another brown haired guy from Harry’s gang enters. He quickly shuts the door behind him and turns to stare at me. I haven’t seen him since school. Where has he been? Has he come to rape me?
“Hello there.” He says softly. Ok what in hell is going on? I’m so confused. First Harry gets angry and leaves me for no reason and then this guy enters and starts being nice to me?
“Hi?” I answer confused. He chuckles and comes to sit beside me. I shuffle away from him and look at him extremely confused.
“Who are you?” I ask him.
“Liam.” He answers casually as if there was nothing weird about this situation. I look at him, waiting for him to rape me or something and he just looks at me confused. Come on! Just get it over with!
“What?” he asks confused. Is he being serious?
“Well aren’t you going to rape me or something?” I ask him bitterly. He looks at me shocked.
“Urm no. I don’t do that kind of thing. That’s why you haven’t seen much of me.” He says almost apologetically. Oh.
“Then what do you want?” I ask him rather rudely. Well you can’t blame me! He’s in a gang for crying out loud! He’s supposed to hurt me!
“I want to help you.” He says more quietly. Excuse me? Did I hear him right?
“Help me?” I ask him shocked.
“Help you get out of here.” Oh god. Now I’m SERIOUSLY confused.
“But why do you want help me?” I ask while frowning at him.
“Let’s just say that Harry and I aren’t on the best of terms.” He says scowling at Harry’s name. That’s probably what all the shouting was about…
I sit and just stare at him. Was this a test or is he genuinely being serious? Only one way to find out.
“Ok….how are you planning on helping me?” I ask. He smiles warmly at me. It’s so weird seeing a gang member like him smile.
“Just leave it to me love.” He says while standing up. Where is he going?
“If you listen to me then I can get you out of here by tonight.” He says distractedly. Tonight? Wow. I nod my head at him and he smiles again before walking out.
Ok….why is he helping me? Is it a test? He wouldn’t betray his own gang like that would he?
URGH. I’M SO CONFUSED.