1D Imagines/OneShots

Get My Girl Back (Zayn) Pt. 3

⚠️⚠️Abuse, blood, self-harm, kidnapping, and other triggers will be used throughout this imagine.⚠️⚠️

Recap:

"I'm gonna give you this, I'm gonna take you down, then a blindfold, then noise cancelling headphones. And, no gag." she spoke, turning on a light in one of the corners.

What the hell is gonna happen to me?

I'm gonna die here...

And now...

"Zayn, you are not going after her! It was a direct order from an officer." Louis spoke.

"Ok, so what? My girlfriend, is in the possession of a PHYCO! I know how she get's when you hurt her or her family. It's bad. To say the LEAST. Bad at the absolute least. Deadly at worse. She's almost gotten there to- but yeah...we're not talking about that." I said, reneging a time I try so hard to forget.

"You know what? Fvck it! I'll come too." Louis said, completely disregarding everything he'd said before.

"But...only if Harry stays here." he said, giving a pleading look between Harry and I. Harry and I shared a look, agreeing.

"AND NIALL!" Li yelled, already packing a bag. Boy's always gotta be prepared.

"Alright. It's settled then. Narry is staying home and we'll be back with Y/N." I said being the first out the door.

We pulled into the diner across the street, then walked over to the school. I remembered a few entrances we used, but I don't know that we'd fit through them, as I, and the boys have grown.

How the hell are we gonna get it?

~Kidnapper's POV~

Once Y/N's sedation had kicked in and I had lied her on a few old tables, I grabbed one of the old teacher sticks and began my fun. For every scar my sister had, and I counted each log in her notebook she had, I hit her.

The first one, Y/N barely flinched. Guess the sedative was doing his job.

Second hit; light groan.

Third; nothing.

Eighteenth; she'd curled herself by now, so I was hitting a bit below her ribs.

Twenty-fifth; tears were slipping through her eyes, but no noises were made.

30th and final; whimpers escaped her lips, fully curled in on herself.

I moved her back to where she was before, this time only relooking her ankle chains that keep her to the ground. I left her in there to wake up. Going to the diner across the road to get a bacon-cheeseburger.

~Y/N's POV~

I woke up, completely confused as to where I was, why I was chained to the ground, why my face was so wet and sticky, and why he hell it hurt and was so hard to breathe. I brought my hand to my face, touching the liquid that was there, only to see it was blood. My face was cold, bruised, and covered in blood. How wonderful.