You've got that One Thing

I got out of the shower, wrapping a towel around my waist. I walked out of the bathroom closing the door and walking into the main bedroom. 'Hey Victoria how does breakfast sou-' I paused. She wasn't in the room. I looked in the rest of the house to see if she was anywhere there, but she was no where to be found. I walked over to the corner of the room and sat down putting my head in between my hands. 'I guess she just wanted a one night stand' I thought. I walked over to my phone and realized I had gotten a message about an hour ago that said, 'Liam mate, have you already done that bet we made(; ?' 'crap!' I almost screamed out. 'She must have seen this text,' I thought. I grabbed my jacket and walked out of the front door to look for her.


2. How it all started.

Victorias pov ~ 


I couldnt take it anymore. Sitting here in this hell hole that they call a hospital was just killing me. I couldnt just sit here knowing that my parents had just died in a car accident. It was their 30th anniversary. And on their way back some gas truck didnt stop and ran over the cab my parents were in. Joy (hint the sarcasm). I had already sobbed my eyes out for about three hours straight. We were a perfect family. My parents almost never fought. If they ever did they would resolve it faster than you could say 'stop.' My parents understood each other, and even better, me. We were loving and caring towards each other. All of this was lost in about 3 seconds.



I felt the tears coming again. I couldnt do this. I ran through the double doors, and just started running. I didn't know where to, i just went wherever my feet would take me. I finally stopped, I realized I was in some abandoned street. I figured since it was about  1AM  people wouldnt be  here at this time. I started walking forward. In the distance I could hear the sound of a van getting louder and louder coming closer and closer to me. In the horror movies this never ends well. I started running, faster and faster. But i could hear it coming closer and closer. I turned around, only to see blinding headlights. I tripped, and landed on my bum. I heard footsteps coming towards me. A man's voice spoke up. "Get up. And get in." he said. He was only a few feet away but I could smell the alcohol from a mile away.


"Go away!" I tried to say confidently, but my voice shook with fear and barely came out as a whisper.


The man just laughed. 'Oh my I got a tough one over here!' He said still laughing. 


He then kicked my in the gut. Hard. I winced in pain and shut my eyes as the tears fell out. 


I was expecting him to  kick again, but instead  I heard something fall hard beside me. I opened my eyes and saw the man lying unconscious next to me. A new voice spoke up, "Are you okay?" 

I was just frozen. After all these events I was just traumatized. 

"Its okay, I wont hurt you." He said again. I stood up, taking up all my energy. And looked into what seemed big brown eyes, filled with worry, and he seemed sincere. From what I could see, He was dressed in dark jeans and a white t-shirt, and looked like he was around 18-20. I went with my gut feeling and decided to trust him. 


"How about we go to my flat and we can decide what we're gonna do from there." he said. "My name's Liam, by the way." I just nodded. 'How come he looks awful familiar' I thought. He picked me up bridal style and settled me in the back seat of his car. 

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