Surprise Surprise (Completed)

Peyton walks into a 1D concert that her besties Lauren and Kate made her go to. When she tries to leave she takes a "shortcut" and bad things start to happen in her point of view. Will this be her worst nightmare or her best dream ever?


8. It Was Only A Dream

   Peyton's POV

     I was in a corner of a pitch black room. Somebody was laughing as I tried to get to my feet. I looked down at my body and realized that my clothes were gone. I tried to lean against the wall but a bruise on my shoulder wouldn't let me. 

    I heard heavy footprints come towards me while also hearing laughter. The man grabbed me and started lightly pinching my arm. "Cut it out!" I yelled through the pain the man was giving me. 

   His husky voice echoed through my ears. "No." I knew him. It all started rushing back to me. The pushing up against the wall stood out as he did It again this time pushing me harder. Justin. Justin couldn't be doing this to me. He started feeling me up and even though it was pitch black, I could feel his eyes glued on my naked body. I tried to run but his arms wouldn't let go of me. He pushed me up against the wall again. He slapped me across the face. "Don't ever try to run." 

    "Please stop!" I heard myself say as tears started running down my bruised face. He turned towards me and took off his pants. I tried to get away again but couldn't. This time instead of slapping me, he pinched me in the stomach causing me to yelp in pain. He got closer to me and started kissing my neck. I tried to push him off of me but his grip on me was to tight. He made his way up to my mouth and tried to insert his tongue in my mouth. As he felt that I wasn't kissing him back, he pinched me again. Then, he punched me in the eye. I could already feel the bruise starting to form. 

    He pulled away from me and I tried to get away. I regretted trying. He pushed me on the floor. I cried out in pain. I was trying to hold the tears back but they just kept coming. He started kissing my neck again. His penis got closer to me when suddenly, he pulled away. Someone's big muscles pulled Justin off of me as he entered my vagina. I cried out in pain. The man who peeled Justin off of me came over to me and helped me up. 

    As I got up, I collapsed in his arms. I tried to stand but couldn't. I was so pissed off as the man tried to help me up. I could feel his eyes on my body. I looked down bit couldn't see anything. A peak of moonlight cracked through the, I'm guessing, boarded up window. I could see his face. Zayn stared into my eyes as I stared back at him. I fell to the ground by somebody pulling me out of his arms. 

     I woke up when I hit the ground of my hard wood floor. It was all a dream! Or should I say nightmare?! I peaked out of the window realizing the sun was coming up. I was shocked by how they're were bruises on my body. I probably hit some things in my sleep. Why was I dreaming about Justin Bieber raping me? I closed my eyes to try to get the memory out of mind. I hope I never see that bastard again. Not even in my sleep. 

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