lost love (Niall Horan fan fictions)

What is love? How do you find, love? Better yet, is there even such thing as 'love'? Or is it just a myth? Questions like this are holding Dest back, from life, school, her dreams. She was about to give in, break down, she was about fail without even moving on. But those questions will have answers, and those answers will have meanings. She will learn the lesson she was Destined to be. Her teacher none-other then her idol, Niall Horan.

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36. chapter 30

Dessy's P.O.V

*Three weeks ago*

        He raped me, and beaten me. My everything has hurt. I just wanted to be back with Niall so he could hold me, I want to hear Tori's voice, and go shopping with the girls, and have serious talks with Liam and mess around with Zayn and hear Harrys lame jokes, and I want to make Louis laugh when hes having a bad day, I want to go back to my normal life. I felt disgusting, so many memories from James, and my past came back. 

I was forced out of my self-consions when I heard the door slam, and thats how I knew he was here; he was back. His deep, evil laugh filled the room. My body stiffened since I knew what was happening. 

"Don't worry sweety I wont make it hurt to bad." He said as he put a knife to my throat. 

"Wait!" I cried out. He grabbed a handful of my hair, and pulled it back, 

"WHat!" He hissed, his spit hitting my face. 

     "W-wouldn't you like t-to keep m-me? I-i wont run, a-and y-you could do whatever you want w-with me?" I tried to convince him. He looked at me, with a questioning look. "I mean, you said I was beautiful, and you loved how we made love and how you fit perfectly inside of me." His grip loosened, and I was able to push my self up a bit, "And I have to admit.." I went up to his ear and whispered, "The site of you with a knife, makes me wet." I felt so disgusting saying these vile words, but I had to live; I had to. 

"I mean I can only dream of what such a big mean man can do to such a little innocent little girl like me. And don't you want to make my dreams come true?" I bit my lip. He looked at me for a second, and finally got up, muttering to him self. He grabbed his coat, and opened the door, 

"I'm going to get dinner. Call me Abba. " He said, and slammed the door. As soon as the hinges on the door where closed, I cried, and waled, and called out for Niall. 

But he didn't come.. 

*present day*

     Three weeks later, at least I think. He's beaten me, and has starved me, but I finally have gained his trust. I'm going to get out of here, one way or another. 

Three days

         "Don't do anything stupid" He said before he slammed the door shut. I waited a few moments so I knew it was safe. I slowly got up, stumbling since I haven't walked in days, and made my way to the kitchen. I opened every drawer, and every cabinet looking for my phone; nothing. I moved to the hallway and bathroom; Nothing. Finally the bed room, I looked and looked until I found it, under his bed in the close that I was wearing the day I was taken. I quickly turned it on and waited. Notification, after notification, my phone went off. Missed call and missed call, text after text, alerts, twitter, everything that could be going off, was going off. 

I waited for it to stop, and when it finally did, I called 112. 

"112 whats your emergency?"

"My name is Destiny, I was kidnapped a couple weeks ago and I'm scared and I don't know what to do."

"Destiny Pullen? The girlfriend of Niall Horan?" She asked shocked. 

"YES! I don't know where I am!" I cried into the phone. 

"Shh shh don't worry, we can track your phone, we already have car on the way, stay tight okay?" I nodded while I cried, realizing that she couldn't see me, I answered with an "Okay"

"I wan't you to stay on the phone with me okay?" She asked. 

"I cant he will be home soon, please send help!" I cried even louder. 

"Okay, but what ever you do, don't hand up. Leave the phone on and I will mute my self so no one will hear okay?"

"Okay.." I answered.

I heard a noise on the outside of the door. 

"Go on mute" I told her, and she answered and did as I said. I turned the volume down all the way, locked my phone, and put it back were it was. then ran to the bathroom. 

"Girly!" I heard him call. 

"In the bathroom." I say as I walk out, holding back tears. 

"Get on the bed."

I was scared, and weak, I couldn't take it anymore.

"No.." I say hushed. 

  "Excuse me?" His voice hissed as he launched towards me and grabbed my hair. His hot breath hitting against my neck, it made me feel sick, and dirty, that and the fact that I haven't showered since I was taken.

    "I said No." Holding my ground. He tensed up, and I watched as his face turned angry. He threw my up against the wall, and started to kiss me roughly, I tried to move my head, but his lips followed mine. 

    "No, no stop" I cried, when he broke the kiss for air, his grip in my hair got tighter, and he yanked it down to the ground. He dragged me to the bed, leaving bloody burns on my knees. I try to fight back, but he slaps me. Finally he picks me up and throws my on the bed. He quickly undoes his zipper, then taking off his pants and boxers, and lays on top of my. I scream and yell, begging him to stop, but he doesn't. He doesn't care to start off slowly, he's rough, and fast, making the pain even worse. 

"You're a slut."

"A whore."

"A bitch."

"And nothing but worthless." He repeated in my ears.

I cried as he repeated the words to me, I cried because I knew all of them to be true. 

"Please stop." I begged.

      "Stop. Please stop." I repeated, but he acted like my words were nothing but vapor, or hot air.

I got dizzy, and light headed, I gave up, I couldn't take the abuse inflicted to my body anymore. I let out one last cry, one last chance, my last hope. 

"HELP SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP!" I screamed, and as I let out my last attempted, my last breath, the door broke open and police men, ran in screaming. Abba slapped my cheek, "YOU STUPID BITCH!" He screamed at me. 

As the men fought Abba, I crawled to a corner, and watched as he was tazed. The world around my slowed down, and the noise was muffled. I was crying,

its over. Finally. 

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