I BLEED FOR HIM

Chapter 5

**LOUIS POV**

As Xavier dragged me to whatever this "training room" was, I couldn't control the tremors in my body. Blood was still on my head, and it felt like my skull had been split open with an axe.

"I told you not to be a brat," he shouted, shoving me to the floor. "But you wouldn't listen. Now this is what you'll be experiencing from now on. Kiss your good days goodbye."

I couldn't understand what he was saying. My head was throbbing, and blood was rushing in my ears. I leaned against the wall in order to stand straight and catch my breath.

He grabbed me by the hand and threw me into a cell. The smell hit me first. It smelled of death and blood, and I couldn't control the bile in my throat. I threw up and not long after, I passed out.

I could hear the lock click and footsteps receding. My fate was being sealed in despair.

"I'm sorry," I whispered before falling unconscious.

Splash! Splash!

I shuddered as cold water began to seep into my bones.

"He's awake," they muttered, eyeing me disgustingly.

"The boss said dress him up for the sponsor."

I struggled to sit and catch my breath. "Who are you guys?" I whispered. I didn't have any strength left in me.

The younger one answered me. "Boss said: dress you well, and drag you if you can't walk. Why did you even join this group if you didn't know what you were in for?"

The other two in the room grabbed me roughly to my feet. I winced as black spots danced behind my eyes for a while. They dragged me to the bathroom and stripped me of my clothes. They washed the grime off my body and oiled me. I sat there in shame, my nerves fraying.

*Where are they taking me?*

I was given some food, like it was being shoved down my throat.

Then they blindfolded me. I struggled wildly against them.

"What, you don't want to be blindfolded? But you can do it to others," the eldest said. He hit me, knocking the little strength I had left away.

I struggled to stay conscious as they blindfolded me. That, added to my shaking body and heart, nearly broke me.

We passed many corners, and I was led into a room. I could make out the boss's voice because it was remarkable and very deep. The room smelled like s*x and sin. I could hear people moaning in the background, some whistling, and others crying.

*Just where the hell am I?*

He cleared his voice to gain their attention. "This here is a virgin, and has not been tainted before. He can serve as a means of satisfaction for my service today."

I couldn't understand who he was talking about.

Some hands began grazing my body. I pushed them away.

"What a fierce cat we have here."

I ripped the blindfold off hastily and saw some old men leering at me. I saw the boss sitting in a corner, smirking at me. I stared at him with horror in my eyes.

"If he's too stubborn, I know what to do with him," his voice echoed in the room.

He signaled two of his guys. They held me down and poured drinks down my throat. I tried to resist, but they were too strong for my feeble body.

I started feeling hot, and I began tearing off all the clothes I had on.

They walked to me and started touching me. There was more than one. The drugs made my body betray me. I moaned, and I hated myself for it. I was trying to tell my body to refuse, but I was doing the exact opposite. Each of them touched me greedily, and one of them entered me forcefully.

I tried to resist, fighting them, but I was soon overpowered.

The torture continued until I passed out.

When I regained consciousness, I could still feel people on me. I was disgusted with myself. I wanted to tear my skin off and write down the words of hate I felt for myself.

I faded out of consciousness, still feeling them destroying my body. I think they eventually stopped, and I was lifted and thrown into my cell.

I lay down and laughed at my misery.

*I just want to die.*

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**BOSS POV**

Watching him being destroyed brought joy to my heart. I had promised to destroy him and make him regret ever being born in that family.

I smiled and pursed my mouth. "I told my guards: don't make him die. This is still the beginning. I wonder how much he can endure before he breaks."

I want to see his face when I tell him—

I scoffed and entered my room, away from that mess.

I stared at my phone, watching the video of him pushing his friend off the stairs. I chuckled, studying his expression.

Time to create some ruckus.

I posted the video and destroyed the phone.

Time for a good sleep.

I wonder if the world will sleep like me.