Fear

An ear piercing scream filled the air. and i couldn't help but look around myself feeling scared out of my mind. what kind of place was this?
Styles kept on walking like there wasn't anything unordinary going on, like he was used to it.
we kept walking further and further in to the warehouse, and on our way i saw at least 5 or 6 men standing and nodding their heads at Styles, why the hell does he need so many body guards?
at least if thats what they are...
we took a turn to the left and i was met with a horrifying scene.
4 men were standing around a bed with a bloody body that belonged to a woman lying on top of it. the woman was squirming and trying to get away from them but they had tied her down, she also was biting something like a stick.
i stopped dead in my tracks not being able to take another step.
Styles walked towards them and stood next to the bed. he started talking to one of the men but i couldn't comprehend what they were talking about, i was too lost in the bloody body in front of me.
"Rose come over here"
his voice unlike everyone else's expression and mood was surprisingly calm. my feet started walking towards him, disobeying what my mind was telling them to do, to run away.
when i walked up closer to them, everything seemed a hundred times worst. the awful smell of the woman's blood filled my nose and i couldn't help but choke.
Styles told me after i calmed down a little bit:
"Rose do you know what to do?"
i looked at her again much to my dislike, there was blood everywhere,the woman was pleading me with her eyes and i could see the pain in them, i needed to find where she was wounded.
ok keep it together Edwards, you can help this woman.and yourself.
i took a deep breath and told him:
"i need gloves"
Styles nodded his head towards one of the men and he gave me a pair of plastic gloves quickly, after i put them on, i took another deep breath to calm my nerves down and pulled her shirt up since that was were most of the blood was. she moved a lot under my hands.
i was right, right under her bra there was a wound, much like a hole...
oh my god, it's a bullet wound.
"this is a Bullet wound!"
i looked up to see Styles and the other men looking at me, Styles said:
"can you help her or not?"
i gulped and answered:
"i can't take the bullet out, but i can stop the bleeding for some time"
Styles nodded his head saying:
"Do it"
ok what should i do next, think Rose, think!
"i need to clean it first"
one of the men said:
"we only have water"
i nodded my head. it's supposed to work with water as well if i remember correctly, but it'll hurt like hell.
they gave me a water bottle and some cotton napkins, wow, i thought Styles would have a hospital for himself but looks like he's not into medical stuff.
or maybe he just doesn't waste them on anyone.
but he said this woman means something to her didn't he?
i shook my head to rid myself of unwanted thoughts and wet the napkins, before pouring the water around the wound, which made the woman scream and move violently, but the thing in her mouth silenced her scream.
i cleaned around the wound, being careful not to apply much pressure. after most of the blood was cleaned i said:
"i can't take the bullet out, so i'll just wrap it until you find someone who can, do you have bandages?"
the same man turned and looked through a bag on the ground. after a couple of seconds he turned back around and held them out in front of me to take them.
i gave him a small smile and he returned one.
i realized i can't do it alone so i said:
"she moves too much i can't do it myself, i need some one to help me."
After wrapping the bandage around her stomach with the help of 2 of the men, i looked up to Styles and told him:
"this is all i can do, it'll stop the bleeding for some time but you need to find a surgeon or take her to a hospital really soon if you want her to live through it"
i was panting because i was scared, this woman was coming closer to death every second. i don't know how she got in to this situation in the first place, but i know he's not going to help her, he knows how horrible her situation is, i know he does, if he wanted her to live he would've took her to a hospital a lot sooner than this, what i don't understand is why he wants her to live a little longer.
"you've done enough Rose, Joseph take her outside and wait for me"
the man he was talking with earlier nodded his head and walked up to me motioning for me to walk ahead.
i looked at Styles one last time and he returned the favor before i turned around and walked back from the way we came as fast as i could.
i practically ran threw the wooden boxes of god knows what that were arranged like a maze sort of thing, and something told me they were like this for a reason.
"wrong way love, you should've turned to your left"
his voice was really raspy, even raspier than styles, his british accent thick, and just by the way he spoke, you could tell he came from a long line of british people.
and i also think the name Joseph just, screams british.
"well i'm sorry i don't know here since it's my first time i'm in this murder house!"
i don't know what came over me but what ever it was, it gave me the nerve to shout at one of styles' men.
only, he chuckled saying:
"Styles always goes for the feisty ones"
i couldn't help but gag mentally, thinking about how many other women styles has been with. Probably more than countable.
instead of answering him i shot him a glare and turned around wanting to just get out of this pace, i felt like i would throw up any second, this time he followed me and i finally found the door.i tried opening the door but it wouldn't budge, i turned around to see the guy following me, or Joseph, standing there looking at me with humor in his eyes and a slight smirk.
"You really think the doors would be easy to open for you? Styles isn't that dumb"
he walked up to the door and knocked on it while half yelling:
"Open the doors, it's me Joseph"
not 5 seconds later the door made a cracking noise and started opening once again.Joseph walked outside and i followed him not wanting to stay in this place any more.
i looked to see the same men who styles was talking to, well was demanding to, earlier closing the door again once i stepped out.
"so!"
i jumped when i heard Joseph, he was leaning against one of the cars looking at me like he was trying to figure me out.
"Where did you and styles meet? i'm guessing by the way you look, it's been only one or two days since you met him right?"
i didn't want to answer him, hell i didn't even want to look at him, any of them.
"oh come on! i'm just trying to have a little bit of a conversation love. My names Joseph Morgan"
he waited for me to say anything but i kept my silence.
"this is the part where you're supposed to tell me your name"
he sighed and pouted much like a little kid. unlike Styles and his other workers i've seen till now, he wasn't as intimidating and frightening as them, he actually seemed friendly.
he's probably going to be the only person i can hold a conversation with. oh what the hell.
"My names Rosalie Edwards"
he snapped his head up and smiled while half yelling and opening his arms:
"And She talks ladies and gentlemen!"
a small smiled was tugging at my lips but i resisted the urge, he was different.
just then there was a loud knock on the door again and a voice saying something but behind it, but since i was far away from the door it came muffled to me, the same two men groaned and stood up from their place and opened the doors once again, this time 3 men walking out one being the man that gave me the bandages.
The one who helped me looked like he was having an argument with the other guy, and the third guy seemed annoyed by them.
they walked up to us and i saw Joseph rolling his eyes at them. when they got closer i could make out what they were saying, the one who helped me was saying:
".....wasn't my fault!"
"If you weren't such a moron and shot the goddamn woman he wouldn't be here at all and we wouldn't be out here waiting for him to decide if he would kill us or not!"
"If i didn't you wouldn't be standing here! and don't exaggerate Ian, He's not going to kill us"
"Don't you remember what he did to Misha!"
"What Misha did was unacceptable, he betrayed him. i would've done the same"
suddenly the third guy yelled:
"Will you both SHUT UP!"
they stopped talking but still sent each other glares. and if looks could kill, they both would've turned to ash by now.
i just stood there next to the car looking at my feet. Joseph asked from no one in particular:
"did he get what he wanted?"
by now i think by he they mean Styles.
the third guy answered:
"yup, thanks to this girl right here-"
he walked next to me and draped an arm around my shoulder making my heart beat a thousand time faster and my breathing to get quicker. he continued:
"the woman lived and could speak without screaming in pain or fainting because of blood loss, so he asked her what he wanted and she answered."
the guy who i think he's name was Ian said:
"what do you think he's going to do to her after? and Jensen you're giving the poor girl a heart attack."
the guy who was leaning on to me retrieved his hand and took a step back to where he was before and said with a slight chuckle:
"yeah sorry, sometimes i forget we're the bad guys to you-"
bad guys to me? what the hell does that mean?
"anyways, I'm Jensen"
i just looked at him not knowing what to do. he continued:
"right, still at the mute stage, i get it. this is Paul"
he pointed to the guy who gave me the bandages and he gave me slight smile just like inside, but this time there was something there in his eyes, pity.
Jensen pointed to the other guy and said:
"and this sarcastic rude cocky bastard, is Ian"
i really didn't know what to say at that introduction but Paul and Joseph both laughed and Jensen had this proud smirk on his face, While Ian rolled his eyes and looked at me smiling saying:
"don't pay attention to him."
Jensen said:
"moving on, this is Joseph"
a sentence wouldn't hurt right? and they don't seem that bad.
"I know, I'm Rosalie"
Jensen smiled brightly saying:
"nice to see you can talk Rosalie"
They were all undeniably handsome, each in their own way.
Jensen was the shortest, he had a nice face with green eyes. light brown hair and a nice smile. and he seemed like the down to earth kind of guy, laid back, like he didn't have care in the world. he was wearing baggy jeans and a dark green short sleeve shirt.
Ian had that mysterious bad boy thing about him, which i'm sure made all the girls swoon over him, he had jet black hair and pale skin with ocean blue eyes. he had a sharp jaw bone, but all that to a side, his face reminded me of a wolf. he was wearing black tight jeans, black short sleeve shirt and a black leather jacket to complete the bad boy style he was going for, but i have to admit it suited him completely.
Paul was like the complete opposite of Ian, he looked innocent and shy, light green eyes but not as light as Jensen's and brown hair, he seemed polite and had a nice smile. he was more build than the rest even though i could see all four of them had great bodies and you could practically see their abs from underneath their shirts. he was wearing dark blue jeans and a white shirt with a brown hoodie.
Joseph was well, he was the tallest, he had slight subtle on his face which made him attractive, light brown hair and baby blue eyes much lighter than Ian's. he was wearing a white loose v-neck and tight jeans.
and they were all young, probably from 20 to 24 tops. Jensen looking the oldest then Joseph,Ian and Paul.
but i mean styles himself doesn't look much older than 25.
"You didn't answer my question you know"
Ian's voice snapped me out of my drooling and for a moment i was embarrassed because i thought he was talking to me and i got caught, but when i saw he was looking at Jensen i let out a breath i was holding.
Jensen scrunched up in confusion and asked:
"what question?"
"what do you think S-styles would do to the woman"
it didn't go unnoticed to me the stutter he had when he said styles or the way their demeanor change when his name was said. are they that afraid of him?
Jensen answered:
"what do you think"
Ian looked at the ground and he looked so vulnerable unlike how he looked moments a go. he said barely above a whisper:
"But she has a 13 year old daughter"
this time it was Joseph that answered:
"He doesn't care Ian"
as if right on cue, a loud bang sound came from the warehouse.
making everything silent.
and making my hate for Styles, turn in to complete disgust and despise.
No one said a word after that every one looking lost in their own thoughts, when a loud knock was heard on the door, all 4 of them walked away from me hurriedly and i didn't know why.
but when the door was opened again and the devil himself walked out, his eyes concentrated on me, i kinda got the idea.
"Rose get in the car"
his tone made it clear that it was a demand with no questions asked.
i turned around and opened the car door before climbing in the passenger seat and shutting the door behind me. i knew they couldn't see me inside the car but i could see everything clearly.
Styles walked up to the four men and stood in front of them, their posture screamed terrified. it was obvious they were afraid of him, and he knew it.
after Styles told them something and turned around not waiting for a reply or reaction i saw them release their breaths looking relieved, but scared at the same time.
i was relieved as well, even though i didn't know them, i didn't want them to get hurt.
Styles went to the other side of the car getting in the drivers seat. not saying a word before turning the car on and driving back on to the road.
i didn't dare say a word to him, i hated him with all my guts, but i feared him even more.
i despised him, but i was terrified by him also.
when i saw how Joseph,Jensen,Ian and Paul were scared of him, when Jensen told Ian 'what do you think' i knew that Styles had done this before, a lot, that he had done a lot more horrible things, but what could possibly be more horrible than killing some one, a mother. that meant there was nothing stopping him from killing me, thats when my breathing started going fast again and my chest was going up and down, making it clear for styles that i was scared of him.
"what did they say to you?"
his question caught me off guard, and the fact that his voice was so calm made it ten times worst, it made him look like a ticking bomb waiting for explosion.
i gulped knowing it was best for me to just say something to him him before making him mad and annoyed.
"w-what d-do you mean?"
"Joseph,Ian,Jensen and Paul, what did they say to you about me?"
his voice was still calm but there was an edge to his voice.
"we d-didn't talk about...about you"
he gripped the wheel tighter making his knuckles go paler and said:
"Don't lie to me"
oh oh, he's going to get mad.
"i s-swear i'm not l-lying, they j-just introduced themselves to me"
"so they did talk to you"
please tell me they're not in trouble.
"y-yeah but they were talking to each o-other and i was j-just there so they t-told me their names"
he didn't say anything any more only kept his eyes on the road staring.
i didn't talk to him either, not that i could've anyway. i looked at the cars clock to see it was 11:00 pm. i hope granny and Nicole are okay.
i laid my head against the window and before i knew it fell sleep.

"Rosie? Honey? wake up, it's time for you to go to work."
i groaned and turned around and mumbling something that even myself couldn't understand.
"Rosie, Nicole is really mad at you and i don't think keeping her waiting is gonna help with anything"
my eyes snapped open when all the memories came rushing back in.
Styles, Kidnapped, Joseph,Jensen,Ian,Paul, Car.
i sat up in my place looking to see i was in my own room with granny sitting on my bed smiling at me.
before i knew it i wrapped my arms around her nearly knocking both of us on the ground.
"Granny i missed you!"
Granny chuckled and said:
"well next time make sure to not leave me and Nicole 2 days and go have fun with your boyfriend. such a charming and handsome boy he is"
i snapped back keeping my hands on her shoulder yelling:
"What?!"
"don't worry Rosie, i approve of him, and i saw him last night, you fell asleep in his car and he brought you to your room and tucked you in, such a nice boy. he even left a note on your table,and don't worry i didn't read it."
Oh. My. God.

Notes

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