Every inch of my body aches when I open my eyes before immediately closing them due to the bright light in the room. A small groan falls from my lips as I try to move my left hand only to find out it's tied to something, I try to move the other one but It doesn't move either. In order to find out what am I tied with, I slowly open my eyes again, squinting them a little bit as I turn my head to the side, wincing a bit when my head starts to ache even more than before.

Ropes. Ropes are tied to my wrist and when I try to wiggle myself free, the rough surface causes my skin to burn. A cry fall from my lips as I try to set my wrists free, only resulting in them getting sore. I stop trying and frown, not fully able to comprehend the situation, my mind is still fuzzy and it aches like hell making it difficult for me to think properly.

I just lie there on the hard, cold surface quietly, heavily breathing in and out. Minutes pass just like that until I decide that I have to do something to get out of here, I don't even know how I ended up here. The last thing I remember is being in Josh's arms while he was trying to comfort me, telling me that Harry won't hurt me anymore, that he won't let him hurt me before I had felt a sharp pain in my neck causing everything to go black. And that's when it hit me, I was with Josh then why am I here? Why am I lying on an uncomfortable surface with my hands tied up and my body aching.

"Hello! Can anyone hear me?" I say, my voice hoarse as shout probably since my throat is extremely dry.

"Josh! Someone help me, get me out of these ropes." I shout at the top of my lungs, feeling the tears forming in my eyes at my helplessness. This whole situation reminds me of my first encounter with Harry, it was almost the same, only that time there was no light in the room and I was only wearing in my underwear.

It's the sound of jiggling of keys and shuffling of footsteps that causes my head to turn in the direction of the small, wooden door. I grow frantic as well as anxious when the door slowly creaks open. My heart beating at an abnormal pace as I wait for the person to come in view.

"Awake, baby?" I hear an all too familiar voice causing a gasp to escape my lips.

"Josh?" I whisper almost to myself as he closes the door and turns towards me. My eyes following his every move as he strides forward towards me untill he's standing right in front of my tied body.

"Oh my god, you're here." I whisper, staring at him with tears stained cheeks. "I thought that..he, Harry took me away again." I tell him, my voice cracking at the end as I helplessly lay there, looking up at the boy I love so much.

Josh just sighs and crosses his arms over his chest, not moving an inch from his place to help me get out of the ropes or to comfort me. I give him a pleading look, silently asking him to help me out but still he doesn't move just shakes his head in my direction as if disappointed.

"Josh, Untie me. We need to get out of here before Harry arrives." I say urgently, my tone frantic, just like how I'm feeling at the very moment.

"God damn it, Laura. Get ahold of your sense, there is no Harry here." Josh suddenly snap at me. His cold and angry tone causing me to cringe, he has never, ever snapped at me like this before and now that he has, I feel my bottom lip quivering and fresh tears start flowing out of my eyes.

"Why are you talking to me like that?" I barely manage to squeak out, the lump in my throat making it harder for me to speak.

"Damn, you're so fucking dumb." Josh sneers, looking over my body once before turning his gaze back up to my face. He sighs once again as if getting the idea about how confuse I am at the very moment.

"Do you not remember that I drugged you,Laura?" He asks me, emphasizing on each and every word coming out of his mouth as if he's trying to give me a hint about about.

"I know, I was panicking at that time and you did that to help me. It's..it's fine,Josh. I'm not mad at you." By the time I finish speaking, I'm out of breath and I inhale deeply to get the air into my lungs but manage to give Josh a small smile, just to let him know that I really am fine with what he had done. Maybe he thought that it was the best thing to do at that time. but when he chuckles at my words, I find my smile faltering a bit, not knowing why he's behaving like this.

"Wow. You really are madly in love with me aren't you, baby?" The way he asks me the question causes me furrow my eyebrows, it's like he find it humorous and amusing but I decide to not let it get to me, thinking that maybe he's acting so strange because he has missed me.

"Ofcourse, I love you, baby. You know I do." I assure him, nodding my head but only wincing later on due to the sharp ache in my head and neck.

"Pity." He replies with a dry laugh and then strides closer towards me, I watch from the corner of my eye as he comes to left side, crouching down on the floor so that his face his just beside mine.

Slowly, I turn my head to the side in his direction so that we're face to face.

"What do you mean?" I say in a hushed tone, staring into his eyes.

A sigh leaves Josh's mouth before he brings his hand up to my face, his thumb swipes across my cheek smudging the tears on my face along It's way. My lips part at his gentle touch, the eye closing momentarily to savour the moment before I open them again to look at his perfectly sculpted face.

"What do you mean by pity, Josh?" I ask him in the same hushed tone. Josh remains quiet for a moment, moving his hand away from my face while I wait for him to answer my question.

"The thing is baby, I've never loved you, just used you for my own benefit." He says in a sweet tone, biting his bottom lip in order to control the grin that is trying to break onto his face.

His words hit me hard though. I feel my heart beat increasing rapidly with every passing second and my stomach clenching painfully making me want to puke.

"What..what are you saying?" I stutter out the words, hoping desperately that what I've heard is wrong.

"You heard me perfectly fine, darling. I never loved you." He repeats his words again and this time a loud cry escape my lips, the tears fall uncontrollably fall from my eyes and my breathing becomes ragged.

"No, no, no." I whisper shout, shaking my head in denial, not real caring about the pain my movements bring me. "You don't mean it." I say with a frown while trying to break my wrists free from the ropes that are holding me down.

"You don't mean it." I say again, shouting out loud and viciously trying to wiggle my wrists out of the confines, "Untie me. Remove these fucking ropes." I shout and cry at the same time but Josh doesn't respond not until I start screaming at the top of my lungs feeling like I'm losing my sanity.

"Stop screaming!" I hear him boom from beside me before I feel a sharp stinging pain on my left cheek, causing my screaming to come to halt and a whimper to escape my mouth in surprise while tears continue to pour out of eyes like a waterfall.

"Shout again and I'll cut your pretty little tounge." His threating and detached tone causes my body to shake in fear as I lie there totally still and out of breath, staring at the ceiling, wanting for it to crumble down onto me so that I die without feeling anymore pain, both physical and emotional.

" He doesn't love me. Doesn't love me. Never loved me." I mumble to myself still not able to believe it. How can he not love me? He's always told me that he does. How can he forget about all the time we've spent together, all the beautiful memories we've made together? He just can't, no one can.

"Hmm, but Harry won't like that. Will he? He won't like to see his precious Stella without a tongue." The mention of Harry's name causes my train of thoughts to come to halt and I turn my head in Josh's direction again, my frown deepening, tears still flowing out of my eyes.

I open my mouth to ask him that how does he know Harry and the fact that he calls me Stella, but no words come out of it, it feels like all of the sudden my energy has been drained, making me incapable of even uttering a single word. As if Josh can read the question just from looking at me, he smiles.

"Aaah, It's a long story Laura. Bet Harry'll wake up If I start telling you." His smile falters a bit and a sigh escapes his lips as he sit down cross-legged on the floor before starting talking again, "But I believe you do deserve an explanation, I mean, god know how long you'll have to suffer Harry's wrath before you die." Josh chuckles at the same time I let out another small cry, making it very clear that he finds it all funny.

"Don't..don't d-do this to me, please. I beg you." I plead, looking at him with eyed full of tears, not believing that he's the same guy I had fallen in love with. The person who had never let me cry before who now is sitting here, right beside me, with a wide smile on his face while I'm crying my eyes out.

"So, do you or do you not want to solve the mystery of how I know Harry and who Stella is?" Josh questions me, fully ignoring my plead and cries to not to hand me back to Harry.

I don't reply to his question, knowing fully well that he'll do whatever he wants, my input doesn't matter here. If he wants to tell me anything, he will. If he does not, he won't. Simple as that.

"I take that as a yes then." I hear him say with a small laugh and I feel my bottom lip quivering again, not believing that he's finding my helplessness amusing, making me realize that he's no better than Harry.

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OKAY SO I TRIED TO MAKE A LONGER CHAPTER.

AND ANYONE WHOSE CONFUSED RIGHT NOW, DON'T WORRY TO YOU'LL BE ABLE UNDERSTAND EVERYTHING VERY SOON.

HOPE THIS CHAPTER WAS WORTH THE WAIT. :)

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