Sinister World.
× I N S A N I T Y ×
Parson Upton
Year 2023, Month September
Chicago, Illinois
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My mind was dizzy and I softly rubbed the bruises on my arms and legs. They hurt like hell, but there wasn't anything worse than the pain Harry was mentally causing me. He was… absolutely unstable and I couldn't do anything about it.
“I'm trusting you to walk to the kitchen and feed yourself. I have to walk down the street to meet someone for business,” Harry spoke to me from his bedroom door as I sat in the corner of the room in silence. “Or should I make you go downstairs and eat something?”
When I was still silent, I looked up at him and he rared back his teeth. He knocked over the chair that was blocking his way of getting to me and grabbed my wrists, yanking me from the floor and bringing my face close to his. “Am I going to have to make you, Parson?” he barked, tears swelling up in my eyes and making the back of my tongue throb.
“No,” I said sharply, my heart pounding against my chest in fear that he might hit me because of the attitude I was giving him. He placed one arm around my waist so that our chests would touch, and he put his other hand on my jaw. He squeezed my chin so hard that I let out a whimper before he greedily pressed his lips to my own.
No. Not again. He put his hands down my pants and I cried out on his lips, but then he pulled away from me and I fell to my knees.
“If you don't have food in your system by the time I get back, I'm taking you down the basement and I'm whipping you,” he grated at me before walking out of the bedroom.
I quietly stood up and walked to the door, watching him walk out through the front double doors. He really left… I sprinted down the staircase and towards the kitchen for food. I hadn't eaten in days. I was literally starving.
There was only a few meals already prepared in the kitchen, and the rest of the food needed to be cooked. So I grabbed what I could in my arms and quickly ran down to the basement. “Louis?” I mumbled, my voice echoing off of the walls.
I peeked down into the basement from the stairs and saw Louis sitting down on the ground in the cell he was being held in. His arms were handcuffed and chained to the wall and his neck was wrapped in a rope that was attached to the top of the cell. “Louis?” I repeated, setting down the food in my arms and walking over to him.
I placed my hands on the bars of the cell and he opened his eyes. They widened when he saw me and he tried to sit up and move, but he just winced in pain and leaned back to where he was before. “Parson… my beautiful Parson,” he whispered and I began to cry.
I then walked over to the table that held knives and guns and found a pair of keys that would open the cell door. I grabbed the food I brought down and walked back over to the cell, unlocking the door and sitting down on the ground in front of Louis. “I'm sorry, baby,” he mumbled and I rubbed my hand over his forehead, pushing his hair back.
“Don't apologize to me,” I said, my tone a little harsh. I sighed and licked my lips, scooting closer to him. “I'm the one who should be sorry… I mean… I've had three men after me for the longest and I don't even know why they're after me in the first place. One has been killed and I can't get you killed too… you're the one I love Louis. And for all of this I'm sorry.”
I squinted my eyes at the rant that surprisingly came out. Louis smiled. “You still love me?”
“Of course I do…” I whispered to him and he looked right at me, with serious eyes and a thin smile.
“Is it too late for me to kiss you?” he quietly asked me and I shook my head with a wide smile. He then motioned for me to scoot closer to with a jerk of his chin and I slowly leaned forward and pressed my lips to his.
He let out a deep breath on my lips and leaned his body forward so that it would touch mine, and he kissed me deeper. Without pulling from him, I took the key in my hand and felt on his arms until I found his handcuffs and unlocked them. Immediately, he fell from the wall and collapsed into my arms, his lips still pressed to my skin.
He took his shaky hands and furrowed his brows before pressing them to my cheeks and kissing me again. But then he stopped and looked back down at my arm after glancing at it. He looked at me from under the hair that fell on his forehead and I saw the anger swell in his eyes. Was he mad at me… or at the reason?
He gently touched the bruises on my skin and I hissed in pain. “I'm gonna fucking kill him,” he barked and I sighed. When he noticed that I didn't protest about the idea, he swallowed hard and shook his head, “As soon as I get the chance, I'm putting a bullet in his head.”
“I believe you,” I said. After a moment of silence, I told him, “You need to eat some of this food. I brought it down here for you.”
He smiled at me, almost in complete awe. “Has Harry been feeding you?” he asked me, peeling open the can of pineapples that I grabbed.
“Yeah,” I lied.
He squinted his eyes and shook his head, “I know you're lying but I don't think there's anything I can do about it. Here, have some.” He offered me some fruit and I smiled, obliging his offer.
After all of the food was gone that I brought down in the basement, I was lying on his chest, tracing the tattoos on his torso. I missed Louis. Even though he was right here… I missed him…
I jumped a little when a large crackle of thunder ripped across the sky above the house. Louis chuckled at me and placed a kiss on my forehead before putting his hand on my hip and running his fingers up and down on my hip bone.
As soon as I heard the rain pouring down outside, I closed my eyes and listened. I heard Louis’ light snores underneath my head and smiled, a large thunder bolt hitting the sky again. But I jumped up when I heard Harry screaming my name upstairs.
“Shit,” Louis cussed. He shook his head and stood up with me, but then he yelled out in pain from his wounds and I covered his mouth with my hand.
All of a sudden, the basement door flew open and Harry came running down the stairs. “I brought you some food because-” he stopped talking and dropped the food in his hands when he saw Louis hugging tightly to my body. “I-I… this…"
Harry stormed up to us and I let out a cry when he shoved Louis to the wall and grabbed me by the neck. He pushed me to the floor outside of the cell and pulled the rope I took off of Louis’ neck back around it.
“Harry! Stop!” I screamed. But he just shook his head and pushed Louis to the ground. He then began to pull him by the rope around his neck, making Louis gag out loud and I stood up when he walked out of the back door in the basement.
I ran out of the house when Harry was already half way into the backyard with Louis. It was pouring rain outside, and the clouds made it so dark outside that the only thing you could see were the streetlights.
A large ripple of thunder and lightning lit the sky and I ran out to where Louis and Harry were. Louis was on his knees, his arms tied behind his back as Harry took a few steps back from him with a gun pointed straight at his head.
“Stop it!” I screamed, falling to the ground and into a large puddle of mud. I stood back up and my knees began to wobble. Even though I was exhausted, I wasn't going to let Harry kill the man I loved.
Because Harry couldn't see me, I suddenly appeared by his side and he pointed his gun at me, making Louis cuss and scream at him. “Parson, baby, go in the house,” Louis said to me over the loud rain and I shook my head. “Parson.”
“No,” I snapped. I caught Harry off guard by taking the gun from his hand. It was only easy because he didn't have a good grip on it. He tried to take it from me, but when the lights of lightning went across the sky again, both of them saw me press the gun to my head and yelled at me.
Then the whole sky and surroundings became dark and before I pulled the trigger, I pointed the gun to the ground and shot off the gun. Then I fell to the ground, only to make it look like I had shot myself.
I felt a pair of hands on my face and to my dismay it were Harry's. “I won't kill him. You can't fool me, Parson. But if you try any crazy shit like you just did, I will show you real insanity. He's going back in the basement, and you're going back to my room,” he whispered to me with his lips on my cheek. “You are to never fucking see him again.”
Then he grabbed Louis’ rope and pulled him away from the middle of the yard. Then I was suddenly thrown over his shoulder.
I wasn't brave enough to argue with him, but I knew I was going to see Louis again, no matter what he tried to do to stop me.
Year 2023, Month September
Chicago, Illinois
~~
My mind was dizzy and I softly rubbed the bruises on my arms and legs. They hurt like hell, but there wasn't anything worse than the pain Harry was mentally causing me. He was… absolutely unstable and I couldn't do anything about it.
“I'm trusting you to walk to the kitchen and feed yourself. I have to walk down the street to meet someone for business,” Harry spoke to me from his bedroom door as I sat in the corner of the room in silence. “Or should I make you go downstairs and eat something?”
When I was still silent, I looked up at him and he rared back his teeth. He knocked over the chair that was blocking his way of getting to me and grabbed my wrists, yanking me from the floor and bringing my face close to his. “Am I going to have to make you, Parson?” he barked, tears swelling up in my eyes and making the back of my tongue throb.
“No,” I said sharply, my heart pounding against my chest in fear that he might hit me because of the attitude I was giving him. He placed one arm around my waist so that our chests would touch, and he put his other hand on my jaw. He squeezed my chin so hard that I let out a whimper before he greedily pressed his lips to my own.
No. Not again. He put his hands down my pants and I cried out on his lips, but then he pulled away from me and I fell to my knees.
“If you don't have food in your system by the time I get back, I'm taking you down the basement and I'm whipping you,” he grated at me before walking out of the bedroom.
I quietly stood up and walked to the door, watching him walk out through the front double doors. He really left… I sprinted down the staircase and towards the kitchen for food. I hadn't eaten in days. I was literally starving.
There was only a few meals already prepared in the kitchen, and the rest of the food needed to be cooked. So I grabbed what I could in my arms and quickly ran down to the basement. “Louis?” I mumbled, my voice echoing off of the walls.
I peeked down into the basement from the stairs and saw Louis sitting down on the ground in the cell he was being held in. His arms were handcuffed and chained to the wall and his neck was wrapped in a rope that was attached to the top of the cell. “Louis?” I repeated, setting down the food in my arms and walking over to him.
I placed my hands on the bars of the cell and he opened his eyes. They widened when he saw me and he tried to sit up and move, but he just winced in pain and leaned back to where he was before. “Parson… my beautiful Parson,” he whispered and I began to cry.
I then walked over to the table that held knives and guns and found a pair of keys that would open the cell door. I grabbed the food I brought down and walked back over to the cell, unlocking the door and sitting down on the ground in front of Louis. “I'm sorry, baby,” he mumbled and I rubbed my hand over his forehead, pushing his hair back.
“Don't apologize to me,” I said, my tone a little harsh. I sighed and licked my lips, scooting closer to him. “I'm the one who should be sorry… I mean… I've had three men after me for the longest and I don't even know why they're after me in the first place. One has been killed and I can't get you killed too… you're the one I love Louis. And for all of this I'm sorry.”
I squinted my eyes at the rant that surprisingly came out. Louis smiled. “You still love me?”
“Of course I do…” I whispered to him and he looked right at me, with serious eyes and a thin smile.
“Is it too late for me to kiss you?” he quietly asked me and I shook my head with a wide smile. He then motioned for me to scoot closer to with a jerk of his chin and I slowly leaned forward and pressed my lips to his.
He let out a deep breath on my lips and leaned his body forward so that it would touch mine, and he kissed me deeper. Without pulling from him, I took the key in my hand and felt on his arms until I found his handcuffs and unlocked them. Immediately, he fell from the wall and collapsed into my arms, his lips still pressed to my skin.
He took his shaky hands and furrowed his brows before pressing them to my cheeks and kissing me again. But then he stopped and looked back down at my arm after glancing at it. He looked at me from under the hair that fell on his forehead and I saw the anger swell in his eyes. Was he mad at me… or at the reason?
He gently touched the bruises on my skin and I hissed in pain. “I'm gonna fucking kill him,” he barked and I sighed. When he noticed that I didn't protest about the idea, he swallowed hard and shook his head, “As soon as I get the chance, I'm putting a bullet in his head.”
“I believe you,” I said. After a moment of silence, I told him, “You need to eat some of this food. I brought it down here for you.”
He smiled at me, almost in complete awe. “Has Harry been feeding you?” he asked me, peeling open the can of pineapples that I grabbed.
“Yeah,” I lied.
He squinted his eyes and shook his head, “I know you're lying but I don't think there's anything I can do about it. Here, have some.” He offered me some fruit and I smiled, obliging his offer.
After all of the food was gone that I brought down in the basement, I was lying on his chest, tracing the tattoos on his torso. I missed Louis. Even though he was right here… I missed him…
I jumped a little when a large crackle of thunder ripped across the sky above the house. Louis chuckled at me and placed a kiss on my forehead before putting his hand on my hip and running his fingers up and down on my hip bone.
As soon as I heard the rain pouring down outside, I closed my eyes and listened. I heard Louis’ light snores underneath my head and smiled, a large thunder bolt hitting the sky again. But I jumped up when I heard Harry screaming my name upstairs.
“Shit,” Louis cussed. He shook his head and stood up with me, but then he yelled out in pain from his wounds and I covered his mouth with my hand.
All of a sudden, the basement door flew open and Harry came running down the stairs. “I brought you some food because-” he stopped talking and dropped the food in his hands when he saw Louis hugging tightly to my body. “I-I… this…"
Harry stormed up to us and I let out a cry when he shoved Louis to the wall and grabbed me by the neck. He pushed me to the floor outside of the cell and pulled the rope I took off of Louis’ neck back around it.
“Harry! Stop!” I screamed. But he just shook his head and pushed Louis to the ground. He then began to pull him by the rope around his neck, making Louis gag out loud and I stood up when he walked out of the back door in the basement.
I ran out of the house when Harry was already half way into the backyard with Louis. It was pouring rain outside, and the clouds made it so dark outside that the only thing you could see were the streetlights.
A large ripple of thunder and lightning lit the sky and I ran out to where Louis and Harry were. Louis was on his knees, his arms tied behind his back as Harry took a few steps back from him with a gun pointed straight at his head.
“Stop it!” I screamed, falling to the ground and into a large puddle of mud. I stood back up and my knees began to wobble. Even though I was exhausted, I wasn't going to let Harry kill the man I loved.
Because Harry couldn't see me, I suddenly appeared by his side and he pointed his gun at me, making Louis cuss and scream at him. “Parson, baby, go in the house,” Louis said to me over the loud rain and I shook my head. “Parson.”
“No,” I snapped. I caught Harry off guard by taking the gun from his hand. It was only easy because he didn't have a good grip on it. He tried to take it from me, but when the lights of lightning went across the sky again, both of them saw me press the gun to my head and yelled at me.
Then the whole sky and surroundings became dark and before I pulled the trigger, I pointed the gun to the ground and shot off the gun. Then I fell to the ground, only to make it look like I had shot myself.
I felt a pair of hands on my face and to my dismay it were Harry's. “I won't kill him. You can't fool me, Parson. But if you try any crazy shit like you just did, I will show you real insanity. He's going back in the basement, and you're going back to my room,” he whispered to me with his lips on my cheek. “You are to never fucking see him again.”
Then he grabbed Louis’ rope and pulled him away from the middle of the yard. Then I was suddenly thrown over his shoulder.
I wasn't brave enough to argue with him, but I knew I was going to see Louis again, no matter what he tried to do to stop me.
Notes
I think I might be on track again in updating... but I ain't gonna say that just in case I'm not haha. Sorry... this one probably sucked too because I don't honestly have anything big planned in the next few chapters so they're just going to be fillers. So....WHY IS MY STORY BANNERS BOOK ON PAGE 8 OF MOST POPULAR I'M SO CONFUSED. Hey btw, if anyone wants a cover I will gladly make you oneeeee! AND THIS IS ON PAGE SIX JUST BECAUSE OF ONE UPDATE I AM JUMPING AH.
Next update tomorrow. Next update in Through His Eyes in a few hours :))
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Hey its okay, it was just a request plus I know how much hard it is to update chapters especially when you have many stories. Trust me, I know its brutal :(
Anyways take your time and keep doing the good work :-)
9/20/16