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Chapter:-10

Louis's P.O.V

"Where have you been?"

"I was here,"she answered hesitantly.

"Don't lie. I checked the whole house but you were not here before," Niall shouted.He was strutting towards her in anger but I caught him because I wanted to hear her lies. Her excuses.

"I was in the store room in morning," she replied.

I kept chuckling because her gaze did not sat on one place, either she blinked or looked here and there. It was so obvious that she was lying. Liam scrunched his eyebrows, to which I nodded. I wanted to deal with his on my own.

We all ate in silence, yet the boys kept in glancing at me. I wished they wouldn't. There was only one person whose gaze I wanted, but she had her eyes glued to her plate.When everyone was done, the boys went to the theater room.I called her out,"Sparrow, come upstairs." I was thankful to God that no other guy was around. I didn't want them to know that I gave her a nick name.

My eyes watched in amusement as she kept sending the lump back into the throat and her index and middle fingers fiddled, she knew what was going to drop. I didn't say anything after that and jolted upstairs and few minutes later I could sense her following me.

I entered my room and closed the door behind her.

"Tell me the truth," I asked sternly,with my arms crossed on my chest. I fought myself sounding exactly like my father.

"I went out," she spoke out, cause there we both knew that laying to me would not work.

Her words riled my veins.
How could she just go and come back? She's such a fool. We kidnapped her and she had a wealthy opportunity to escape, but went out and came back!

Who would do that? Everyone fights for their lives and she kept her arms indefensibly on her sides ! No, matter how hard you throw rocks at her. No, matter how big the rocks would be, she would accept them just like that!

"Are you insane?" I shouted.

I hoped that the boys had already started watching movie,so they wouldn't hear anything.

"You came back, who does that?" I screamed again but her face was expressionless.

I badly wanted her to react.

"Why exactly did you came back?" I asked and sat on the bed.

"I don't know?" She finally blurted but those words didn't work for me.
I got up, like a bull to whom she had shown a red cloth. Slamming her against the wall i expected a flinched yelp would escape her mouth, but she still was emotionless. I was trying to calm myself but nothing helped.

I slapped her many times excepting cries but heard small yelps. I threw her down and kicked but it was unsatisfying so, I kept kicking every where. I pucked her up, then threw her again.  Beating my anger with feet on floor, I strutted out the room.

Light's P.O.V

I wanted to tell the truth so badly but couldn't because I knew that everything would turn out on me. Those guys would throw me somewhere. Or what if they would send me back to Bradford. I couldn't afford going back to Joe. At least Louis's abuse was bearable and what can I say. I am the one who made him angry. If I wouldn't have gone out. He would have never behaved like that. But Joe. We was a monster, his touch was burning oil.

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I finally dared to open my eyes, it must have been an hour by then. Pushing myself up, I leant against the wardrobe. Everything hurt. Old bruises and fresh ones alike. But nothing stung as much as the shame I felt. Louis would not have lashed out if I had stayed in the house.

Suddenly the door flew open revealing Harry and Louis behind him."Louis," Harry hissed picking me up from the floor and soon my wounded self was the on mattress."You can't treat the hostage like this, unless it breaks the rules," Harry yelled at him.

But his hands rested in his pocket. Face was expressionless even if you would have said something to him, he would accept it without even throwing glare.

"I am getting an ice pack, stay here," Harry said and rushed out soon.

Louis sat beside me and wrapped his left arm around my back and then our backs were resting against the headboard.I flinched when he touched my bruised knuckles, the middle one oozed a little blood. He then entwined our fingers but didn't lock them as if he was aware of my pain.

Soon Harry brought the ice pack, kept blenching every time Louis set the pack on my cheek but his chuckles tranquillized the aura around us. Harry cleaned my hands from warm water then placed the ice packed on them. When Louis hit me it didn't effect me that much because Harry already informed me he was having trouble with his bipolarity but all what affected me, was them nursing me. I was unaware of kindness from years and when I saw it playing in front of me. Playing with me! It felt like I was reading a story or watching movies. I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't even realise Harry was talking to me,"--I told you already, he is bipolar," he said again and I nodded reassuring him that I was fine.

"He acts like a bellend sometimes." Then I realized Louis was missing in the room.

"I can hear you Harold," Louis yelled from the bathroom.

"He's really a Bellend!" He chuckled and sat near my feet, grabbing a hand full of his curls and pushing them back.

"Put the heater on," Louis again shouted from inside.

Harry did it.

"Why did you came back, when you had a chance to escape?" He asked and showed the phone his pocket.

"I don't even know,where I am right now."

"You act strange than other captives,"he commented.

"How do others act?"

"They-

Louis stepped out cutting our conversation. Now his mood looked different. He no longer was angry or depressed. Harry stood up and placed three tablets on the nightstand, turned towards him with a bid grin,"Your Sparrow will make sure, you have them." "Right,Sparrow." He used the words in pure coo then turned towards me chuckling.

"Who said, I call her Sparrow?" Louis asked, trying his best not to smile.

"I have ears and you don't call her Sparrow but 'My Sparrow' ." He gave more pressure to word 'my'.He turned around shaking his head and left the room. Now Louis's cheeks defeated his power and showed them red. No, matter how hard he forced his lips not to curve up but they beat him.He sat by my side and put his arm on my shoulder,like we were friends from a long time. Traced his knuckles on my bruised cheeks and murmured 'sorry'.

I nodded.

"Why did you came back, Sparrow?"

"I don't know Louis, I don't even know where exactly I am right now. How could I escape?"

Don't spill the truth Light!

His face fell down, formed a frown, as if he was expecting something else as an answer."Do you want to sleep?"

I nodded

"Why don't you speak?" He winced.

"Cause I have nothing to say."

"I am not saying to bring out conversations, but you don't even reply when I ask you something. You mostly nod or shake your head."

"That's the only answer I usually have."

"Uh! hu! Instead of nodding you could say - yes, yeah! I'd love too. Something like that."

"Okay! Next time I'll speak up." I agreed.

He wrapped his arms around my stomach, entwined our legs together. Though it hurt but was bearable. Soon he nuzzled his nose in the crook of my neck, sending shrivels down my body but I kept still.

How could someone be nice to me? Who was beating the shit out of me hours ago!

He loosed his grip a little, readjusted his posture the grabbed my waist but it didn't hurt. Breath against my neck making impossible for me to sleep.
We both knew that we were awake, his breath was too unsteady for someone sleeping, but we still kept our eyes close, while he embraced me like an injured bird. We were slowly filling our empty holes.

Soon, I took a hold of my dreams and nothing could invade them.

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"Hey! Light." Someone called me. I turned around and found a guy waving at me.

No, no, just ignore and start walking again. If Joe saw you with someone, he would kill you.

I turned around and started strutting away from him but soon he came to me huffing.

"Hey!" He took long breaths but I kept looking around, hoping that Joe wouldn't come.

"Mr. Ren said that he rechecked your homework and you got B."

"Okay, thanks for informing me." I was scared and filled with 'what ifs' that kept imaging Joe's angry face but the other side of me was dancing because someone was actually talking to me and great thing was, that he was from school.

Suddenly I felt someone took a hard grip of my upper arm."Light I was looking for you," he gave me his evil grin. He was Joe's friend 'Luke'.

God please save me!! Otherwise kill me right here.

Tears were finding their way out but I didn't want to let them see my weakness. My tears. I did not want to go with him. I didn't want to get abused back at home."Come on, we got to go," he said and forcefully led me into his car.He didn't say anything in whole ride but I knew what was coming and when we arrived at home, he told me that I was talking to a student.

Joe threw me into the basement, I waited for minutes but he didn't return.
I thought this was my punishment, just being inside there.

No sooner my did my breath went normal than he stepped inside, switching the lights on and my gaze disclosed a hammer and an ancient fretsaw being swung in front of my eyes with an evil grin plastered on his face.

"Should I break your legs with this hammer or cut your leg with this?"

"I am sorry. Joe that wasn't me who started the conversion. He just came to inform me that Mr. Ren  had changed my grades."

"Tell me the rules." He rejected my excuse and looked more angry.

"Do not run away,
I should come straight back to home from school, No friends
I shouldn't be found talking to anyone."

"Wait up." He hissed."You remember the rule but still broke it,and excuses doesn't works with me dear."

"Now tell me should I cut your leg or break it."

It was going to be the worst punishment ever for me. Just thinking about it petrified me. I crawled back and curled up holding my legs too tight that, no blood could pass the veins.

"Joe, I am sorry. I won't do it,"

"Just give me chance."

"Please!" I screamed my lungs out.

I kept pleading and screaming. I couldn't even breath properly. I really wanted my breaths to be stopped. I prayed to the God for taking my soul away since that fear was more scary that death.

"Please, I am sorry. I won't do it again," I screamed at the top of my lungs.

"Light!"

"It alright. It's fine. Okay. Just a nightmare," Louis held my quivering body while rubbing my back he kept murmuring that it was just a nightmare but no one knew the scars those nightmares left on me.

The hammer and fretsaw flickered before my eyes,over and over. Bringing tears. I cried on his chest,minutes to the end. Yet the fear would not leave my body.

"Can I go to bathroom?"

"Yeah! Sure."He released me from his warm embrace.

After washing my face several times, I sat on the cabinet. The horror still gripped me. Though that day Luke saved me from him cutting my legs but the memory terrified me.

"Are you okay? Sparrow."

"Yes," then I opened the door.

I smiled at him that changed his frown to small true smile."Wanna watch a movie?"

I nodded

"Again," he chuckled.

"Sorry, yes I'd love to watch a movie." I finally said.

"Good." He kissed my cheeks.

I knew by then my cheeks turned warm. They must have been red too. So embarrassing.We entered the theater room and everyone else was already there laying lazily on the couches.

"We were just thinking what to watch next, Louis what do you think?" Liam questioned.

"Any preferences, Light?"

Light was my name but when he said that. I felt something heavy on my chest. I didn't like been called, 'Light' by him.

"What about Interstellar?" I finally said. After the pinch I got, when he called me by my name.

"She got a good taste," Harry commented.

We all settled down on the couches and I rested in the between of Louis and Liam.The movie was in the middle and I was half asleep when I heard him whispering,"Are you listening?"

"Yes,tell me."

"Every one else is asleep and it's getting boring now,can we go upstairs." He offered.

"Of course."

He picked me up which was totally unexpected but after picturizing what happed in morning. I realised the reasons. We laid on the bed then he took out an iPod and ear plugs from the drawer.

The last song I remember being played was Tom Walker's 'Fly away,'before I went into sleep with him by my side.

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