I Liked It Better Before
Chapter 2
Harry's POV
I walk down to the basement where we kept Louis. He was another person we kid napped to take with us on our journey. We need them. He was asleep but I woke him by punching him. He woke startled.
"What the hell was that for?", I didn't answer I just told him what I wanted him to know.
"Later tonight I will be bringing another person down here for you to stay with. She will be going with us. Don't tell her anything about the journey we're about to go on if you do I won't wait to kill you. I'll just do it now.", he nodded his head. I think I can believe him.
"Good.", I walk upstairs again ready to give Heather her punishment..
Heather's POV
I can't believe that just happened. I'm underage. Why would he do something like that? Who would do that to somebody whose pretty much just a kid? I'm only fourteen years old! I heard footsteps come up the stairs and down the hall.
"Come on bitch!", it was Harry. I didn't answer. I just sat where I was still scared over what happened earlier. They are terrible people. Harry walks into the room and pulls me up out of my place in the corner.
"I'm taking you somewhere else. You can't stay up here.", once he says this I realize I have no idea where I'm at. Did they already take me across the country or am I still at home?
"Where am I?", I yell. Harry ignores me and picks me up throwing me over his shoulder. I scream as loud as I can.
"Shut up!", he yells hitting my body against the wall. I bite my bottom lip trying not to scream again. Harry slams open a door to a staircase leading into the basement, or dungeon is probably Harry and Zayn calls it. Once were to the bottom of the stairs he sets me down. I look around to find ropes and chains and all kinds of scary stuff.. I looked to the corner to find a young boy who looks to be a few years older than me.
"Now remember Louis. Don't tell her anything.", the boy nodded. Harry threw me down.
"Stay here if you even try to get away I will find you and kill you.", I nodded. Harry looked at me for a moment before walking back up the staircase. Louis and I sat in silence for a few moments.
"Don't be scared.", he said softly. I looked at him. How could he not be scared?
"What do you mean?", he smiled. If I went through this everyday I wouldn't be smiling.
"I can look at you and see the how scared you are. I promise they won't kill you. I've been here for a month now. I ran away twice and I'm still living aren't I?", I looked at him. He looks serious but I'm not taking any chances.
"How did they find you?", I ask he shrugged his shoulders.
"They just did.", i looked away from him.
"Did they kill your family too?", I whisper. He rushed to me wrapping his arms around me.
"They did. I know it hurts and that your life will never be the same but I promise it gets better.", at this point I was sobbing into his chest and he didn't seem to mind he just held me.
Louis' POV
I hold this girl in my arms as she cries into my chest. I try to comfort her the best I can. I start to sing to her to try to calm her. A few minutes pass and she's quiet she's just resting her head on my chest.
"You have a beautiful voice.", she whispered. I didn't reply I just kept singing to her. I sang to her until she fell asleep. As she slept I studied her face. She's beautiful and..
***
"What in the hell?", Harry asks waking me from my dream about Heather. He woke her up too by the way..
"What?", I ask pushing her away.
"Did you tell her anything? Did he tell you anything?",
"What? Tell me what?",
"Good. Nothing. I'll go get you something to eat.", Harry went back upstairs.
"What does he normal feed you?", she asks. I never did get her name.
"Bread, cheese, soup nothing special.", she nodded.
"Could I get your name?",
"It's Heather.", she doesn't look like a Heather I as thinking maybe Jessica or Sky.
**
I ate my bread and cheese while watching Heather pick at her food. She looked like she hasn't ate in days.
"Aren't you hungry?", I ask she just nods her head no.
"Well you've been in here with me for about four and a half hours. You have got to be hungry.",
"I can't eat.", when she said this I figured she was a kid who got mad fun of for her weight.
"I'm depressed. I'm sad and maybe if I don't eat I will die of starvation.", she said this as if it didn't matter if she died.
"Don't talk like that. You're amazing.",
"Why? It's not like I have any family left who would miss me!", i put my bread down and looked at her.
"What about your friends?",
"You mean Nikki and Samantha? Well Nikki would always be to drunk to care and from what I was told Samantha doesn't even like me, so why would they care?", I didn't know what to say. What if I just make her even sadder and she starts to cry again. I can't stand to see her cry from what I saw earlier.
"See and you don't know what to say because you just realized that I truly am alone with no to miss me or to even talk to. I bet my friends are partying right now. Hell i bet there glad I'm gone.", she acts as if she doesn't care but I know she cares. I can look at her and tell she is suffering depression. It won't leave her alone. Although I've been through the same stuff I wasn't this depressed. In fact I wasn't depressed at all I didn't care. I hated the life I had before. Honestly it was worse than this one.
"What's depression like?", I ask. She takes a minute to think then answers with,
"It's like your drowning. Except you can see everyone around you breathing.", she whispers and tears start to fall.
"It gets better, and..", she cuts me off with,
"Stop! Quit telling me it gets better! I've only felt like this for a few days but it enough to know that this will never get better. Ever..", she started out yelling but it turned into a whisper.
"I'm sorry. I hope it gets better.", she just looks at me. We sit in silence for a few minutes.
"I think you need to get some sleep.",
"You don't know what I need. I need to get out of here. No. What i need to do is go back in time and say good bye to my mom. Or at least change things so this never would have happened.", I wish I could help her. I glance over to the windows on the basement leading out to the backyard of the house.
"You see those windows over there?", Heather turned her head in search for them. She nodded.
"What about them?",
"If you can go upstairs and find something I can pry them open with I can get you out of here.", she looked back in forth from me and the windows.
"Why don't you run upstairs and get something?",
"Be opaque they would kill me. You? They wouldn't kill you not until they get their business taking care if anyway.",
"I think I'll stay here. What am I suppose to do after I get away?",
"Find food, money, shelter.",
"Where am I going to get money for all that shit?", she asks.
"Steal of you have too.",
I walk down to the basement where we kept Louis. He was another person we kid napped to take with us on our journey. We need them. He was asleep but I woke him by punching him. He woke startled.
"What the hell was that for?", I didn't answer I just told him what I wanted him to know.
"Later tonight I will be bringing another person down here for you to stay with. She will be going with us. Don't tell her anything about the journey we're about to go on if you do I won't wait to kill you. I'll just do it now.", he nodded his head. I think I can believe him.
"Good.", I walk upstairs again ready to give Heather her punishment..
Heather's POV
I can't believe that just happened. I'm underage. Why would he do something like that? Who would do that to somebody whose pretty much just a kid? I'm only fourteen years old! I heard footsteps come up the stairs and down the hall.
"Come on bitch!", it was Harry. I didn't answer. I just sat where I was still scared over what happened earlier. They are terrible people. Harry walks into the room and pulls me up out of my place in the corner.
"I'm taking you somewhere else. You can't stay up here.", once he says this I realize I have no idea where I'm at. Did they already take me across the country or am I still at home?
"Where am I?", I yell. Harry ignores me and picks me up throwing me over his shoulder. I scream as loud as I can.
"Shut up!", he yells hitting my body against the wall. I bite my bottom lip trying not to scream again. Harry slams open a door to a staircase leading into the basement, or dungeon is probably Harry and Zayn calls it. Once were to the bottom of the stairs he sets me down. I look around to find ropes and chains and all kinds of scary stuff.. I looked to the corner to find a young boy who looks to be a few years older than me.
"Now remember Louis. Don't tell her anything.", the boy nodded. Harry threw me down.
"Stay here if you even try to get away I will find you and kill you.", I nodded. Harry looked at me for a moment before walking back up the staircase. Louis and I sat in silence for a few moments.
"Don't be scared.", he said softly. I looked at him. How could he not be scared?
"What do you mean?", he smiled. If I went through this everyday I wouldn't be smiling.
"I can look at you and see the how scared you are. I promise they won't kill you. I've been here for a month now. I ran away twice and I'm still living aren't I?", I looked at him. He looks serious but I'm not taking any chances.
"How did they find you?", I ask he shrugged his shoulders.
"They just did.", i looked away from him.
"Did they kill your family too?", I whisper. He rushed to me wrapping his arms around me.
"They did. I know it hurts and that your life will never be the same but I promise it gets better.", at this point I was sobbing into his chest and he didn't seem to mind he just held me.
Louis' POV
I hold this girl in my arms as she cries into my chest. I try to comfort her the best I can. I start to sing to her to try to calm her. A few minutes pass and she's quiet she's just resting her head on my chest.
"You have a beautiful voice.", she whispered. I didn't reply I just kept singing to her. I sang to her until she fell asleep. As she slept I studied her face. She's beautiful and..
***
"What in the hell?", Harry asks waking me from my dream about Heather. He woke her up too by the way..
"What?", I ask pushing her away.
"Did you tell her anything? Did he tell you anything?",
"What? Tell me what?",
"Good. Nothing. I'll go get you something to eat.", Harry went back upstairs.
"What does he normal feed you?", she asks. I never did get her name.
"Bread, cheese, soup nothing special.", she nodded.
"Could I get your name?",
"It's Heather.", she doesn't look like a Heather I as thinking maybe Jessica or Sky.
**
I ate my bread and cheese while watching Heather pick at her food. She looked like she hasn't ate in days.
"Aren't you hungry?", I ask she just nods her head no.
"Well you've been in here with me for about four and a half hours. You have got to be hungry.",
"I can't eat.", when she said this I figured she was a kid who got mad fun of for her weight.
"I'm depressed. I'm sad and maybe if I don't eat I will die of starvation.", she said this as if it didn't matter if she died.
"Don't talk like that. You're amazing.",
"Why? It's not like I have any family left who would miss me!", i put my bread down and looked at her.
"What about your friends?",
"You mean Nikki and Samantha? Well Nikki would always be to drunk to care and from what I was told Samantha doesn't even like me, so why would they care?", I didn't know what to say. What if I just make her even sadder and she starts to cry again. I can't stand to see her cry from what I saw earlier.
"See and you don't know what to say because you just realized that I truly am alone with no to miss me or to even talk to. I bet my friends are partying right now. Hell i bet there glad I'm gone.", she acts as if she doesn't care but I know she cares. I can look at her and tell she is suffering depression. It won't leave her alone. Although I've been through the same stuff I wasn't this depressed. In fact I wasn't depressed at all I didn't care. I hated the life I had before. Honestly it was worse than this one.
"What's depression like?", I ask. She takes a minute to think then answers with,
"It's like your drowning. Except you can see everyone around you breathing.", she whispers and tears start to fall.
"It gets better, and..", she cuts me off with,
"Stop! Quit telling me it gets better! I've only felt like this for a few days but it enough to know that this will never get better. Ever..", she started out yelling but it turned into a whisper.
"I'm sorry. I hope it gets better.", she just looks at me. We sit in silence for a few minutes.
"I think you need to get some sleep.",
"You don't know what I need. I need to get out of here. No. What i need to do is go back in time and say good bye to my mom. Or at least change things so this never would have happened.", I wish I could help her. I glance over to the windows on the basement leading out to the backyard of the house.
"You see those windows over there?", Heather turned her head in search for them. She nodded.
"What about them?",
"If you can go upstairs and find something I can pry them open with I can get you out of here.", she looked back in forth from me and the windows.
"Why don't you run upstairs and get something?",
"Be opaque they would kill me. You? They wouldn't kill you not until they get their business taking care if anyway.",
"I think I'll stay here. What am I suppose to do after I get away?",
"Find food, money, shelter.",
"Where am I going to get money for all that shit?", she asks.
"Steal of you have too.",
Notes
Sorry it's so short and sorry for taking so long to update. I've been having a lot going on lately and I'm depressed and alone and have nobody to talk to so..Anyway things for reading(:
Loves you!!
-Joey
