Adopted by 1D

Not strapped in
Louis’ POV
The guys were in the kitchen when we heard Husky sobbing. We stopped in front of her. She was curled in a foetal position, tears streaming down her cheeks. She seemed to be pushed by an invisible force of some kind.
‘Please, stop,’ she whimpered, her voice sounding scared and broken. Her neck swayed to one side and stopped at an odd angle. I sat next to her fragile body. I shook her lightly.
‘Husky, wake up, babe.’ Her answer surprised me.
‘Louis, help me. Please.’ I gripped her hand tightly in mine.
‘Toni, please wake up.’
‘Louis, thankyou—‘ Toni stopped short. She screamed, sounding pained. I shook her harder.
‘Please, stop. Please. Louis, I trusted you. You became the person you promised you’d never become. Please, you’re killing me.’ I let Husky go, scooting away from her slightly. Husky fell silent, and her body grew limp. Her chest continued to rise and fall with her breathing. The guys started yelling at me to wake her up. Liam placed his hands on her shoulders and lightly shook them.
‘Liam, please. No! Please! The knife. It hurts. Please. Stop.’ Husky’s voice faded, and she stopped moving. Liam let go of her and stepped backwards.
‘What did I do?’ he asked, looking close to tears. I shook my head, thinking the same thing myself. Harry moved forwards and pushed Husky’s brown hair out of her eyes.
‘Husky, wake up.’ Toni shifted slightly. Her eyes slowly opened and her tears stayed as they were, as if in pause. Husky started to breathe deeply. She trailed a finger along her neck and sighed in relief. She saw me and scooted back several feet. Her eyes were wide in horror. I guessed it had something to do with her nightmare. She looked at Niall and her hands flew around her neck, as though she was holding it in place. Liam gave her a worried look. Husky looked at his hands, as though making sure he wasn’t armed. She scooted back next to me and wiped away her tears. I wrapped my arms around her and rested my chin on the top of her head.
‘Husky, what happened?’ Husky bit her lip, but knew she would have to tell us eventually.
‘You were hurting me.’
‘Oh, Husky. You know we’d never let you go, let alone hurt you.’ She shook her head.
‘You can’t promise that.’
‘Well, I just did.’
‘And you will break it.’ I hugged her tighter.
‘What’s wrong, Husky?’ The guys crowded around us.
‘Life is a roller coaster.’
‘I know, babe.’
‘And I’m not strapped in.’
Husky’s POV
I ran upstairs, leaving the boys to dwell on my words.
‘Life is a roller coaster, and I’m not strapped in.’
Holly used to tell me that. Well, not exactly, since she couldn’t speak at all. She had darker eyes than I ever thought possible. She had suffered more than me. And probably was still suffering. But I didn’t know where she was or who she was with. I was adopted by one of her father’s friends. Whenever they saw each other, they locked me in the basement with Holly. She was my best friend. The only one who made me feel like my life was a walk in the park. At least I didn’t live with my father. I was passed around from man to man. It was gross.
I locked myself in my room and walked into my bathroom. I cleared the paper covering the top and pulled out a razor. I watched it intently, feeling like it would do something. When it didn’t, I pulled off my pants and pressed it to my thigh. I felt a sting and blood trickled down my leg. I suddenly felt a wave of relief crash over me, pulling me under. I was suddenly drowning. The guys were trying to save me, but when they saw the cut on my leg, they sneered in disgust and left me. I opened my eyes and I was still sitting on the bathroom floor, pressing the razor to my skin, creating a second cut. I pulled the razor away and stared at my cuts, disgusted with myself.
After I had cleaned up and put my pants back on, I walked back downstairs, hoping the boys wouldn’t see how pale I was.
Niall commented that I looked slightly off, but nothing else was said. We had a very late dinner, then the boys decided that they wanted to play video games. I spectated their brutal ‘War of the Nerds’ from a distance, so that I wouldn’t be hit by flying controllers, which were being thrown. I decided that it was too much and hugged the guy’s goodnight.
‘I need to talk to you. I’ll meet you upstairs,’ Niall whispered in my ear. I nodded, wondering what he was talking about.

Notes

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