00.03

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by recycles

by recycles

00.04 - A world crashing down

I couldn't stop the tears that were escaping my eyes. As much as I would whip them away, more and more seemed to pour out.

I couldn't believe that everything I believed in the beginning was a lie.

My mind ached and so did my bones. All I could do is watch the tree line get smaller as I was tugged from my town. I could hear my brother and his friend socializing in the front, laughing at something the other one said.

I heard the sound of a lighter and smoke begin to appear. I looked over to see my brother's friend casually smoking a cigarette. I squinted my eyes at him in a glaring way, hoping that he would see but he continued to take puffs, looking out the window.

"Excuse me," I whispered, "I don't appreciate you smoking in the car."

I heard a chuckle before he turned around, his daring green eyes locking in with mine. A smirk began to appear on his face as he brought the cigarette to his mouth. He breathed in the heavy fumes and blew them at me, causing myself to go into a coughing fit and them to laugh at me.

"Darling, I don't think you're in the right position to be talking to me like that," He stated before turning around.

I felt myself get angry, but I kept it in. I didn't want to be put in a more awful situation then I'm already in. I let out a irritated breath before turning away. As much as I wanted to put up a fight, I had always been weak.

The car came to a halt and in front of us was a rundown motel. I felt myself begin to shake even more as they opened the doors. I heard the door open and someone pull me out. I tried to put up a fight but as soon as they slapped their hand against my mouth, I froze.

"Now," Louis said, "We are staying the night here. You will be on your best behavior, no acting up. To prevent you from doing anything Harry here will be carrying you." My face paled at the thought of him carrying me, and I began to shake.

I felt arms come up behind me and pull me up. I began to shake violently, trying to squeeze out of the arms. I felt tears escape my eyes and in no time, I was sobbing. I felt a hand go over my mouth again, and I stopped every movement.

Why did I keep trying? There's no need to anymore if I was destined to die anytime soon.

I felt tired, and feel limp against him, hearing him chuckle.

Before I fell asleep, all I could think of is how I would find a way out.

Word Count: 480