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Light's P.O.V

"Life hits hard and it will hit many times but every time stand up and kick those hits back,".

These words kept walking over in my mind, but last year. I gave up on them. The harm was already done. The strength, bravery and willpower I had had to stand up and fight for my own rights were gone. Never to return.

Every other creature fight against life's onslaught and the punches, it threw at them. But life taught me differently.

Taught me to be a 'yes man.'

****

"But some other gang already took her." This loud voice was new, sounded far more dark than the others.

I moved towards the window, not thinking about what I was doing. I saw all the guys standing at the back of the house with a new guy who looked a bit older than them.

The group was talking quietly, save for the man that was apparently Darren; every now and then, he cursed aggressively, running his hands through his hair or just throwing them up in the air.

It was clear that the guys wanted me to be hidden from him; there was no other reason for me to be locked in this room.

My eyes were glued to all of them but they focused so heavily on Louis that I had to shake myself. He had such a different aura compared to the rest of them. The others were easy to understand, but he was enigmatic.

He had such beautiful and mysterious eyes. Their true intentions hidden behind curtains of anger,egotism and hatred towards everything and everyone.

I was eagerly to drawn them.

That creepy feeling of being watched took me out of my thoughts, and I saw that each of them had their eyes on me. Darren's eyes widened, as did Louis's and Harry's; suddenly Darren pushed Harry away from him before punching Liam in the face. Sprinted towards the front of the house, the others right on his tail. I couldn't make out all of their expressions but one thus was clear: the guy was going to to something, and they wanted him stopped.

Door seemed to have its own heartbeat as someone pounded on the door. Thankfully, since the door was newer. It stayed standing, stable and guarding.

"Open the goddamned door, you bitch!" Darren yelled,his voice rife with aggression.

"Light, don't," the others yelled in unison. There were sounds of a scuffle as the door continued to suffer the abuse of desperate hands. I didn't know what was happening or what was going to happen.

No, matter how hard I tried, the lump in my throat that I tried to swallow remained immovable. Clenched my hands against my chest,catching my jagged nails on the shirt; my heart like it would burst out at any second.

First I was kidnapped by a bunch of gangsters, and now a guy that seemed more lethal than all of them, trying to break down the for. Lungs trying to breathe through the panic,but the circumstances made it almost impossible. I fiddled with my sweat-laden hands, needing to take my mind off my shaking legs.
Until...

I felt someone grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards them. He swung out the window; peeking my head out, I saw Louis kicking an empty bird's nest down while standing on the window support, one leg holding him steady.

He quickly signalled me to come with him. Door was bound to give out soon, due to the hits it was taking. But I didn't think I could jump out a window. Louis's face control in irritation."We don't have time," he hissed through clenched teeth.

Ignoring the rush of adrenaline that ran in my veins, I cautiously stepped onto the window pavement, and jumped. The sir rapidly engulfing me. An electric shock paralyzed me when I landed. My knees felt like they were shoved into my chest. My already injured ankle protesting, but Louis harshly pulled me into the woods

I kept looking back so was he.

In early minutes, we were a bit slow but seeing Darren with a truck behind us pushed our adrenaline up. I didn't know why he was keeping me away from him but something was sure , he was very dangerous.

My legs couldn't hold anymore and I rolled down , Louis still jarred me up again and soon we were inside the woods with him pulling me from wrist as fast as he could .A drop relief poured on me as the truck could not enter the dense forest.

We might slow down a bit but Louis was acting like a solar cell .

"Please I can't run anymore," I huffed out.

"Ugh!! Do you want to get killed?" He said and dragged me again.

"Tomlinson, give her to me, you know that I was suppose to take her in the first place," the guy yelled and it sounded he was near.

Louis turned around and started walking to the different direction of the voice. For few minutes I heard nothing, but suddenly the boys pipped up a meter from me. Again with that guy. Louis pulled me again harshly, then we were heading towards them.

When we got close and I saw Niall had tied that guy's arms back. His face was tattooed with bruises, blood was oozing from his left arm like perennial stream but the gang member's eyes and expresses were merciless.

"Should we kill him? Boss," Harry asked Louis, holding his gun in right hand.

"Yaa," he said and nodded.

"I didn't want to kill you, but you are interrupting in my business, Darren," he said.

"We worked for years together,now you'll kill me?" Darren's trembling voice had faded his anger.

Louis didn't reply but turned around and started walking. This time he didn't took me with him but blew a cigarette and smoked, with no expression Harry shoot him in the head and dug the gun back in the pocket.

I wasn't scared of them before but seeing them killing without a flinch and sympathy had scared me. If they had a difficult and guilt look plastered on their face I wouldn't be terrified as I was.

I wished to be humming bird, rapidly moving my fingers and those like wings. But fear took the better of me. My feet didn't budge, despite Liam telling me to go. My gaze was stitched to the dead body.

"Come now," Harry said, took a firm hold of my wrist and forcefully lead me out of the woods.

****

I perceived something different in the room. A heavy and bitter atmosphere sat in the house. I still had the picture of Darren lying dead. Usually blinked eyes thousands of times when I wanted to let go of something but that time my blinking took too long.

"What did I tell you?" Louis said, who was sitting before then darted towards me like a bull who saw red.

I didn't know what he was talking and that's when he grabbed my neck, kept his firm hold on my neck and backed me until my body was against the wall.

"What did I tell you?" He questioned again, gritting the teeth.

No words could escape my mouth, only breath could be heard. His hands kept on increasing pressure on my throat.

He choked me until no air could enter my lungs.

Then I was on floor inhaling and exhaling deeply but he wasn't done yet, A small yelp occurred from my mouth when he twisted my left arm , then kicked me on joints.

"I told you not to show up until I tell you," he shouted, but no effects on me.

He was wrong, he told me not to get of the room, he never used the word 'show up' . I just looked outside the window that he didn't forbidden me to do .

My thoughts raced with truth but I
Kept quiet.

"Never. Disobey me." He said and walked out, no strutted out in anger.

I felt his anger raised inside,after hitting me. He wasn't frustrated before but when he left the room. His shoulders were firm and he kept hitting the wall with his fist.

"Need help," Liam asked but shaking my head I stood up.

I entered the white walled room, threw some water on face and arms, sat on my bed covered with cheap sheet.

I had suffered worse before and all the guys down there thought I was hurt and it was very new for me.

It was my big secret treasured deeply in heart with dust crept on it.

My pain pierced inside me like a glass in skin.

Tears full of words,

But mouth without them .

****

Louis's P.O.V

I knew it wasn't her fault, she didn't step out the but I lost my trade dealer today 'Darren'. He was the best and safest person to deal drugs with me.

I should have given Light to him but killing her would push a great war between us and all other gangs in Bradford , Halifax and Brighouse.
All the gangs in these cities have pretty close relations with Joe's ' 'Warriors'.

I just needed myself to get the anger out, the anger of killing my best trade dealer but I didn't have any reasons to hit her and then I blamed her for not obeying my commands.Strange thing was that she didn't even defend herself nor even flinched at my hits.
Her eyes spilled truth at start when I was choking her but later on they went emotionless.She was strange and unknown to me.
No captives act like this, they fight,curse,cry but she, she did None of it.

Authors/Note

Hi, lovelies.

You must be thinking why I used the One Direction characters because I wanted a good friendship, and strong relationship between friends and they are perfect example.

IMPORTANT NOTICE.

Please read.

This is not a One Direction fanfic, I just took their first name the last names in the story is different though the cast is different.

Please comment and vote.

Love, Elisha.