Day Dreams (Louis Tomlinson)

*Louis' POV*

I drove home as fast as I could without running any red lights. I was trying not to tear up, but a few tears here and there slipped out of my eyes. When I finally made it home, I jumped out of the car and ran into the house. The boys were shocked that I was home so early, and their faces immediately turned into worry when they saw my puffy eyed and tear stained face.

"Louis, what happened, mate?" Liam asked me.

I explained the entire thing, and ended by pulling out the note. I handed the note to Liam first, and they all read it once before passing it to the next person. Niall was the last one to read it, and he had a look of horror on his face.

"Niall, do you know something about this?" I asked, seeing the panic in his eyes when he looked up to me.

"I.. I don't know. I think I know the place he's talking about. The old alley by Coca's Cafe, where I found Crystal. Remember? It was.. it was January. We had to get her to the hospital.. she had pneumonia.. and she.. was.. anorexic.. I think." Niall explained, handing the letter back to me.

I nodded, taking in all the information.

"Well.. lead us the way. We have to get her back before something terrible happens." I said, wiping another tear from my cheek.

Niall nodded, and we all ran to get our beanies and sunglasses. We put on our beanies and hoods, and shoes, then left our house. We walked down the slightly empty sidewalk as Niall led us past Coca's and down a dark road. We passed a few alley ways, before he stopped at the entrance of one of them.

"I.. I think I found her here." Niall said, taking a step into the shadows of the alley.

We walked down the alleyway, and stopped at the end of it, not seeing a note at all. We all looked in every barrel, and every corner, and we found nothing.

"This has to be it. I know it is." Niall said, slightly frustrated.

We continued searching the dark alleyway, and nobody found anything. The others gave up searching, and I was the only one looking now.

"C'mon! Help me look!! We have to find her!" I said, looking into the same barrel for probably the 20th time.

"Give it up, mate. We should be getting back. It's really dark out." Zayn said.

That made fury bubble up inside me, knowing that they were giving up on finding Crystal.

"No! I'm NOT giving up! We have to find her!! Imagine what could happen to her! She could be tortured for all we know! She could be getting beat, or.. or trapped in a room... or getting fucking RAPED and you don't care! You're giving up, but I'm not." I said stubbornly.

They all looked at me in shock. I knew they didn't know I had that in me. There's a lot they don't know about me.

"I'll stay." Niall volunteered.

The rest just gave eachother looks, and shrugged.

"We want to get home. Sorry, guys. Come back soon, yeah?" Harry said.

I sighed in annoyance. Harry, Liam, and Zayn stood up, and left me and Niall in the dark alleyway.

"Well, we'd better get searching." I said.

Niall nodded, and we continued searching. After a while, I got frustrated, and kicked on of the barrels over. I was about to storm out of the alleyway, when something white caught my attention. I moved over the other barrel, and saw a note.

"Niall! Niall, I found a note!!" I exclaimed, bending down to pick up the crumpled paper.

I unraveled the piece of paper, and found some handwriting on it. I started reading it out loud to Niall.

"You are smart, aren't you?" I began, "Well, since you found this note, I'll give you a slightly harder one. Before you wonder, I have been inside your house. You aren't exactly light sleepers, and neither is little miss lover girl. It was hard to place the next note. So it will be hard to find it. Here's your clue. It's part of her job, and part of her as well. She has it in her room, and it's somewhere around the walls. Isn't that tricky? That's all I can say without giving you too many clues, or a dead give away. Good luck. Oh, and I guarantee that by the time you reach the next note, she will be changed. Forever." I looked up at Niall, whose eyes were wide.

"This.. this is not good." He muttered.

"L-Let's go back home and tell the boys.." I said.

He nodded, and we sped out of the alleyway and back home.

*Crystal's POV*

My eyes widened in horror. I knew that voice anywhere. It was the voice that has haunted me for years, in many ways. The voice that said he loved me, but never did in the first place. I was that voice's toy. He never loved me like the voice had told me. He never did. He just wanted to play with me, mess with my feelings. The figure backed up so I could fully see the person I thought loved me.

Jake.

"What.. J-Jake! How could you!!" I shouted, my fear giving away to pure madness.

"You stupid bitch. You really thought I loved you?!" He snickered.

I withered around, the chains rattling against the hard concrete walls and floor.

"You fucking asshole! You toyed with my feelings, and played with my heart! You are a fucking disgra--" I was cut off by Jake's hand connecting with my cheek.

He used such force that I knocked my head against the wall painfully hard. I yelped in pain, and Jake took a step towards me.

"Tssk, tssk, tssk. Poor ignorant Crystal. You really think that your little friends and lover boy can save you? I don't think so. Besides, why would you want to leave? I made sure you had company." Jake said in a sickening sweet voice, then shouted, "Jason! Get the bitch's friend and bring her down here!!"

I growled in anger under my breath, and looked up at Jake. He was holding something in his hand, and it was awfully sharp.

"What is that..?" I muttered, my voice slightly shaky.

"You'll find out in a bit." Was all Jake said.

Just then, the bright light that was the doorway where Jake had walked in was slightly blocked by two figures. One had long hair, which I assumed was a girl, and the other looked bald from a distance. They both started walking towards us, but I couldn't see correctly. Jake walked away, as the man- who I am assuming was Jason -and the girl got closed. They stopped about 5 feet in front of me, but it was still too dark to see. I could barely make out the clothes they were wearing.

"Say hello to your friend, bitch." Jason spat at me.

I stared in horror at the girl standing in front of me, whom I knew too well. The lights flickered on around us, and the room lit up. I recognized the girl immediately.

"D-Darcy?" I asked, my voice cracking and shaking.

The girl looked up, terror clear in her blue eyes.

"C-Crystal?!" She stuttered out, her voice cracking as well.

"Yes, yes. You both know each other. Good. Now, Jason. Tie 'er up." Jake commanded the older man.

He nodded, and dragged Darcy over to the set of chains next to me. Darcy didn't say a word as Jason chained her up to the wall, in the same position that I am in. Jason left the room, shutting the door behind him. The dimly lit room we were in was all stone, and quite creepy, might I add with a skeleton in the corner, dirty and ripped clothes hanging off the bones of the poor person. Jake walked up to us until he was a few feet in front of me, and he took out a dagger from his pocket, along with a small jar. He opened the jar, revealing some sort of black slime inside of it.

"Ahh, the part I've been waiting for. I brought your little friend here, so she could witness the whole thing." Jake smirked, evil glinting in his eyes as he stared at me.

He twirled the dagger around in his palm, and took a few lengthy steps towards me. He stopped right in front of me, and placed the dagger over the spot where my heart would be.

"Open your mouth." He ordered me.

Too scared to do anything else, I opened my mouth, but he kept the knife where it was. He set down the jar, and with one hand, took a small scoop of the slime into his palm. He edged it towards my mouth, but I quickly shut it.

"Open your fucking mouth, bitch." Jake spat in my face, digging the dagger into my chest a bit.

I glanced down, and saw a small stream of blood seeping out from the small puncture wound fall down my chest. I hesitantly opened my mouth, and he shoved the slime into my mouth. I cringed a bit at the sour taste, but swallowed the slime. I felt the taste go away, and my stomach felt like a small bonfire was starting in it. I coughed a bit, some blood coming out and dripping out my mouth. The hot, stinging pain in my stomach worsened, and I coughed up more blood. I looked up at Jake, my eyes saying 'what did you do to me'. He smiled, and chuckled darkly.

"I'll see you in a few days, cupcake." He spat, venom laced in every syllable he said to my face.

I suddenly felt a sharp pain my chest, and looked down to see the dagger stuck in my chest, piercing my heart. I looked back up, the edges of my vision growing blurry and dark, and Jake ripped the dagger out of my chest. I watched him weakly as he licked my blood off of the dagger, and I fought for breath. How I was still alive even though he just stabbed my heart was a mystery to me. But, I thought too soon. My vision grew blurry, and I fluttered my eyes shut. My limp body slumped against the floor and wall, and my senses around me began to numb, and I was soon met with an eternal darkness.

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