Life is a rollercoaster

She'd been a fan of his forever, being with him was something she dreamed about (frequently), but when their paths cross, neither of them are prepared for the rollercoaster journey ahead.


5. Chapter Five

I didn't hear the heavy footsteps in the corridor behind me, I was too busy staring at Ronan Keating's retreating backside.

"What the hell do you think you’re doing you stupid b***h?"

I turned around in panic, in hindsight I should run in the same direction of Ronan as soon as I recognised the anger in his voice. It was Dan. He looked livid, his face was almost purple, he was that angry.

I had only seen him with that look on his face once before in the whole time we'd been together. That was a night I didn't want to repeat. Right now, it looked like I may be in for a repeat if I wanted to or not. Although he had promised at the time that it would never happen again.

I flinched as he grabbed me suddenly. Before I knew what was happening he had me pinned against the wall.

"I said what are you doing?" his voice was getting louder. I half hoped that if he got any louder someone would come and see what the noise was about.

"What the f**k are you wearing?" He didn't wait for me to answer, "you look like a cheap hooker!"

"I...." I couldn't get my muted response out. I felt like I couldn't breathe, his full body weight against me, his face inches from mine.

"You want him don’t you?"

"N..n….no" I managed to whisper.

He took my delay in answering as confirmation of his ludicrous suspicions.

"That’s it isn’t it? I’m not good enough for you"

I whimpered in terror. He suddenly shoved me hard against the wall. F**k that hurt.

"Dan stop it please" I pleaded, tears running down my face, "he's a celebrity, he barely knows I exist…"

"Why are you crying?"

"Stupid c*w! I’ll give you something to cry about in a minute"

I stared at him terrified through my tears, as he slapped me hard across the face. Suddenly the anger in his face subsided, and he had one hand on my bare leg and another around my waist, holding me tightly. I squirmed in his grasp, seizing the opportunity to try and get away from him. He tried to kiss me, I turned my face away, his kiss landed on my cheek. I couldn’t bear for him to touch me. Not now. Now after this, and esp, not when he was in this state..

He pushed me repeatedly against the wall, so hard, it hurt so much but I had to stay strong, he pulled away and started trying to caress my thigh. I just stood there, tears streaming down my face, willing him to stop.

"Well what are you waiting for?"

I looked at him in disbelief, I couldn’t believe this was happening to me again. After the first time he’d sworn that he’d never do it again, and he’d been drunk then so I had believed him. But now….

He pulled me closer to him roughly and lunged towards my face again. "Get off me!" I growled, finding my inner strength. I tried to shove him away from me, but he was quicker. "Shut up!!!!" he put his hand over my mouth to muffle my screams. "You wanted him just now" I know you did. What the hell’s wrong with me?"

He froze for a moment, hearing other footsteps in the corridor getting louder as they grew closer. He shoved me back against the wall violently, then swaggered in the direction of the green room as if nothing had happened. I fell back against the wall with a thud, and slid down the wall towards the floor where I landed in a heap, sobbing.

I took a deep breath and tried to control myself. I told myself that I had to get out of there now, before he came back. My car was in the car park, I couldn’t go back there now, he might be waiting for me. I picked my phone up off the floor, it must have fallen from my bag or something. I hadn't even noticed. My hands were shaking as I found the number on my phone.

"Soph? It’s me, can you come pick me up?" If she sensed something was wrong from the panic in my voice, she didn't say.

"Yeah I’ll be there in twenty, okay?"


I ended the call and looked at my left hand, it felt wet. I was bleeding. I wasn't sure from what. Had I holding something? If I was then I certainly didn't have it now. More footsteps in the corridor startled me into action. I got up slowly, every part of my body seemed to ache, but I needed to move from that spot in case he came back. I glanced up as Gray stopped in front of me and picked a piece of paper up off the floor.

"Hey Vic, is this yours?" I looked at it blankly.

"Yeah I guess it must be" I answered quietly, confused. He handed it to me, then looked at me more closely "Are you okay?"

"Yeah fine thanks Gray" I lied. I couldn't let him know how upset I was.

When he’d gone I opened out the crumpled piece of paper curiously and saw some vaguely familiar handwriting; This is my number as promised, call me later? I want to take you out for a drink, love Ronan xx

Ronan? Ronan Keating??

F**k. I swore under my breath as everything came flooding back to me. There was no way I could go out with him now. I jumped as I heard more footsteps in the corridor.

"It’s only me silly" Soph stopped when she saw me. "S**t Vic are you okay?" "You look terrible"

"I'm fine" I lied. "I'll explain when we get home"

Then I realised she didn't even know that there was anything to explain.

"Does Dan need a lift home?"

"No" She must have heard something in my voice as she didn’t question why, just took my arm and led me to the car.

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