The Broken Angels
Chapter 11
Niall’s POV:
I couldn’t believe what just happened. The love of my life just left me, because of my stupid mistakes. I feel so ashamed, she was my princess, and I didn’t treat her right, I seriously couldn’t stand myself. I roamed the streets of Ireland aimlessly as the tears streamed down my face. Of course I love Carrie not Kristen! Why did I kiss her? I was just caught in the moment, Kristen broke my heart, and Carrie was the one who was fixing it, and that’s how I repayed her. I walked alone looking at all the lovey dovey couples as they shared kisses and sweet loving words, that’s how me and Carrie used to be, I was, and still am ultimately in love with her, but nothing lasts forever. I glanced around me once again catching a glimpse of her familiar jet black hair, the moment I saw it, I knew who she was, it was Kristen, I was about to turn around and walk away when she unfortunately noticed me and yelled my name running after then grabbing my wrist.
“Hey Ni, were are you going baby,” I winced at her nickname, Carrie always called me Ni, or her little penguin.
“Not now Kristen please,” I whispered looking at the cold cemented ground.
“Ouch, someone’s in a bad mood,” she fake pouted as she put her arms around my neck, just the way Carrie always did, but Carrie had a loving touch when she did that, unlike Kristen.
“Kristen, just leave me alone,” I said my voice getting louder as the rain pitter pattered on the ground making the atmosphere seem even more gloomy.
“Sorry babe, but you aren’t leaving any time soon,” Kristen smirked venom dripping out of her mouth with every word.
“What’s that supposed to me-mmpphh,” I tried to yell as someone held me from the back and pressed a cloth to my mouth. I tried to hold my breath in for as long as possible, but I eventually couldn’t, the last thing that I remembered before I blacked out was Kristen’s panicked face as a well built figure towered above me. “Wake up you son of a bitch,” a rough voice spat as he kicked me in the stomach, causing a searing pain to echo through my body. I tried moving my hands but they were bound together from the back, and a gag was placed around my mouth blocking my groans. I tried to adjust my eyes to the light, finally getting a clear vision of the two figures above me.
“So pretty boy,” the man who kicked me spat.
“What we want is simple,” he slapped me across the face hard.
“We want money, and seeing as you’re famous, we know you’re gonna give us that,” the other one spoke with a smirk planted on his face. I whimpered slightly, does that mean I’m never gonna see Carrie, or the boys again? I could feel the tears start making their way down my face at the thought of death, it really did scare me, but I deserved this, for cheating on Carrie and hurting her when I knew she was already broken enough.
“Such a wimp,” the first man yelled colliding his fist with my face.
“So basically, we’re gonna ask for ransom, from your lovely little lady friend, what was she called again? Hmmmmm Carrie, yeah that’s it,” the one who was hitting me said causing me to flinch.
“And because she loveeeeeeeeeees you, she’s simply gonna come and hand us the money now isn’t she,” the man pulled my hair as I tried to speak, anger driving me on with every syllable. I swear to god if they dare lay a finger on Carrie I’m gonna kill them myself. No one, and I mean no one can hurt the person I love.
“Mhhhhhph, dgmt hkt htr,” I tried to speak furiously as I thrashed around in the chair I was strapped to trying to free myself but of course with no luck. I don’t know how they understood me but they did.
“Don’t worry we won’t hurt you’re little princess, she’s gonna be okay, we’re also gonna give you back to her, don’t worry, but let’s just say, you won’t be in the best shape you’ve ever been,” the second man smirked grabbing me and tightening the ropes that attached me to the chair. They both untied my hands then started to tie me again to the chair with the gag still covering my mouth, then they both got a video camera, and started taping the horrendous scene.
“Good morning miss Price,” the first man smirked coming closer to me.
“We just wanted to ask you a little favour,” the other one continued also taking a step towards me causing me to unintentionally flinch again for what seemed like the millionth time.
“As you can see, we’ve got this pretty little boy, that might just mean a liiiittle something to you,” they spoke as the man slapped me across the face causing me to groan in pain, I was trying to contain my pain for Carrie’s sake, but at the moment, it wasn’t working very well.
“And we just wanted to say, that if you do want to see him again,” the first one smirked as I whimpered. What if I really don’t see her again, what if I don’t see any of my friends again. I mean I’m not even sure if Carrie’s willing to save me after what I’ve done to her and how much I’ve hurt her, and I she does decide to, how is she gonna get the money, the only money she has is the one she’s been saving for her college.
“You might have to pay us 300 000 pounds in cash by tomorrow midnight,” they spoke, making me feel like my chances were totally gone, unless a miracle happens, I’m gonna die here for sure.
“Be careful, if you’re late, he’s a goner,” the second man punched me in the stomach causing me to groan and double over in pain.
“Now little Niall might have to beg a little for this shouldn’t he?” They both smirked as they once again hit me hard on the face.
“Scream out her name Niall, tell her to come and save you,” they ordered taking out a knife as I shook my head no in response. I was terrified but I’m determined not to let Carrie see it. I won’t let her see that I’m weak, I can’t.
“Do it you son of a bitch do it!!” The first man slashed my arm causing me to try and scream in pain into the cloth that blocked my mouth. I could see the vibrant red liquid oozing out of my weak skinny arms making me feel slightly nauseous.
“mppphhrie,” I tried to scream into the cloth again, it was horrible, I was trying to hold all my emotions in, but the pain I was enduring was indescribable, and now even when I try to let everything out, the rag in my mouth locked it all inside.
“Louder!” They both yelled causing me to whimper.
“Louder!!”
“smne me mphhh sme me,” I tried to scream as they slashed my cheek with their blunt, silver knife, with every hit more tears were streaming down my face. After those men were finally pleased, they shut off the camera ad left the room, leaving me gagged and tied up to my thoughts, hoping Carrie would come and save me soon. I can’t believe Kristen was in on this! I shouldn’t have ever trusted her, she really didn’t deserve my tears as Carrie said before.
I couldn’t believe what just happened. The love of my life just left me, because of my stupid mistakes. I feel so ashamed, she was my princess, and I didn’t treat her right, I seriously couldn’t stand myself. I roamed the streets of Ireland aimlessly as the tears streamed down my face. Of course I love Carrie not Kristen! Why did I kiss her? I was just caught in the moment, Kristen broke my heart, and Carrie was the one who was fixing it, and that’s how I repayed her. I walked alone looking at all the lovey dovey couples as they shared kisses and sweet loving words, that’s how me and Carrie used to be, I was, and still am ultimately in love with her, but nothing lasts forever. I glanced around me once again catching a glimpse of her familiar jet black hair, the moment I saw it, I knew who she was, it was Kristen, I was about to turn around and walk away when she unfortunately noticed me and yelled my name running after then grabbing my wrist.
“Hey Ni, were are you going baby,” I winced at her nickname, Carrie always called me Ni, or her little penguin.
“Not now Kristen please,” I whispered looking at the cold cemented ground.
“Ouch, someone’s in a bad mood,” she fake pouted as she put her arms around my neck, just the way Carrie always did, but Carrie had a loving touch when she did that, unlike Kristen.
“Kristen, just leave me alone,” I said my voice getting louder as the rain pitter pattered on the ground making the atmosphere seem even more gloomy.
“Sorry babe, but you aren’t leaving any time soon,” Kristen smirked venom dripping out of her mouth with every word.
“What’s that supposed to me-mmpphh,” I tried to yell as someone held me from the back and pressed a cloth to my mouth. I tried to hold my breath in for as long as possible, but I eventually couldn’t, the last thing that I remembered before I blacked out was Kristen’s panicked face as a well built figure towered above me. “Wake up you son of a bitch,” a rough voice spat as he kicked me in the stomach, causing a searing pain to echo through my body. I tried moving my hands but they were bound together from the back, and a gag was placed around my mouth blocking my groans. I tried to adjust my eyes to the light, finally getting a clear vision of the two figures above me.
“So pretty boy,” the man who kicked me spat.
“What we want is simple,” he slapped me across the face hard.
“We want money, and seeing as you’re famous, we know you’re gonna give us that,” the other one spoke with a smirk planted on his face. I whimpered slightly, does that mean I’m never gonna see Carrie, or the boys again? I could feel the tears start making their way down my face at the thought of death, it really did scare me, but I deserved this, for cheating on Carrie and hurting her when I knew she was already broken enough.
“Such a wimp,” the first man yelled colliding his fist with my face.
“So basically, we’re gonna ask for ransom, from your lovely little lady friend, what was she called again? Hmmmmm Carrie, yeah that’s it,” the one who was hitting me said causing me to flinch.
“And because she loveeeeeeeeeees you, she’s simply gonna come and hand us the money now isn’t she,” the man pulled my hair as I tried to speak, anger driving me on with every syllable. I swear to god if they dare lay a finger on Carrie I’m gonna kill them myself. No one, and I mean no one can hurt the person I love.
“Mhhhhhph, dgmt hkt htr,” I tried to speak furiously as I thrashed around in the chair I was strapped to trying to free myself but of course with no luck. I don’t know how they understood me but they did.
“Don’t worry we won’t hurt you’re little princess, she’s gonna be okay, we’re also gonna give you back to her, don’t worry, but let’s just say, you won’t be in the best shape you’ve ever been,” the second man smirked grabbing me and tightening the ropes that attached me to the chair. They both untied my hands then started to tie me again to the chair with the gag still covering my mouth, then they both got a video camera, and started taping the horrendous scene.
“Good morning miss Price,” the first man smirked coming closer to me.
“We just wanted to ask you a little favour,” the other one continued also taking a step towards me causing me to unintentionally flinch again for what seemed like the millionth time.
“As you can see, we’ve got this pretty little boy, that might just mean a liiiittle something to you,” they spoke as the man slapped me across the face causing me to groan in pain, I was trying to contain my pain for Carrie’s sake, but at the moment, it wasn’t working very well.
“And we just wanted to say, that if you do want to see him again,” the first one smirked as I whimpered. What if I really don’t see her again, what if I don’t see any of my friends again. I mean I’m not even sure if Carrie’s willing to save me after what I’ve done to her and how much I’ve hurt her, and I she does decide to, how is she gonna get the money, the only money she has is the one she’s been saving for her college.
“You might have to pay us 300 000 pounds in cash by tomorrow midnight,” they spoke, making me feel like my chances were totally gone, unless a miracle happens, I’m gonna die here for sure.
“Be careful, if you’re late, he’s a goner,” the second man punched me in the stomach causing me to groan and double over in pain.
“Now little Niall might have to beg a little for this shouldn’t he?” They both smirked as they once again hit me hard on the face.
“Scream out her name Niall, tell her to come and save you,” they ordered taking out a knife as I shook my head no in response. I was terrified but I’m determined not to let Carrie see it. I won’t let her see that I’m weak, I can’t.
“Do it you son of a bitch do it!!” The first man slashed my arm causing me to try and scream in pain into the cloth that blocked my mouth. I could see the vibrant red liquid oozing out of my weak skinny arms making me feel slightly nauseous.
“mppphhrie,” I tried to scream into the cloth again, it was horrible, I was trying to hold all my emotions in, but the pain I was enduring was indescribable, and now even when I try to let everything out, the rag in my mouth locked it all inside.
“Louder!” They both yelled causing me to whimper.
“Louder!!”
“smne me mphhh sme me,” I tried to scream as they slashed my cheek with their blunt, silver knife, with every hit more tears were streaming down my face. After those men were finally pleased, they shut off the camera ad left the room, leaving me gagged and tied up to my thoughts, hoping Carrie would come and save me soon. I can’t believe Kristen was in on this! I shouldn’t have ever trusted her, she really didn’t deserve my tears as Carrie said before.
7/31/13