** Trigger Warning: Please skip the starred section if you are sensitive to sexual abuse (more so than what has already been done in this story). If not, continue reading!**

"Give me your phone."  Louis demanded right away. I managed to get up and sit in the seat properly. "I mean it, Niall. Give me the damn phone." Louis barked out and I was scared, but I handed him the phone as the car started moving. The two guys that had grabbed me were in the front seats, one driving and the other on the look out. "Alright." The window rolled down and then he threw my cell phone out. "Now that that's done..."

"Louis, I-" I stammered, pushing my body further against the door to stay as far away from Louis as possible. I knew what he was capable of and I was terrified. 

"Niall, I have done a lot of things for you." Louis said, reaching forward and placing a hand on my thigh. I flinched, but he didn't seem to notice. "And I can only say that I am disappointed in you." He shook his head back and forth and then removed his hand. "A little birdie told me you were thinking on getting out of here."

"I-"

"Shut up, Niall." Louis shook his head again. I could fell the tension in the air. "I got Naomi that job with Zayn Malik years ago and let's just say that we have been keeping in contact." He glanced out the window and I followed his eyes sight, seeing that were were heading to the other side of the city, away from the mountains and Zayn's house. "I need you to understand a couple things, Niall."

"Louis, I just-"

"I told you to shut up!" Louis' hand came flying at my face and smacked me in the cheek. My face heated up as I grabbed my cheek and looked away from Louis. "I want you to get this straight. I own you. Get it?" He grabbed the collar of my shirt and yanked me forward. "Do you think you can just run away after all I had given you?" We were face to face and he was angry. And I didn't mean he was just upset or anything. He was livid and his face was red. 

"I took you off the streets. I set you up to make a living and you repay me like this?" Louis scoffed. "Pathetic, Niall. Just pathetic."

"I wasn't running away. I was just, uh, packing up for the rounds, you know?" I tried to lie my way out of it. Naomi didn't know that Zayn was going to save me and take me away from everything. I guess she just thought that I was running because I asked to pick up some things from my place. She had ratted me out. I had so much trust in her and she was planning against me the whole time. 

"Don't lie. You were never good at it." Louis looked out the window again. "And don't think you will be going back to Zayn." He said almost nonchalantly. My eyes widened, because never seeing Zayn ever again would be hell and I was living in hell at that moment. "Nick, stop by my house. I need to pick up a few things."

I sat there, afraid to say anything to Louis in fear of him hitting me again. The car looped around the city and stopped at a nice house which I figured was Louis'. I had never been to his place before. Louis got out of the car and slammed the door shut. The two guys up front looked back at me and then rolled the window down so that Louis could speak to them. 

"Go ahead and do whatever you want with him. I don't give a f.uck anymore. He's trash to me." I watched in horror as the Nick, the driver got out of the car. 

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"I'm going for a smoke." He told his partner, who smirked and looked back at me before getting out of the car. I watched with wide eyes as he walked from the front of the car to the back of the car where I was. 

The door opened and he slid himself inside. "You're name's Niall, right?" He asked, scooting a little closer towards me. I nodded even thought I was shaking terribly. This was different than all the other times where clients would come onto me. This man wasn't one of my clients. He was one of Louis' guards and the look in his eyes gave me the chills. "Niall is a nice name." He smirked, placing his large hand on my thigh. He moved in for a kiss, but I shied away. 

Knowing Zayn and living by his side for only a little while had taught me so many things. It taught me that none of this was okay and I should live my life like every other sixteen year old. And that wasn't a life filled with sex, drugs, and money. 

"Don't be like that." He went in for another kiss, this time landing one on my neck where he sucked lightly. I tried to push him away, but there was a reason why he was Louis' guard. He was a large man and very strong. He had no trouble holding me in place while his lips worked on my skin, leaving a small bruise. "Boss gave me the go ahead, so don't disappoint." He smirked, smashing his lips against me. I kept my own lips in a tight line so that he knew I wasn't going to kiss him back.

He shoved his hand down my pants and began to stroke me. My natural response made me hard in his hand, but my mind was elsewhere. I wanted him off of me and it didn't look like that was going to happen any time soon. When he realized that he wasn't getting a reaction out of me other than what was natural for me, he got angry. He shoved me back and I hit my head on the window, causing my vision to gain little black dots. 

"You must like it rough then, eh?" He pumped me faster in his hand and I couldn't help but let out a small moan. "That's it." He ripped my pants down and I soon felt his hot breath on my groin. I kicked out and managed to land a blow to his chin. He stumbled back and jerked up, hitting his head on the ceiling of the car. "Dammit." He cursed. "You little-"

I kicked again, this time hitting his nose. Blood poured down his chin as I hit him in the perfect spot. I quickly turned around, grabbing for the door handle and opening the door. I tumbled out with my pants half way down my thighs. I scraped my elbows and before I could get any farther, I was yanked back into the car and my wrists were grabbed. "Let me go!" I yelled, thinking that could do something, but in reality, no one could hear me. 

"You f.ucking broke my nose you little s.hit."

Maybe I shouldn't have kicked him so far, because what came next hurt more than when Liam would get violent. I don't know how many times the guys hit my sides to make me succumb, but he succeeded and I lied there in pain as he worked himself in his hand and lined himself up. 

How had my life come to this? I blamed my parents in the start, but I was he one who decided to become a part of this world. Louis had given me an option, and I foolishly accepted his offer. 

Time ticked on agonizingly slow as  this man slammed himself into me. I tried to fight back with what strength I had, but he restrained me by wrapping the seat belt straps around my wrists. They burned into my skin and it just wasn't enough to pull myself free. 

He emptied himself in me before slapping my a.ss and then wiping his sweaty forehead. I ached all over from the abuse and the rape. My head was spinning and my insides burned. I had never felt so terrible in my life. Not when my father beat me,or when Liam was too rough. 

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"You done in there." The driver said, knocking on the window. They exchanged a few words that I bothered not to listen to. What was the point anyways. I obviously wasn't making it out of this situation. Not even Zayn knew I was leaving with Naomi that day. I should have just listened to him and stay inside, away within his protective walls. But no, my new sense of freedom got the best of me. I should have been more careful. 

This was the end for me. I could feel it. Louis was pissed. He tossed me to his hungry wolves. He had been watching me this whole time while I was with Zayn. I bet he had some deal with Liam too. Louis was a snitch and he had enough money to control ten of me, hell, a hundred prostitutes with no problem. 

I managed to sit up, my wrists still snug in the wrapped seatbelt. I let my tears fall as this strangers fluids dripped down my legs and ultimately onto the upholstery of the car seat. The two guards got into the front and remained silent as Louis came out of his house and to the car. 

He sat in the back with me and grimaced. "Now I need to buy a new car. This one smells like you hairy ball sack, George." Louis shook his head back and forth. "And you-" He looked over at me. I knew I looked like hell. I was beaten and bloodied, crying from the pain and all of the emotions flowing through me. "Clean yourself up for gods sake." He leaned over and let my hands free. I quickly pulled my pants back up and curled in on myself. 

I just wanted to be back with Zayn.

A/N: The comments on the last chapter were just amazing! Thank you all, and dont worry! I'll have lots of chapters for you guys coming up. I have a bunch of things planned.

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Jachxx