He was running for his life. He didn’t know of where to go, he let his feet take him somewhere far away from him. Louis cried out for help but every light on the street went black, ignoring the boy who was on a timer for his life. Louis ran into the deep woods hoping he would lose his nightmare, but the nightmare would know where he was at. Louis looked around the trees inhaling the small amount of air he took in then climbed a tree. He climbed just enough that the nightmare would never find him. The nightmare called out his name, Louis hugged the tree tighter hoping the nightmare couldn’t see the little boy in the dark. He heard the nightmare’s voice fade away and couple minutes passed, Louis climbed down the tree and began to run the opposite direction. How could his nightmare do that to him? Be so cold hearted to take his only thing of living away from him before his eyes just because it was different. Louis had tears rolling down his face, he looked back behind him not seeing the nightmare but then he ran into something hard, making Louis fall back on the cold, wet ground.

“Louis, you know it’s not nice to run away from your loving father. For running away and not taking the gun, I guess I should give you your punishment,” Louis’s father said with a smile.

Louis’s father grabbed Louis be the neck and tossed him to a tree then tied his hands together behind the tree. Louis’s father then shoved gauze in his mouth to prevent any sound. Louis’s father then dragged a body with a black bag on its head in front of Louis, muffling noises, squirming around fighting Louis’s father until Louis’s father hit the body on the head making it shut up. Louis’s father laughed as he pulled out a small hand gun from his coat pocket. Louis’s eyes got big, his father was going to shoot him and the other person.

“Louis, you understand that I really do care about you and this would have never happened if you would have listened to me and doing my commands,” Louis’s father puts a bullet in the gun then cocks it back. “Now this is you punishment for not listening.”

Louis’s father takes the bag off the person’s head, Louis fought to untie the rope, tears fall on his face, trying to scream telling he’s father to stop that he would do anything.

“Is there any last words you would say to your poor buddy here?” Louis’s father chuckled. Louis tried his best to free himself but before his father pulled the trigger, Louis’s feet slid under his father’s leg knocking him to the ground with a bang.

Louis woke up with a loud crying scream, sweat falling down his face, looking around his room as he turned on his bed room lights. His father was never here nor would he ever but the dream was so real. Harry got up from the bed to see Louis lying back down all shook up. Harry looked at Louis’s bare chest then he carefully noticed the faint scars on his arms, back, either deep or not there were scars. Harry ran his fingers along the scars on Louis’s back, Maybe for each scar there was a story for them.

Louis felt Harry touch the scars then turned around to met Harry’s face that was full of questions. Harry turned Louis body so he could see the front of Louis’s chest. There were more scars on the front than the back. Harry traced the little scars as if he was connecting the dots of what happened then looked at Louis’s arms to his wrist. The scars got deeper and deeper further down his arms to his wrist. Harry placed a soft kiss on both of Louis's wrist then looked back up to Louis with a serious face. Harry took off his sweater and his shirt showing Louis the same looking scars on Harrys body as Harry stood up from the bed. Louis got up and walked over to Harry in amazement. over the tall boy as he stood next Harry. There were two swallows on his chest looking at each other but the swallow on his left side covered a long scar, as if someone tried to kill him and to hide it he used a bird.

"Harry, who did this to you?" Louis asked. Harry put his head down to the ground then Louis lifted up Harrys head with a smile as he continues to trace the scars. The lower Louis got with the scars, Harry stopped Louis at Harry's waistline shaking his head. Louis stood on his toes wrapping his hands around Harry's neck, "I'm going to fix you, Harry."

Then Harry gave a smile and for the first time Harry opened his mouth just for Louis, "Fix you too Louis."

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