"So what are you going to do with me?" I asked miserably as Louis unlocked the car.
"Whatever I want."

Oh, god. Is he a rapist!?

"Don't hurt me!" I suddenly squealed, flinging my arms over my head so he didn't get the chance to even try to hit me.
"Why would I hurt you?" He replied gently.
"It was a joke. Okay? I'm sorry."
I slowly nodded and looked at the car door but then immediately back to him.
The corner of my mouth twitched.
"Can I go back now?"
"To what? To your so said abusing 'boss'?" He spat, but his tone changed when he realized my
pained expression.
"No, I mean - I - my friend, shes- um-" I stammered.
"She's waiting for - me at the airport."
"Really?" He grinned. "You're the worst liar ever."
"I am not!" I protested.
"You are. Now c'mon, let's get to the hotel."
"Why are you helping me?" I've been repeating that question OVER and OVER and OVER
in the car, outside, everywhere.
"I told you this already. I want to help, you can't stop me from doing what I want," He replied.


"Oh, love and help are just words. Just because you do them doesn't mean you mean them!"
I clutched my fists - exactly like my dad.


"Daddy, no, please - stop!"
"Mum! It hurts!"
"N-no- please n-no!"
"Jason please, be my brother! Please don't hurt me! It huuurts!"
"Mu-mmy! Da-daddy! HELP!"

"Are you alright?" I hear someone whisper softly.
I open my eyes a little bit to realize I had one of my.. 'attacks.' It happens when I remember everything and start twitching and crying.
I open my eyes a lot and see Louis carrying me bridal-style towards the hotel.
Well, shit, this must be the nicest guy on Earth.
"I'm fine," I lie.
If he only knew.

Notes

Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! She'll meet the other guys in the next one, evil spoiler. >;o

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