Redrum

Stepping off the plane that i did not sleep on at all i know i look like hell. we all do. but my mind is set on one thing. Louis is alive, and that we have to find him. we grab a cab and head to the hotel on Bourbon Street. checking in and taking showers i cant contain my adreniline at this point and feel like im on crack. "guys lets get something to eat before we go there" Harry says and we agree. Heading to Cafe Du Monde to eat beingets and drink cafe au lait. best ever. we sit for a few minutes and try to enjoy what we can before stepping up to the place that ruined our lives and the careers of 5.

With everything in me it takes 20 minutes to get them to move. begging and pleading to get this done and hopefully find louis alive and untouched in the asylum and bring him home. maybe life could get a little easier with one of them back. maybe it would be better with the 4 of us. what if louis has changed? what if he's not the same that he was before? what if he was tortured? all these thoughts run through my head as we drive to the asylum. after the cabbie reluctantly agreed to take us here but drop us 2 blocks away, he said he wont go near such a place and that we shouldnt go back. i have to. it will eat away at me for the rest of my life if i dont. the nagging feeling that we cant leave him here, wont go away. being able to hear his sarcastic humor again and laugh at his ridiculously unfunny jokes is what should happen. Zayn and Niall should be here to, but ill settle on having louis over none of the 3 any day.

After the cabbie dropped us off we make the trek to the asylum and seeing it come into view the closer we get my nerves start to ignite and the shaking that i had weeks ago has returned as well as the same feeling. Something's not right. knowing this is a completely different situation the feeling at the pit of my stomach wont go away. Something's not right. what it is i have no idea. looking at the boys they have worried expresions about being here again. Going to the place where you loose 3 of your best friends is not something anyone wants to do. especially to a place like this. Run down, dirty and gross with the smell of ass everywhere in the building.its hard to think anyone would want to be here.

Getting to the entrance all of us look at each other but dont speak. i dont think any of us can right now. shock and fear along with painful memories clouds us. the images of zayn crying out for perrie, of niall being strangled, and of louis being shot. its too painful. I didnt think it would paralyze us the way that it has. without moving without talking we just stand there. each of us willing our bodies to move to either go in or turn around and leave. without letting to much take over my mind my legs move forward without me realizing and open the door and step inside. hearing grunts come from both boys as they follow me inside. "we should have called the police or someone to come with us" liam states as his fear has taken over him as he shakes. "lets just get this over with and we can go home." harry says. i nod. "we should head to the basement, thats the last place we saw him" i say moving forward.

memories have completely taken over me as i walk the familiar hall past the kitchen to the stairs. i cant help but look back into the kitchen remembering zayn. my arm instinctly touches the tattoo on my arm as ive done many times remembering that night. heading down the stairs i feel every hair on my body stand as im overcome with emotion and tears fill my eyes. i feel hands grab either one of mine as we 3 walk hand in hand into the basement coming to the room where louis "died" we stand in silence looking for something that could answer the questions we have well i have filling my head. nothing. no blood, no stains of blood. nothing. the chair liam was in gone, now just an empty room. out of nowhere theres a crash from the hall making us jump and spin to the direction of the door.

nothing comes to view its black. darker than anything ive ever seen. we hear a loud sound like a firecracker going off and i feel one of the hands holding mine start loosening his grip. i look to my left as i see Liam start to fall. his chest covered in blood from the now prominent bullet hole in his chest."liam" i yell. "oh god no liam" i say bending over his body that now lay lifeless on the floor. no no no no no this cant be real. this isnt happening again. This isnt real. No no no no no





Suddenly my eyes snap open revealing a room and two people standing in front of me. i look at the man and young girl who has to be around my age. trying to place who they are as the man steps closer revealing his face to me. "dad" i gasp trying to pull my arms closer to him realizing they are chained to the bed post. i pull and yank at them making loud clanking noises. i look around the room and see 5 computer monitors with all 5 boys on them in the same postion i am in. "Theyre alive." i say. the girl nods at me as my dad lets out a loud laugh and says "enjoy the view"





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