Through the Pain

Isadora's POV



I sprinted all the way across the room and found out that the door was locked. COME ONNN!!!! So close. I figit with my fingers to try to get the door unlocked, just when I hear the click I feel two fern hands on my hips. "Wow, wow, wow, where do you think your going" I hear an conserned voice say. Instantly pain shoots through my entier body, and I fall to the ground in pain. "Aww" I screech, while shriveling up into a ball. "Mate, Stop, Your hurting her" another one says. I start to cry uncontrollably. My life is over. I will never be free. I will always be stuck.

Five seconds later, I feel myself being lifted up, and carried away from the door. "Please-don't-hurt-me" I weep between sobs "I will do anything please" I say continuing to cry. " just don't hurt meee" the tears continue to pour down like a waterfall. "I won't hurt you love" he say, he is the same one who caught me at the door. I look up at his face to see beautiful dark brown eyes. His hair is shorter on the sides and styled on the top.

He carries me up stairs and sets me on the bed i woke in. Then sits down at the end of it. "I am Liam" he say while putting out his hand for me to shake. All I do is stare at him and don't dare to say a word. "I won't hurt you, you can trust me". I believe him "Isadora" I say looking down at my palms. I see Liam smile out of the corner of my eye, i then look down and blush. "That's a beautiful name." He said gentaly, staring into my hazel eyes. I was to nervous to say anything, so I just gave him a small, hafe smile, still looking down at the duvet covers.


Liam's POV

What had happened to her, she looked so scared and hurt when I touched her. Who would do something so cruel? What has she been through? How much? How long? I want to know everything about her. "What happen to you?" I let the words slip before I could filter them. Oh god what did I just do....great, nice job Liam. She looks shocked of what I just asked her. But not really shocked just shaken. "I am sorry I shouldn't have asked" I apalogized. "No I can tell you....just where am I now?" She asked frightened of what the answer would be. "You are at our flat", "our?" She asked curiously "my mates and I's flat, we live together, when we found you we, we didn't want to just leave you.....so we brought you back here." I explained, hoping she wouldn't be mad. She doesn't say anything for a few seconds and then breathes in. "I was kidnaped when I was twelve, and just escaped yesterday." Takes another breath "I was running when I saw a fire.....that's when I passed out" she confessed with few tears spilling. I am shocked. "How old are you" I ask hopping she was younger than she looked. "I just turn twenty-one yesterday" she said looking at her lap again. Nine years. My eyes widen doing the math "nine years" I whisper to myself, not meaning to say it outloud. She nods her head yes. I feel a tear slip out of my eye. I feel terrible, angry, sad, and furious about how someone would do this. I can tell that she has been beaten, but what else did he do. She started to bawl and I scooted closer to her, and pull her into my arms, being careful that I don't hurt her, like last time. She took my offer and baried her head into my chest crying out the pain.

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