Beautiful Nightmares

Bella Tomlinson, sister of Louis Tomlinson, gets pregnant with Liam Payne's baby. No worries, right? Wrong. The next nine months is complete and utter chaos, even more so when a once loved work colleague changes his mind about Bella for the worse. Will Bella and Liam's love last long enough to see their baby together, or will Rick make sure that death does them part?

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15. Rick Strikes Back

~~Five months later
Today was my second to last day of work before ‘The Isolation’ began. I was dreading it. Rick hadn’t tried anything with me lately. Actually, he had ignored me completely, which worked fine with me. Perrie left work about a month ago due to her bump growing too big for her to cover anymore. My own baby bump was growing quickly too.
That morning I went downstairs in a plain, white, button-up collared shirt, a navy blazer and black jeans, wearing a blue Alice band in my bob haircut.
“Morning beautiful.”
Liam said as I came into the kitchen.
“Hey.”
I said, grabbing the piece of peanut butter toast he had prepared for me. Yes, my sudden obsession with peanut butter hadn’t ceased, if anything it had escalated to the point where I was eating it straight out of the jar.
“I don’t have time to run you to work today, sorry.”
Liam said as he kissed me on the cheek.
“Simon wanted to see us for some reason.”
“It’s fine.”
I said, picking up my purse from the counter and making my way out the door.
“I’ll still pick you up at four.”
He said, smiling.
“Alright. Bye, love you.”
I kissed him and went out to my car. The morning air was cool, as it was nearly winter now. I shrunk deeper into my blazer, turning the heater on as I got in the car.

I drove out onto the main road, rounding the corner to the salon. The heating of the main foyer was a relief to the bitter cold air outside.
“Hello Bella.”
Lola smiled. Her and Harry were now officially a couple.
“Morning Lola.”
“We’ve got a busy day, today. Rick’s helping you with most of it.”
My heart froze. I turned back to her, taking all my strength not to show the anxiety growing inside me.
“That’s great.”
I said, trying to keep my face clear of all emotion. 
“Glad you’re happy with it!”
Lola beamed, running off to assist a delivery man that was struggling with a batch of new beauty products she had ordered. She was oblivious of my distress.
When I had made sure she was distracted, I banged my fist down hard on the counter. Why Rick?  Out of everyone who worked here, she just had to pair me with him. I still hadn’t forgotten how he kissed me. How he threatened to kill Liam if I told him.
“Hello, gorgeous.”
I jumped at his voice. There he was, the devil himself. Smirking. His ash-blonde hair was slicked back, grey eyes cold and steely.
“Lovely to see you, as always.”
He drawled, looking me up and down.
“Stop it.”
I said, turning around so he couldn’t see my body.  I felt his hands clamp hard down on my shoulders.
“Stop what?”
He said silkily into my ear. I remained silent.
“That’s what I thought. Let’s go prepare the massage table, shall we?”
“But we don’t start our shift for half an hour.”
I protested, desperately trying to catch Lola’s attention without Rick noticing. He steered me in the direction of the massage room.
He shoved me roughly inside, locking the door behind him.
“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to do this.”
I cowered against the back wall, looking desperately around for another way out.
“There’s no escaping, Bella.”
Rick shook his head, laughing softly.
“Jacket off.”
He said in a dangerously quiet voice. I didn’t move, paralyzed.
“I said take your jacket off!”
He barked. I hurriedly did what he said.
“And while you’re at it, loose the shirt as well.”
I did so. Arguing was not an option at this point.
“Lie down on the bed.”
He ordered.
He loomed over me.
“Now you just close your eyes and don’t worry about a thing.”
Rick cocked his head to one side.
“Nice little bump.”
He smirked. I looked down at my stomach. In the five months I had been pregnant, it had grown to nearly twice its normal size. He took advantage of my distraction and smashed his lips to mine. He broke away, an evil gleam in his eyes.
“Delicious. I think I’ll have seconds.”
He kissed my neck, hungrily, running his hands down my chest. I began to cry, but told myself to bear with it. Otherwise he would kill Liam. Rick came up for air once more.
“Don’t cry.”
He wiped my tears away, before kissing me again.
It was over. It was finally over. I shot up off the bed, shoving my shirt and jacket on. When I turned to get to the door, Rick seized me firmly by the wrists. I let out a cry of pain.
“Remember,”
He brushed a loose hair out of my face.
“This is our little secret.”
I nodded, pressing my lips together as to stop more tears coming out.
“Now get yourself tidied up.”
He pushed me away with such force that I fell on the ground. Rick looked down at me cowering on the floor, smirking.
“This won’t be the last of our little ‘meetings’.”
He said.
“I’m enjoying them, aren’t you?”
I didn’t answer.
“I said aren’t you?”
He came dangerously close, hand closing around my neck. I nodded again, helplessly.
“Good. And remember what happens if you let this slip.”
“Yes.”
I whispered.
“Oh, but I don’t think you do, Bella.”
He stood up again, and without warning, kicked me hard in the back.
“That’s just a little taste of what will happen if you tell.”
Fresh tears poured down my cheeks. Rick stormed out of the room, leaving me lying on the floor.
Shakily, I got up, and opened the door, seeing Rick’s figure disappear around the corner. I hastily made my way to the bathroom, trying not to draw too much attention to myself. Mascara trails were running down my cheeks, vivid black against my pale cheeks. My hair was all over the place, sticking up in all directions. I ran my fingers through it, willing it to magically straighten itself. I leaned over the sink. My wrists had angry, red welts on them from where Rick had grabbed them, and my spine throbbed from where he had kicked me. I let out a hysterical laugh, more like a cackle.
“What am I going to do?”
I said out-loud, slumping down onto the floor, crying into my hands. I didn’t know.
“What are we doing?”
I asked as Liam shoved a sheet into my hands.
“Making a hut!”
He said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
“And why exactly are we doing this?”
“For fun.”
Was his reply.
He had been acting extremely sweet ever since he picked me up after work, giving me peanut butter filled chocolates and extra kisses whenever he had the opportunity. He gave me one now.
“Come on,”
He said, laying a duvet on top of the table. Liam pulled me underneath the table with him.
“You are such a kid.”
I said, kissing him back.
“You need it.”
He said, reaching for my hand. For a minute we just lay still, unmoving and not speaking. 
“Do you want to watch a movie? I picked one out for you.”
“Which one?”
“What To Expect When Expecting.”
I grinned at him.
“That’s a chic flick.”
Liam shrugged.
“Thought it was suitable for our current situation.”
“Alright then.”
We struggled out from underneath the table. He pulled me into him so my head was resting on his chest. We stayed frozen like that until the bit came when the three expectant mothers were having an ultrasound to determine the genders of their unborn children. Liam sat up.
“That’s what we need to do!”
He said.
“What?”
“Get an ultra-sound! You know, we need to start choosing names and decorating the nursery and-“
“Don’t get too carried away!”
I giggled, kissing him.
“We’ll do it tomorrow.”
He said.
“Whatever you want.”
I said, and rested my head on his chest again. 
“Look, I’ll book an appointment now.”
He tried to get up, but I pushed him down again.
“Don’t.”
“Ok, ok, we’ll just waltz in there in our own sweet time. “
He wrapped his arms around me.
“Let’s just go to bed.”
I sighed
“I’m tired.”
“Alright.”
We resumed our position of holding hands underneath the table. Suddenly I felt something. Something pounding underneath my ribs. I sat up, nearly hitting my head on the table.
“What?”
Liam asked.
“I think the baby’s kicking!”
I squealed.
I lifted up my t-shirt so my bump was slightly exposed. Liam placed his hand on the bump. I felt another kick.
“Oh my god!”
Liam grinned. He kissed my stomach. There was another one.
“Ouch!”
I crossed my arms over my abdomen.
“Does it hurt?”
He asked, concerned.
“Sort of.”
I said.
“I can’t believe it!”
 Liam hugged me.

“So what did Simon want anyway?”
I asked.
Liam didn’t say a word.
“Liam?”
“What? Sorry, I zoned out.”
“Simon? You went to see him this morning.”
I repeated my question.
“He wanted to talk about our wedding.”
“He did? When is it?”
“After you have the baby.”
He said hurriedly. 
“That’s very vague.”
 “He didn’t give us exact details.”
Judging by Liam’s exasperated tone, he didn’t want to talk about it. There was this awkward silence.
“I love you.”
Liam suddenly said, wrapping his arms around me.
“Love you too.”
I knew there was something wrong. He wasn’t lying. I could always tell when he’s lying. Maybe he just wasn’t letting on the entire truth. But why?

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It was him. He stood facing me, with his hood on like he always did. Never before had I seen his real face.
“You’re back.”
I said, bewildered.
“Yes, I’m back.”
There was something different about his voice, yet somewhat familiar.
“Aren’t you going to come and hug me?”
I obeyed and threw my arms around his neck.
“So long. It’s been so long since I’ve had you like this.”
“You too.”
I murmured. He kissed me passionately on the mouth, moving down to my neck, leaving trail marks down my collar bone. He forced me to the floor, stripping me of my clothes.

“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to do this.”

I tried to sit up. Because I now recognized that voice. His hood fell backwards off his head, exposing his real face. Ash blonde hair. Steely, grey eyes. And his smirk. Rick.
“Shh.”
He soothed, rubbing his thumb against my cheek.
“You’ll be fine.”
I reached for my clothes, but Rick kicked them away.
“No need for those. I like you much better how you are right now.”
His eyes hungrily scanned my naked body. I whimpered.
“You’re mine now.”
I struggled, but found I couldn’t move. I was trapped while this boy tortured me.

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*A/N*

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