SCARS (1D)

What would you do if you were simply in the wrong place at the wrong time? Run? That's what Lucy and Nina did. Running led them to One Direction. Now, becoming best friends with the boys is easy. Lovers, amazing. But when names get to the press on a trip to Italy,  everybody better run because stories will be told and horrors will be relived when someone shows their SCARS.

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38. Chapter 37

Merry Christmas!!:)  another update Thursday hopefully.

EnjoyXx

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(Lucy's POV)

Tears continued to fall down my face as I laid the roses on the ground in front of me.

 

I had gone to my grandmothers burial place. After Liam broke up with me 2 days ago, I just needed someone to talk to. Nina was on a plane home, due to arrive later today.

 

"I'll be back again grandma." I whispered, walking away.

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Feet. This place smelt like feet. And hairspray. As I walked through the door of the studio Nina and I practically grew up in. I haven't danced in so long... Ever since the first day we had met the boys. I love dancing, don't get me wrong, but I'm beginning to think its time for me to pull my dancing career to an end. I'm ready to start settling down. Go to college. Grow up.

 

I waltz across the floor of the first dance room I enter. Once I reach the stereo I press play for whatever CD is in there and move to the middle of the floor to stretch.

 

Stretching allows time to think.

 

Liam. What did I do that made him think I couldn't trust him? I mean, sure. I left. Without warning or reason, but no matter how much I feel like I love Liam, my family will always come before him. I was beginning to feel like he was my family. He was the one I wanted to grow old with and raise children with.

 

"She walks to school with the lunch she packed

Nobody knows what she's holding back

Wearing the same dress she wore yesterday

She hides the bruises with the linen and lace, oh"

 

Concrete Angel starts playing through the speaker. I rise and begin to dance.

 

"The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask

It's hard to see the pain behind the mask

Bearing the burden of a secret storm

Sometimes she wishes she was never born

 

Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone

In a world that she can't rise above

But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place

Where she's loved concrete angel

 

Somebody cries in the middle of the night

The neighbors hear but they turn out the light

A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate

When morning comes it will be too late

 

Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone

In a world that she can't rise above

But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place

Where she's loved concrete angel

 

A statue stands in a shaded place

An angel girl with an upturned face

A name is written on a polished rock

A broken heart that the world forgot

 

Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone

In a world that she can't rise above

But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place

Where she's loved concrete angel"

 

The door opens behind me but I pay no attention. I finish my dance hitting my final pose with tears running down my face. 

 

I see a sudden flash and I'm on the ground in agonizing pain. I slowly open my eyes to see a pair of big black boots coming near me.

 

The last thought running thought my head before I'm knocked out cold.

 

(LIAMS POV!!!)

 

I feel a pain in my head. No. Not from Nina punching me. I deserved that. This was more like a blinding, sudden pain. Like I was being hit in the head with a bat.

 

'I love you Liam...'

 

My head shot up. Her voice was so clear, as if she was in the same room as me. I frantically searched around for any sign that she came back. Nothing.

 

'HELP!' rings through my ears. I run out to the living room where Harry, Louis, and Zayn are all gathered around watching X Factor.

 

"Liam? What's up mate? You look confused." Louis says while I continue searching.

 

"Lucy?" I ask the air, waiting for a reply.

 

"Liam..." Zayn says, slowly rising off the couch, looking at me as if I were crazy. "Lucy went home."

 

"but I heard her. She's here."

 

"no. She's not." Harry said.

 

"then where?"

 

"she went home," Zayn said softly, placing a hand on my shoulder.

 

"yeah. Nina and Niall landed a few hours ago. Call them," Louis suggested, zoning back into the show.

 

"good idea." 

 

Harry throws me the phone. I quickly dial Nialls number, to no avail. Then I try Nina.

 

Ring

 

Ring

 

Ri-

 

'hello?" I hear Nina sniffle over the line.

 

"Nina? What's wrong?" immediately the boys interest are all on me as we wait.

 

"Liam" she says.

 

"Nina. What happened to Lucy?"

 

"wha- how did you know something."

 

"Nina! WHAT HAPPENED TO LUCY?" I practically screamed into the phone.

 

"calm down mate," I heard Harry whisper from behind me.

 

"Nina...?"

 

"she's gone."

 

"gone?" I slowly turn around and face the boys. "gone where?"

 

"she was taken Liam."

 

I hear a clatter as my phone falls from from my hand, my knees soon come into contact with the floor, and my mind starts freaking out.

 

'where is she?'

 

'is she scared?'

 

'does she really love me?'

 

'how did I hear her?'

 

I hear Louis talking into my phone getting details as to what happened. Zayn is on his phone, getting Paul to get a private jet for us to get home faster.

 

Harry. Harry's sitting next to me, in the same worried trance I am.

 

"did you hear her?" he suddenly asks.

 

"erm... Yeah. I did. Am I going crazy?"

 

"no. It happens to me all the time. I hear my girlfriends voice when she needs me."

 

"whoa. Hold up. You have a girlfriend?"

 

"I do." he says, a smug smile appearing across his face.

 

"tell me about this girl for a minute..."

 

"ok well, her name is Dakota Christine Vince. Born on March 7. She has Brown curly hair with stunning hazel eyes. Shes short-ish and light skinned. She was born in Ohio, USA but moved to England a few years ago with her aunt and sister."

 

"oh. American. Cool!" I interrupt him.

 

"yep! She loves dancing, swimming. Shes an amazing singer, and an actress. She is a major flirt, But shy at first."

 

"wow Harry. She sounds awesome."

 

"yeah. She's amazing," he whispers, love shining bright in his eyes.

 

"now the voices?" I say, breaking his trance.

 

"right. Well, Not often, but it happens to me too. I asked a therapist about it I was so freaked out."

 

"really?" he nods. "well what did he say?" I asked anxiously.

 

"SHE," He said," told me its love."

 

"love?" he nodded. "love is making me go crazy?"

 

"haven't you ever heard 'love is crazy, love is kind. Love is slowly loosing your mind."

 

"but why am I hearing the voices!?" I whine, sounding like Louis.

 

"you love her..." I nodded. "then you know she needs you no matter where she is. You'll know."

 

 "but I let her go."

 

"so go get her back."

 

"but she'll never take me back."

 

"mate... The girl was kidnapped. Again. Does it matter right now if she takes you back so much as you taking her back?"

 

"your right. That is more important."

 

"no shit Sherlock."

 

Harry slowly gets up and goes to Louis to hear more information.

 

Meanwhile, Nina's voice keeps replaying in my mind.

 

'she was taken.'

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