Chapter 2

"Harry, please don't do this to us, son, we love you" My dad said while hugging my mom tightly in his arms as they both shiver in fear.

"The only reason why I didn't left when I turned 16 is because of Gemma, now that Gemma has been gone for a very long time, I don't think I have any use for you two" I said, fidgeting and gripping the gun pointed at them placed on my hand.

I felt anxious and mad, as I swallowed and took a deep breath, I pointed the gun at my shaking and crying Dad and pulled the trigger.

B A N G

"NO!" my Mom screamed, she stared at my dad's unconscious body and turned around, she slowly walked away from me, after a few more steps away from me, I saw her kneeling down on the floor, I walk towards her and pointed the gun at the back of her head, she mutters prayers of some sort, I just laughed.

"We were never a big believer of God, Mom, so what's the use of praying to someone who is not real?" I said

She didn't say anything, not even a word, not even a sound, she placed both of her hands on her chest and closed her eyes.

"Goodbye"

Then I pulled the trigger once again.

B A N G

I wiped the gun clean with a piece of cloth and placed the gun at the floor, no matter how hard the police will try to suspect me of my mother and father's murder, they'll never find proof, I win.

I jolt awake, that dream has been haunting me for ages now, the thing is, it's not a dream … it actually did happen.

Maybe it's time for the next dream … the next killing.

~*~

"Louis"

"Louis"

A voice whispered closely behind me, I shrug the voice off and tried to go back to sleep.

"If you don't wake up right now, I'll f*cking kill you"

I lift myself up and stood at the side of the bed as fast as I can. The next thing I hear is laughter, I rub my neck and took a deep breath, thank god it's not Harry. I squint my eyes at the person standing in front of me, he was shirtless and was only wearing white sweatpants, he has brown hair and a scruffy beard, I'll admit he's good looking.

He stopped laughing and cleared his throat "Hi, I'm Liam, Liam Payne, I never had a chance to introduce myself," He finishes his introduction by handing his hand out for me to shake, which I gladly did.

I smiled, he's polite too, now that's a plus, "I'm Louis Tomlinson" I said gripping his hand a little bit more.

He nods, "I know, Um …" he stops talking for a moment and laughed once again, I looked at him confused until I realized, I sleep naked, I looked down and saw I still am naked.

In front of a stranger

Who is holding my hand,

Before I could do anything, the door opens and reveals a rather confused and angry Harry, looking back and forth between Liam and me, I quickly jumped into the bed and grabbed the duvet and covered myself with it, which made Liam laugh harder, and which made Harry angrier.

"What the hell is happening here?" Harry asks in a lower and raspier voice.

"I was just introducing myself, H, It's not my fault he's naked" Liam answers

I glared at him "I sleep naked," I state, Liam looks at me and back at Harry with wide eyes,

Did I do something wrong? Why is he so surprised?

"First of all, do not talk to Liam and me with that tone, your voice is annoying, we get it," Harry says

Liam laughs … well, that hurt.

What do you expect Louis? To be treated like a prince in this place, or at least have respect? Those days are long gone bro, welcome to your new life. I thought to myself,

I bowed my head and just nodded, if I want to at least get this done and over with, I need to stop being so stubborn.

"Good, at least you know how to listen, anyways, there are clothes in the cabinet right there, go change and meet me at my study, I need to talk to you," Harry says, he walks out and angrily closes the door behind him.

"Well, he definitely hates you, good thing I don't," Liam says and laughs once again.

"Thanks, Liam" I tried to smile but it only came out more like a grimace.

Liam smiles and waves goodbye before opening the door and walking out, closing the door behind him carefully.

"Great way to start your first day here Louis, you f*cking flashed your "master" and his friend --who is actually really nice-- and even got something for Harry to be annoyed at, which is your voice, great job, Louis, excellent job" I muttered.

I thumped my forehead in frustration and took a deep breath afterward, let's get this started then.

~*~

Where is his study !?

I have been looking everywhere and I still can't find it, I slowly approached a door at the end of the hallway when suddenly I hear a loud growl, I look at my left, it was a dog, a very big dog, It was cute, but It's almost the half of my size, and it was … running straight at me.

The dog jumped me and It made me lose my balance. I toppled backward and fell on the floor, head first, which f*cking hurt … a lot. The dog licked my face and barked, at least he likes me.

"What the hell are you doing now?"

Oh God, really Louis? embarrassing yourself again, on the same day… when did you become an idiot?

"This dog jumped me," I said trying not to annoy him this time … with my voice. I tried to pry him off of me, but it just jumped hard on my stomach.

"You're an idiot," He said before lifting the dog up like it was nothing.

That's what I told myself, Harry, if only you heard me.

"Thank you," I said which he completely ignored and just walked straight inside the room. I lift myself up and massaged the back of my head, I hope I don't have a concussion because of that hard fall.

I followed him inside trailing behind him, His study was 3 times as big as the room I was staying in, It was filled with hundreds of books on every shelf, 2 tables with 6 chairs each on each side of the room, It was bigger than the library of my old school in Doncaster.

I miss Doncaster, I miss my old friends and my sisters, I sighed. Completely forgetting there was someone on the room, good thing he doesn't give a crap out of what I actually feel. Anyways, he has a dog which I didn't expect from him, I thought he was going to be one of those killers who hate animals … he also has a lot of books, and I never thought he would even have time to read, I thought he only cared about planning his murders or something.

Maybe there are certain things you need to stop doing Louis, and one thing is that you need to stop thinking of those cliché killer stereotypes you see on the telly, this is real life My inner thoughts were right once again.

"Sit" He orders, interrupting my thoughts, he puts the dog down.

He sat down on the chair behind the desk and I sat down on the chair in front of him. The dog just continued to behave, well … I guess I'm not the only one following orders from Harry Styles.

"What's his name?" I asked, immediately I covered my mouth, He ignored my question and just stared at me straight in the eyes.

Louis, stop doing idiotic stuff, you're going to get yourself killed, literally.

"You have one important job, Louis, you're very lucky to have this part of my job," He says

I was confused but also scared, what if he makes me kill people, what if he turns me into a murderer like him?

He reaches out for something on a folder in front of him he shuffles the papers neatly, he stops, he grips a piece of paper and analyses it and smiles. He hands me the paper he was holding, I reached out for it and immediately regretting it.

It was a picture of a girl, a number at the bottom left corner of it, 6, it was going to be his sixth kill. I'm going to be a part of it, I just stared at the piece of paper and felt my eyes water, I immediately calmed myself down and lifted my head up, I stared at the beautiful green eyes in front of me, I knew that whatever I do at this moment, it wouldn't matter, 'cause he will still be killing me, the girl or probably both.

"Well, I assume you already know what your job is going to be," he says, with a slight grin masking his face.

I want to punch him, slap the living sense out of him, I want to rip his throat out and smash his head on his desk … I wanted to kill him, which will basically turn me into him, so I didn't think of those thoughts any longer.

I just nodded.

"you know how to use your mind after all" He states, snickering afterward.

"I thought you would have much more to say than just nodding, Louis"

"Even if I have something to say, it wouldn't matter to you anyways" I state

He nods "that's right, but then again, I thought you would have gone crazy just by seeing that picture of an innocent girl"

"There is enough crazy in this room, styles, and that's you," I said

He stood up fast and walked around his desk he leaned his body towards me, his whole face was across from mine, closer and closer, my heart was beating so fast I can almost hear it. He reached for my face and I felt comfortable, I closed my eyes, I don't know why, but him touching me felt amazing, not until I felt a slap right across my right cheek.

"I'm not crazy or insane or impractical, Louis … I have reasons, and most of those reasons are for myself to keep unless you actually will make a miracle and maybe I'll trust you with my reasons … but for now, you're nothing to me" He says

I don't know why, but that hurt, I am nothing to him, I will forever be nothing, I honestly do not know why I was hurt with that statement … I'm just hoping that whatever my mind Is up to, hopefully, it's to something far from being crazy, my sanity, and the presence of my morality is the only thing that is making me feel like myself, I do not want to lose it.

"I'm done with this, Liam will explain to you the details, he's the one in charge of getting rid of the body, you're in charge of getting the girl to me, it's a pretty easy job, don't mess it up." He says,

"Okay," I said, standing up and turned around, right before I got to walk away, Harry mutters something

I turn around "what?" I asked

He sighs "His name is Maxwell," He says and holds a book in front of his face and reads.

I waved at the dog sitting comfortably right beside Harry, "Bye, Maxwell" I said,

I turned around and walked away

I realized one thing about Harry, he can change into a thousand moods per minute, he can turn angry and nice and then angry again, it's confusing, I hate it.

One thing I don't hate is his eyes … I can't believe I called his eyes, beautiful

~*~

I walked down the stairs slowly and looked around,

"Liam?" I shouted

"In here" I heard his voice coming from a room right beside me, I opened the door and found Liam eating, this must be the kitchen. I was surprised there isn't any maids or cooks in this place,

"If you're surprised why there is not a single maid or chef in this place, it's because Harry is a very stubborn person, it will take guts before he can trust anybody other than me and his other friend oh and also, he doesn't need a cook because he can cook his, I mean, our meals himself, not everything about harry is bad or stuck up Louis," He says

I scoffed "right," I said sarcastically

He laughed but completely stopped when he saw me gripping my cheek, he stood up and walked towards the gigantic fridge and got a pack of ice and handed me it, he pulls my hand away from my face and pats the pack of ice slowly and carefully on my cheek, the cold stung my skin, I hissed at him.

"He hurt you," He said with worry in his voice

I half smiled and sighed "yeah … he did, it's not the first time though, and I bet this is not going to be the last, so I would really need to get used to it"

"He never does that … not even to me when he hired me and I did a job wrong, but him physically hurting you is just far from my expectations"

I smiled "maybe he's got a crush on you," I said

He laughed "don't be ridiculous, Lou, he's not gay"

He's not gay … I was hoping he could at least be bisexual, but I don't even understand why his sexual orientation matters to me, there is literally something wrong with me today, I hate it.

"You called me Lou?" I said

He smiled "Yeah, I guess I did, I hope you don't mind though"

I shook my head "of course not"

I felt myself shiver, "are you okay?" he asks, I nod.

"Just nervous, I guess" that's not just the reason though, there is just so many questions in my mind that I want answers too, maybe Liam could help me with my questions, but I'm afraid he'll think I'm barging in on their personal lives, I probably should just keep my questions to myself for now.

Or maybe I should ask just one question

"What dog breed is Maxwell?" I asked

Liam furrowed his eyebrows in confusion and tilted his head and just stared at me. "you know the dog's name?" He asks

I chuckled "yes, why?"

"Just weird, because I have never known the dog's name not until 3 years after harry hired me, anyway enough of the chit chat, we have some work to do," He says

I gulped "yeah like I have a choice anyway" I said

Liam takes a deep breath and places his hand on my shoulder, and grips it carefully "You'll be fine, as long as you don't try to escape or do the job wrong, Just remember to sleep right away after your job, Louis, you do not want to witness or even hear everything that will come afterward.

I nodded, "Okay"

~*~

This is it … I can't believe I'm actually going to be an accomplice, ME a lawyer who is supposed to be the one who fixes these things and solves them with logic and factual proof.

I felt my heart pounding as I open the bar door, alright Louis just like Liam said, walk-in, order something, pick up the girl Harry asked for, the rest is in your head.

I sat down at one of the chairs in front of the bar and ordered a bottle of beer, the drinks are the only thing that is good in this plan, I gulped one bottle in one go, I nervously scan the area for the girl.

"Hi" A voice said behind me

I turn around … my heart sinks, It's the girl, I might puke from the nervousness.

"Hey" I said

"Aren't you Louis Tomlinson? The lawyer who got Harry Styles convicted?" She asked

"Yeah I am," not until Harry Styles miraculously got out of prison, I really need to know how he got out in the first place actually.

"Well, I didn't know you were actually THIS fit in personal" she purred

I gulped, here we go "Babe, you haven't seen the best of me just yet, mind if we go somewhere private?" I asked

She giggled and nodded

I grabbed her hand and squeezed it tightly, there is still time to save her Louis, you're a lawyer, you risk your own life to save someone else's … it's your job.

I sighed, I walk towards the car and suddenly Liam comes out of the car grabs her shoulders and kicks her hard in the stomach, she passes out.

"Good job, Louis," He said

I just nod … that's all I could do, nod, because now I realized, that I am never going to be able to save the lives because I am going to be a part of the actual killing, I feel dirty and useless and completely horrible … what did I do to deserve this.

~*~

Just remember to sleep right away after your job, Louis, you do not want to witness or even hear everything that will come afterward.

Liam's reminder was ringing all over my head, I should've listened to Liam, then I wouldn't be hearing the ---

"NO!!!"

Screams

The horrible piercing screams of the girl who was once healthy and was completely free… I had witnessed it entirely from a different perspective, from a very horrible point of view, I completely regret everything, I should've ran away with the girl someplace safe, like a police station, but I knew Harry will just make something possible and negotiate with someone to come and get me and he would've killed me if I did that.

One thing I realized, I am a very shallow person, I let the girl die because I do not want to die. I was wrong about not having a choice, I did have a choice, I was just too selfish so ignored it.

I crumpled myself with the duvets and for the first time in my life, I cried, this time not because of joy, this is not like the time where I saw my sisters getting their first-ever dates and I had to see them walk with their dates seeing them happy, this is not the same when seeing my diploma for the very first time in my hand and my very first job offer in another hand, this is not the cries where I first proved someone of a guilty verdict.

This is not tears of joy, this is pain, desperation, helplessness, sadness, and fear combined all at once.

I have nowhere to go

No one to talk to

No one to ask for help

I'm alone, I'll be doing something I despise with someone I truly hate, for the rest of my life.

I'm still hoping someone WILL help me …