Undercover 2

A/N: THIS CHAPTER WILL BE BRUTAL AND GROSS
*2 weeks Later*

KATIE’S POV

As much as I hate to say it. I have gotten close to Zayn. We have hung out a lot these past weeks and I learned, without him telling me, that he is a broken. He lacked trust in the world.
All I could gather is that he was hurt almost beyond repair.
We were currently at a Starbucks that Zayn and I proclaimed our ‘Meet up’ spot.
“Zayn stop it!” I chuckle as he pokes my cheek again.
We were on a really vintage sofa in the small shop, his head was on my lap and I was playing with his hair.
“You were zoning out again.” He pouts “What’s on your mind?” he asks
“Nothing.” I say
“tell me Kat.” he says and I roll my eyes at the nickname he gave me. I mean, it was really random.
“I was thinking about how weirdly close we are in such a short time.” I say softly “I feel like i’ve known you for years.” I mumble the last part trying not to freak him out
“I feel the same Kat.” he says softly and I smile down at him and look at my coffee that is on the small table in front of us.
“Can you hand me my drink?” i ask him and he groans loudly attracting the workers attention
We were the only people in this small Cafe right now, and we have been here at least 15 times since we met.
The workers have even memorized our orders.
They turn away and carry on when they see it is us just being...well us.
He hands me my Caramel Frapp and I take a nice long sip before moaning lightly at the taste.
Zayn stiffens under me and I look at him questioningly.
“D-Don’t um make that noise. People might get the wrong idea.” he says in a husky tone and my cheeks turn a bright red.
“S-Sorry.” I mumble taking another sip. This time I contain my delighted moans.
Zayn sits up and grab his drink taking a sip as well.
He turns to me and gives out a teasing moan. My insides turn fuzzy at the husky noise that leaves his lips.
I look at him with wide eyes and he begins to laugh. I let out a chuckle and as he laughs like crazy.
“Y-Your face.” he laughs and I roll my eyes lying down so now my head was in his lap.
“Shut up.” I say softly and he lets out one last chuckle.
“What? Did my moaning turn you on?” He asks getting close to my face and I stiffen shifting awkwardly, “Jesus I’m kidding.” He chuckles pulling away.
Suddenly my phone starts to ring. I sit up and answer.
“Hello?” I answer
“Danny Roi Paige where are you!?” My dad screams into the phone
“I’m-” I get cut off
“Get home, training started 20 minutes ago!” He screams making me flinch
“I’m on my way Sir.” I say standing up
“Better be. You will be punished for this.” He says hanging up. My blood runs cold.
I haven’t been punished in months.
Fear and worry smash into my body like a title wave and I begin to shake a little.
“Hey hey. What’s wrong?” Zayn asks and I look at him with a fake smile
“I-I just need to get home. I’m late.” I say trying to control the shakiness in my tone.
“Okay.” He mumbled looking right through me. He knows I’m lying. “Call me tonight.” He says and I nod.
He drives me home and leaves once I get inside. Once I am inside my brother runs up to me with a fearful look.
“He is so angry. He said he’d punish you.” Nick whispers and I nod slowly
“I know. Lets get to training.” I say and he shakes his head and I look at him funny
“He said to meet him in the basement. For all of us to meet him there. Danny he is making me watch.” he says with tear eyes and my heart breaks.
Nick and I are REALLY close. We used to get whipped together for the smallest things. Forgetting to make our beds, eating before dinner...Anything. We have been through hell together and back. Him watching me whither and cry in pain is more excruciating than the whip. I pull him down to my level and kiss his forehead.
“I’ll be okay.” I say softly and he nods his head a pained look on his face.
We walk down to the basement and I see both of my parents standing there angrily.
“Sit.” Dad says in a calm way making me cringe. This is going to be bad.
“Do you know why you are in here Danny?” Mom asks in a creepy voice
“I was late.” I say pulling off my jacket and shirt. leaving me in my black tank top and shorts.
“Pants too.” Dad snaps and cringe. I pull them down leaving me in my boy shorts.
“And what happened when you are late to training?” mom asks
“I miss valuable lessons. Leading to punishment.” I resight what they have drilled into our heads.
My dad grabs my hair and pushes me against the metal table. so I was bend over at a 90 degree angle.
I wince at the amount of force he uses.
Before I can make a movement the whip cracks against my back. I scream out in pain as the skin on my back opens.
“You will receive 20. COUNT. If you miss a number we start over.” he yells
“One.” I cry out. Another cracks against my skin and I scream out again, “Two.” I cry
I shut my eyes tightly and count out loud. My voice becoming quieter and my screams getting louder.
I felt numb and pained.
When the last crack echoed through the basement
“Twenty.” I whimper
“And one for good luck.” Dad chuckles giving me another.
“Twenty-one.” I say sobbing.
MY head was spinning when he pulled me off the table.
“Nick. Take a good long look.” Mom says “This is what happens when you get too close to people and let your guard down..This is what happens when you are late.” She smirks and I look up to see Nick sobbing, held back by strains that were up on the wall.
“Nick.” I let out a weak smile “I’m okay.” I say my voice cracking.
“Can I clean her up now?” Nick asks in a sob
“Oh you think she is done?” Dad chuckles darkly.
“Yes! Please! She has learned her lesson!” Nick cries out and I lean against my dad who was still holding my upper arm.
“Fine.” Dad mumbles looking at me weak state. he lets go of my hand and I fall the floor.
After a little I feel Nick’s warm arms picking me up and carrying me upstairs. I was laid down on my bed. On my stomach.
“I’m so sorry.” he sobs.
“N-Nick I’m okay.” i say softly holding his hand.
“Danny…” H mumbles “We need to get out of here.” He says and I sigh nodding tiredly
“they would find us.” I say before everything went black.

Notes

Sorry if I had you guys blowing chucks. But I got a message from a very...Angry and particular...'Fan' of my work...Who said I NEEDED to make it more action filled. She or He said that it was getting to 'Predictable'.

and IDK about you guys buy I take everything to heart even when I shouldn't and let just say...I cried.
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LMFAO JK JK IDGAF ABOUT WHAT THIS 'FAN' THINKS. I write for myself and my own SELF ONLYYYY

Of course I try to make it enjoyable for everyone who reads so I decided to think about the constructive criticism I got. and made it more...action filled.

This one was short so I will be trying to update again today. Hope you enjoy the blood and gore.