Anything Can Happen

You're boyfriend Zayn is an agressive, drunk, and you never expect what will happen. Follow Taylor through this story of terror, joy, and sadness, as she finds out that this just might be the worst year of her life...


2. How could this happen...

It was so dark in the room, I couldn't see anything. I felt Zayn stand up. He walked to a corner of the room, and turned on a very dim light.

" What's the point of getting naked if you can't see anything right?" he said. He walked towards me. I noticed that he had already removed his shirt. He sat beside me again, and began to unbutton my shirt. I tried to move... big mistake. He became furious, he ripped off all my clothes and ran to grab the knife. He took off his cloths too... He began rapping me. I was screaming and crying in pain, but he didn't care. While doing this, he began cutting me, all over my body. He was whispering stuff in my ear like

" This is what you get you bitchy little whore" At this point the sheets that began as white, were now red, drenched in my blood. After what I think was about 3 hours of pain, and torture. Zayn got up. He threw his clothes on and was about to walk downstairs when he turned around.

"You stay there babe, I'll be back for more later." and he left. I heard his car start and drive away. I knew that if I stayed here, I would be dead by morning. I finally broke the head of the bed. Lucky for me, Zayn was dumb enough to leave the key on the bedside table. I unlocked then handcuffs and ran to my cloths. As I slid my clothing across the cuts it stung and I winced, but I knew I had to get out of there. I grabbed my purse and ran to the car, with my body aching. It was 2am I needed somewhere to go other than home, so I called Liam. He's been my best friend since I was little... that's how I met Zayn. I must have woken him from a deep sleep, I could barley understand him over the phone.

"Uhmm... Hello?" He answered

"Liam! It's Taylor! I need to meet you at our house now!" At this point I was crying so much I could hardly see, and the blood had seeped through my cloths, but I kept driving.

"Ok! Come over! I'll be there!" Liam said.

"Thanks Liam" I sobbed "cyaa" I hung up the phone.

I was speeding down the road, I was crying so much I could hardly see, but I had to keep going. I drove into the driveway, and ran in the door. When I saw Liam I just ran up to him and hugged him... forgetting that I was covered in blood. Luckily no one knew about this house, Liam bought it just so that me and him could hang out alone. Liam pulled away from the hug.

"What the hell happend to you?" he asked. I explained every detail. He just sat there shocked. I went upstairs and tended to all my cuts, they weren't very deep, so I was going to be fine, I just lost a lot of blood. I threw a pair of cloths on that I had left at the house last time I was there, and walked downstairs.

   Liam was sitting on the couch, so I lyed down beside him, and rested my head on his lap. He just stared into my eyes with a sad look, while playing with my hair. He softly ran his finger down the long cut on the side of my face. It stung, which caused me to wince, so I sat up. Teary eyed I looked at Liam.

"I can't believe he did this" I spat out. I began crying again, and I hugged him. Liam rubbed my back, as I sobbed into his chest. 

"It will all be okay." he whispered into my ear. He kissed my forehead, and continued rubbing my back. After a while I sat up. Liam looked at me and wipped my tears away.

"Do your parents know where you are?" He asked

"They think I'm at Zayn's for a month. We need to leave it that way. We can't tell anyone. Especially because we have to protect One Directions rep." I answered. 

"Don't worry you can stay here for as long as you want, and I'll stay with you." Liam said.

"Thanks. We can't have any contact with Zayn right now" I was in tears again. "I'm terrified that he will come back for me, and I mean who knows what he cou..." I felt the warmth of Liam's lips on mine... I was shocked, but I continued to kiss him back. I placed one hand on the back of his head, and the other on his neck as he wrapped his arms around my back. It changed from a small kiss, to a make-out. Suddenly I got flashbacks of Zayn, and I pulled away.

"I'm sorry Liam..." I had tears in my eyes. " I'm just not ready for this... not after what Zayn did." I said.

"Look Taylor I'm sorry, I just got carried away and..." he replied.

"It's ok Liam. You didn't understand and that's fine. I have to go to bed, sleep is what I need right now"

"Okay goodnight Taylor" he said.

I kissed him on the cheek and walked up to my room. It took hours, but I was finally able to fall into a deep sleep.

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