Abrial's POV

I was sleeping and dreaming a happy dream when all of a sudden I get a stinging feeling in my legs. I hurry to open my eyes and find Brandon standing there with a whip. He looks at Caden and tells him to come here. He places the whip in his hand and tells him to hit me. I tried to say something, but realized that they had gagged me.

Caden steps forward and Brandon whispers something in his ear and Caden looks angry. He looks at me and glares before hitting me across my face. I screamed so hard. That hurt, I mean seriously hurt. He comes toward me and unhooks my ankles and wrists. He stands me up and tells me to turn around. I know what he's going to do. Here we go. He hits me across my back and rib cages making me arch my back and scream bloody murder every painful strike.

Not to long after I am in so much pain that I can't say anything. Just sit on the floor and stare at the dirty, rusty wall. Tears run down my face like a waterfall. How cruel. He has never looked at me with so much anger or hit me. I wonder what Brandon told him to make him so mad. Isis walks in with teary eyes and has to basically drag my aching body to the bathroom. She sets me on the counter, where my night clothes are. She tells me that she went in my "room" and got them out of my bag.

She runs some bath water for me while she examines my welts from the whip. She lightly swipes her fingers across them. Even that hurt. She turns off the water and before she leaves, I ask her if she would help me get undressed and put my hair up.

After she shuts the door, I get in the tub wincing every move I make. Talk about a bad awakening, yeah I am not liking my punishment. I sit in the tub and think about my horrible life. Feeling guilty for not trying harder to get Isis away from Brandon. I could have prevented all of this. Now I'm getting angry. I got out of the tub and after I was done getting dressed I looked at the mark on my face from Caden. All this anger built up inside of me and before I knew it I felt a pain in my wrist and all I saw was broken glass. I heard footsteps.

"What the fuck happened in here?!"

Brandon. I hate him. I glare at him and walk away leaving him to the mess. He pulls me by my hair right when I get by the door. He slams me down on the glass and tells me to clean it up with my bare hands. This is going to hurt. I picked up the sharp pieces of glasses feeling a cut every so often. I finally cleaned it all up, that's when Brandon smirked and walked out. I went down the hall and found Isis folding clothes.

"Isis, can we talk for a minute."

She looked panicked, she probably thought I was Brandon. I would panic to after all that he has done to me. She agrees to talk and I start helping her fold clothes.

"Look, I just got here and I feel horrible.I could have prevented you from living like this."

She gasps and looks at me shocked. She shakes her head.

"It's not your fault, I should have listened to you about Brandon."

"Look, we're going to make it out of here somehow and someday."

We talked for about 45 minutes until we had finished folding the clothes.

~2 weeks later~

I was helping Isis with dinner when I remembered that I forgot something in my room. As I walk down the hallway, I hear yelling. I walk toward the room when I hear a shot fired. I hear Isis scream and I cover my mouth. I crack the door and find Brandon carrying Caden's body to a corner. He covered Caden's body with a cover. He turned around and before I could leave he caught me. He grabbed my throat and held me against the wall. I started feeling lightheaded, that's when Isis came in. I told her to run, I gave her the look before she ran out the house. Brandon didn't even bother to go after her. He let me go after I passed out. I woke up and I was in Brandon's bed.

He was stroking my face, he looked at me and smiled. I panicked and jumped out of the bed. He got off the bed and came over to me. He grabbed my hand and laid me down on the bed I started freaking and I was trying to escape his powerful hold. He grabbed me and raped me. I couldn't take all this, so I passed out.

~3 weeks later~

I found out I was pregnant a week ago. I saw Isis on the news, she looked devastated. She said she was doing her best to get me out of here. She said she was sorry that I now have to go through what she went through. I forgave her.

Brandon takes me shopping sometimes. He is so happy to be having a baby. Today he wants to go shopping for the baby. We made it to the mall when I saw someone I never expected to see. All the boys and their girls. They all looked at me and ran to me. Brandon put me behind him and gave them a dirty look. The girls looked confused and so did the boys.

I stepped in front of Brandon and told Brandon to calm down.

"Hey guys, nice seeing you."

I faked a smile and I knew they noticed that.

"This is my-" Brandon interrupted me

"Boyfriend."

"Boyfriend, Brandon." I stood there waiting for their answer. They all looked shocked. I mouthed "Help me" to them and neither one of them got it but Louis. He looked and nodded his head. I turned around and told Brandon that I was going to the bathroom. I asked the girls to come help me with "lady problems". They agreed and I walked to the bathroom, them following behind. I get in there and explain to them what happened and tell them not to say that I told them. I start rubbing my stomach. Baby problems.

I waited and we talked before I hear police outside say "Get down!" I am scared for the baby and I's life so I get down on my knees. The girls start panicking and I try to calm them down. After silence I hear somebody come into the bathroom. I see that it's all four boys. Where's Zayn?

"He was hurt." Did I say that out loud?

"Oh my goodness, what happened?" Perrie and I screamed in unison.

"He and Brandon got into a heated argument and things turned bad." Harry said worriedly.

"Well, where's Brandon?" I wait for an answer.

"He's getting arrested right now."

"I want to see him." All the boys look at me like I'm crazy.

We walk out to the cop car and I see Brandon, I ask the cop if I can talk to him for a minute.

"Hey Brandon, you asshole. You thought you could keep me forever. Well fuck you cause look at you now. Sitting in the back of the cop car. Be prepared for time in jail, because I am definitely reporting your ass.You know, I am happy that this baby doesn't have to grow up with you as a father. He or she would be miserable. I just came to say bye and go to hell!" I flipped him off and walked away with my hand on my stomach. Whoa pregnancy hormones sure do get you.

I walked over to the boys and hugged all of them. I'll never forget when Louis looked to me and said.

"Can we start over?" I looked at him like he was nuts. I sighed before answering.

"Why me?"

"You have given me life, I can't leave now."

"It's not yours. It's his.

"I'm still here aren't I?"

I gave him a big grin before kissing him passionately. Everybody cheered for us and we both pulled away to watch Brandon fade in the distance in the back of the cop car. We smiled before walking away and going to a place I feel like I can finally call home.

Notes

The end, my dear children. Yes, this story was short, but I'm making a sequel!

Well, read my new story. Stay for Her, Please?

Thanks for reading and....