Chained

I been here for 4 weeks. They took my innocence. Harry taught me to pleasure him and the rest of the boys. I had to blow one of them each day. I didn't have Friday or Saturday off because i tried to run away. What a bust that was. I just sit in my room all day until the night. Where i have to be assigned a boy and we do stuff. I hardly eat. Harry brings me food and I always tell him to go away. I don't know why he keeps coming back. I'm just going to say no anyway.

Harry is gentle when we do stuff. he always make sure that i'm comfortable, even though sometimes i think he doesn't care. Liam, the quiet one is gentle too, but not as gentle as Harry. Louis is rougher than Liam. And Niall hurts me. Zayn...... i try not to think about how Zayn is. He got me into this mess. I try not to think about anything that i'm doing. About their huge fingers trailing down my body. Running through my blond hair. And themselves in my mouth. I don't cry anymore. They aren't worth my tears. I just sleep. Sleep all day until they call me. Then i'm in hell.

I wake up and my stomach is growling. I want to eat but i don't want to go down stairs. I finally gained enough confidence to walk down the stairs. Now i need my feet to move a little more. Please feet. Please move before someone comes. I should just crawl to the kitchen. It would be faster than this. I hear tv so someone is in the living room. My feet decided that now is the time to move so i move. Hopping to the kitchen, i look in the refrigerator. JUICE!!!! My mind is jumping with joy. I love juice. I get a big cup and fill to the top. I'm too busy spilling juice down my chin that i didn't hear someone come behind me.

"You should really ask for stuff." someone says.

"Fuck," I scream and drop my juice. NO!!!!!!!!!!! MY JUICE!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU FUCKING MURDER!!!!!!! I turn and smack that murder which turned out to be Zayn. YAY!!!!! He deserved it. He looks and i know that i should've done that. Why do i keep hitting these boys know that they are stronger than me. I slip on the juice and landed on my face.

"Ow," Zayn grabs my foot and drags me to the living room and throws me on the couch. I push him off. Doesn't work. I just get smacked in the face. I groaned. He pulls my shirt off. I push him again, harder this time. Still doesn't work. I get smacked again. Another push. Another smack. More clothing off. You know where this goes. If not then let me tell you. He is about to take me V-card. Another smack. I didn't even move! I'm naked. I don't fight anymore. It's no use. MY mouth is bloody. I can taste it. It taste like salt.

I close my eyes and he push inside. I scream. No one is here to save me. Or wants to save me. Everything is blurry. I'm crying. And i think that i should die right now. He just won't stop.

"Please stop," I beg, tears still coming down.

"Get off of her," Someone shouts and i fall on the couch. I hear punches and blows and heavy breathing and then i'm in the air. In someone arms. Running through a room into the bathroom. Water running. I'm trying to control my breathing and my tears. I can't. I wipe my eyes and see Niall. Why is he helping me? I thought he hated me. He helps me into the shower and i nearly fall. He gets in with all his clothes. I'm too scared to look into his eyes so i look down.There is blood all over my legs. I bit my lip to stuffle a sob.

It feels like i just ran a marathon. I'm holding on to Niall's neck for support as he cleans me. After the shower he hands me a towel and helps me too the bed. It's not mine but right i don't care. I just hope it isn't Zayn's. Niall hands me some sweat pants and matching sweatshirt. I put them on and i climb in the bed and pull the covers to my neck.

"He took it, Niall," He sobbed.

"I know baby. I know." he wipes my eyes.

Notes

so.......... What is going on?

What do you think is going to happen with Kiara and Niall?

Do you hate Zayn?

What would the boys do when they find out about what happened when they were gone?

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