TW/ HATE SPEECH

My head hurts, everything's dark. I think I have my eyes open, I have no fucking clue whats going on.

The back of my scalp is throbbing, I try to soothe the pain with my hand but I think my hands are tied. I scrunch my eyes shut, trying to stay calm. I can feel my heartbeat getting faster.

As I become more conscious, I can tell I'm moving so I'm in a car, what the fuck.

Right Luna, stay calm just like Harry taught you. We've discussed what would happen if something happened to me.

He was adamant nothing would happen, but for peace of mind I wanted him to teach me a few things. I'm so thankful he did.

I calm my breathing down, this is like those times your brother and his friends would lock you in the tree house.

The car comes to a stop, I can hear murmuring around me. A loud thud shocks me and I'm being grabbed again, everythings quiet. I kick out in order to try and get out of there grip. I cannot see a thing, I have no clue if it's day or night.

"Stop moving bitch." his grip tightens around my arm, I hiss out in pain. The breeze on my legs causes goosebumps to erupt.

We stop moving and I'm forced to sit, they take my arms and tie them to the chair, my body is frozen, I have no idea what to do, my brains telling me to fight, scream or do anything that will help me, but I can't.

"Why is she bleeding, for fuck sake, you where never meant to injure her.'' Why does this voice sound so familiar, but I can't place it, my head hurts too much to be able to process anything.

"How else would we have gotten her here, Harry was there." This is about Harry, wait is this Arcane?

I'm tempted to ask someone what they want, they all begin to murmur, my whole body aches. I'm so tired.

"Fuck, shes still dating that cunt.'' Wait...Max!

"Max?" my voice cracks when I finally speak.

"Fuck." I hear him mutter.

"I'm leaving, don't touch her. I need time to think." I can hear his footsteps as they retreat out of the place, now I have no clue who I'm left with.

The blindfold gets ripped off of my head, pulling some of my hair out as they take off the fabric, I scrunch my eyes shut due to the light. Dropping my head, I can feel the tears succumb to my eyes.

My hair is pulled up, to look at them. Once I open my eyes I'm fucking shocked at what I see.

"Chris, Liam?" what the fuck.

"Happy to see us." They both stand in front of me, arms crossed staring down at me, my dress is ripped, I have no clue where I am, all I want is Harry.

"Why?" I have to ask, why me?What did I ever do?

"Harry, it's his fault we had to take you, I know my lifes on the line but if I kill you then both Harry and Jack will be devastated." Chris speaks up, i'm so fucking confused.

"So you're going to kill me?" Liam eyes up Chris, I can see the panic in his eyes, he doesn't have it in him to kill me, why Liam, what does he have to do with this.

"Not sure yet, your brothers being a prick and don't want you dead." Max was here, I knew out, why did he leave, does he not want to help me, what does he have to do with this, if anything I'd think he'd be on Jack's side.

"Can I talk to max?" my voice cracks, I need to stay strong.

"No, now stop with the fucking questions." he walks close to me, gagging me. I tried my hardest not to cry, but my body betrays me and the sobs start and have no inclination of stopping, my body jolts with the sobs.

Chris and Liam both leave me alone in this room, my eyes scan the room to see if there's anything in here, it looks oddly familiar, i've been here before but my brain can't pinpoint it.

I can feel a wetness on the back of my head, i'm probably bleeding, I need to get my brother in this room, I can't even shout.

My tears fill my eyes, I'm starting to panic, I'm trying to stay calm and think about what Harry taught me, fuck why do I have to panic.

I can't focus on anything, I pull at the rope that's tied my wrists down, hoping to loosen them a little bit, or try to move the chair. I'm making too much noise, I'm going to get caught.

I'm going to die, they will kill me. Liam and Chris both hate my guts. The only good thing is Max might have a conscience but if he ignores me and let's Liam and Chris do whatever then I am fucked.

What about Harry, what's he going to do if I die? What about Goose? Zayn?, this can't be how I go. I was meant to flourish, travel the world with Harry, maybe buy my first house with the love of my life. Have a few kids, watch them grow.

I've not lived yet, I've only just found my first big love, the only love I need. My parents don't care about my life, but I want to be able to have my own family and do what my parents couldn't.

My thoughts are stopped when the door opens and its my brother, he's dyed his hair black and he looks exhausted, what the fuck has happened to him in the last few months, he looked so happy at the gala.

"Luna, fuck." he takes the gag out of my mouth, and crouches in front of me.

"Max, what's going on?" We've never liked each other, but he's still my brother.

"This is all harrys fault okay, you need to get away from him, youve been caught in the middle of this and you werent meant to, I thought that month apart would be it for you two, but your just liie mother a dumb bitch." ouch.

"How is this Harry's fault, and how do you know about the month apart, we never see each other." how the fuck does he know so much.

"I have people, but you need to fucking listen" he grabs my chin, gripping onto my face with all his strength and makes me look him directly in his eyes.

"Dad knows you're here, he wants us to keep you so we can do what we need to do to arcane, okay?" Wait, they kept me here because my dad wants to go after Jack?

"But dad helps jack, i've seen the paperwork, max what the fuck is going on?" I've never been more confused in my life.

"Don't worry about the logistics, you just need to stay here."

"No, let me go Max, let me go to Harry."

"Always been a dumb whore." he then smacks me across the face, splitting my lip. I groan out in pain.
I spit at him, aiming for his face. He wipes the spit and grabs my hair pulling me back and then slapping me again and spitting on me.

"You are no fucking sister of mine, I can't wait to have fun with that cunt of a boyfiernd of yours" I dont cry, he can't see me cry. I clench my jaw as he chuckles to himself as he leaves the room.

So my whole family knows I'm here, I'm guessing my mother knows. What the fuck was all the paperwork I saw then. My jaw hurts, my lips are pouring blood down my chin. I can see it fall onto my chest.

I want Harry, I need Harry. What am I mean to do, how the fuck do I get out of this. I have no idea where I am or what they want me for. Max said one thing but the two fucking idiots told me it was all Harrys fault.

I don't even know how much time passes, but my father walks into the room, he's dressed up in a fancy suit like always, holding a folder in his hands.

"Luna." ever so rigid. However, he takes a knife and cuts my arms free. Once my hands free, I stand and rub my wrists, I have clear bruising and friction marks from how tight they were wound.

"Micheal" No point calling him dad.

"I need to know a few things before we can move on." Why does the cunt have to be so ominous?

"What, and what do you mean move on? I'm not an animal you can't keep me caged up."  he shakes his head.

"Always have been difficult, even as a child you'd never obey the men in your life, is that why you chose Harry because he likes to rebel." if by rebel you mean murder people then okay, but he'd murder you in your sleep and not bat an eye about it.

"I love Harry, this has nothing to do with my own issues, your the fucking psycho who kidnapped his own flesh and blood, keeping me locked in here like some fucking animal at the zoo, its not normal." I grab the chair and launch it across the room.

"Can you fucking calm down, we have things to discuss." he passes me the folder.

"Read it, I'll be back shortly." This man is like a robot, he walks out without another word.

I open the folder and its photos of me and Harry, Harry with Liam, or courtney. These photos go back years. Why does my dad have this, why is he keeping tabs on Harry. He has photos of me and Harry in his office being sexual.

I could be sick, why do they have this? There's a few photos of Harry walking into that building. I finally piece together where I am, my parents' summer house in Surrey, why did they bring me here?

I hold my hand over my mouth, they've been stalking us, the year i've known Harry has been documented, nothings been sacred. I feel violated by my own family nonetheless. I run over to the door smacking it and screaming.

"LET ME OUT...YOU CAN'T DO THIS."

I fall to my knees and sob, still banging at the door. I need to leave, I can't be here, I want Harry.

"I want Harry." I repeat to myself over and over again under my breath, the door opens slightly and I shoot up to see who it is, my mother.

"Luna baby, your home, in a safe place with your family."

"Fucking safe, have you gone insane, you had people kidnap me, a fucking phone call would suffice mother." I snarl at the last word, let it sink in, what a shit parent she is.

"This was for you darling, we got you away from that murderer, now you can come and shower and have dinner with us."

"No, you've gone insane, surely they've fucking brainwashed you." she chuckles and shakes her head.

"Come on sweetie, your head's bleeding and your face is cut up, god Harry did a number on you didnt he, i knew he was a violent one."

"Who said Harry did this?"

"Max and your father, they said when they got you, you had been beaten." She's insane.

"No Max did this, the head wound was Chris and Liam."

"Don't be so silly, Max and his friends have been nothing but loving and helpful in this house, you shouldn't throw around these accusations." She drags me into another room, and gets the first aid kit.

What is wrong with her? Why is she acting this way? Usually she's cold hearted towards me and doesnt even view me as her child. Now she's calling me sweetheart and giggling to me.

Nothing gets said, I stay silent. She patches me up and lets me shower but she has to sit in the bathroom as I shower as a precaution apparently. Once I'm out and dressed, she escorts me to the dining room.

My dad, Chris, Liam and Max are all sitting around, in what looks like a serious conversation. When I walk in everyone looks up and the folders go away.

"Luna, sit we all need to talk to you, Michelle you can leave us now."

"Oh yes love." he winks at her and she leaves and slams the door, making me jump. I feel exposed in this nightie, that doesn't leave much to the imagination.

I take a seat, too scared to speak up. Liam is sitting next to me and traces his hand up my thigh. I'm scared to move his hand. There's four men in the room who could be armed.

Chris is on the other side and does the same, neither of them touch my private area but they get close enough to tease me, they both give each other knowing looks, I stare directly at Max, but I have a feeling he knows what's going on under the table.

"The folder I gave you earlier, I assume you've looked through it." I cough.

"Yes." way to be timid Luna.

"So now you see why you need to stay away from him, he's a no good murderer and doesn't need to be around my daughter." I have to try not to laugh at the use of the word daughter, as if that means anything.

"I know all about Harry, all the photos I've seen, we've discussed." he looks shocked, as if I had no clue about Harry, he almost looks disgusted.

"So you've willingly been with him, knowing what he does."

"We had issues but overall yes, how's it any different to how you got me here?" Both Liam and Chris squeeze my legs, making me hiss out in pain.

"Watch your tone, I'm your father." doesn't mean shit, if you never acted like one.

"That's it, Liam took her to the room, I've had enough of seeing her face." Liam and Chris grab me and escort me out, I'm pushed into a little room on the same floor as the dining room.

"We could have a go on you, but harrys been near you so id rather fucking not." Liam retorts, oh how lucky am I.

"I've been there once before, maybe your better now you've been fucked multiple times, I bet you let the two faggots have a turn as well" they both laugh.

"Maybe I fucking did, maybe I let them all have a go on me, you know better than you ever fucking could" I spit at him.

"What the fuck did you say" I grabs my hair and pulls me down, I scream out in pain.

"Chris, stop it Max hears he'll flip his shit, just let her go and let's get out." Liam looks pissed off but Chris seems to understand.

They both leave and I'm not sure if they lock the door but I'm too scared to even check right now, I sit on the small bed and breathe.

I have been fed so much fucking information, I have no clue what to think anymore, all I can think is that I want Harry, I want to be around him and Goose, I miss this morning when we where sat eating McDonald's.

I lay down, facing the ceiling. I could cry but nothing came. I feel so empty inside now, hoping I can leave soon.

I fall asleep thinking of Harry, Zayn and Louis. All I want is to be with them.