Bad Boy

My eyes are closed but the barrel of the gun is nested on the back of my head. My heart is racing, pouncing against my chest. It was beating so loudly I was surprised he couldn't hear it. I hadn't even got to lay my eyes on him, the man that would consume my fait. He has my life in his hands, and he loved every second of it. He wanted me scared, but I was not going to cower, I couldn't let him have that satisfaction. My eyes stayed close, but I knew I had to force them open. If I was going to die, he would have to look into my eyes as I did. He had to feel the pain that I would. I turned around, and opened my eyes. My voice had left, and there he was starring right back at me.

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5. New Prospective

"You are stuck with me for one more hour, and I just.. I can't hurt you... the movie will make time go by faster" He said standing up.

I just nodded, I had no words left to say. He had just told me there was still a chance he would kill me. He told me he wanted to shoot me, what could you possibly say to that.

While he was up, I took a minute to study him. He was definitely taller than me. His upper body seemed to be in better shape that his lower body. His shoulders stood sturdy, and straight up. His just pushed out just by habit.

His left eye brow pierced, and the left side of his neck had a tattoo that went almost all the way down his neck. A lip ring layed on the right side of hit mouth. His blonde hair done to it was up in the front. He was some what tan, and he moved with such confidence. He wasn't awkward when he moved, he moved like he was in complete control of the situation. Like he had nothing to fear, and the weak side that he had once showed me was long gone. Buried back underneath all the hate, and anger that he had.

"You do know that when Brock catches you guys, he will kill you.. he won't put you away, he won't give it a second thought either. He will kill you... that's just the type of person he is" I said.

"I know, and I don't blame him one bit, I would of killed anyone that hurt Jessica. I killed the men that shot her, and I didn't give it a second thought... When the time comes, we will see how it all plays out" He said. He still looked calm, and in control. I felt like he knew something that I didn't something that would give him an advantage.

"Please... I am begging you that when the time comes, kill me do whatever you want to me, but don't hurt him." I said. Our eyes met for only a brief second, but I knew what he was going to say.

"I have no control over what the other boys will do, but I won't hurt him" He said. It reassured me, it gave Brock one less person to worry about.

"I miss him, so much" I said in a whisper. Niall just looked at me for a second, and then came, and laid back down in the bed beside me.

"You aren't leaving?" I asked.

"The boys are out there, and they expect me to be teaching you a lesson right now. If I leave, it is a good chance one of them will take my place if you would like that better" He said, He sounded annoyed now.

The memory of what Harry had done to me flashed back into my head. I panicked, I didn't want Harry to come back. I grabbed the closest arm of Niall, and held him in place.

"Please don't let Harry hurt me anymore, please don't leave" I begged.

I was terrified, I had been strong, up until that point, but Harry broke me. I never knew a human being could do that to an other human being. Put someone through all of that pain, and fear.

He took one look into my eyes, one small peek into my eyes, and wrapped his arms around me. It startled me at first, I didn't know what he was going to do. It took me a minute, but I wrapped my arms around him, and started to cry. His arms were so tight, and warm, they were comforting. Well as comforting as they could be in the situation that I am in.

I didn't want to let go of him, he made me feel the most safe here, he hadn't hurt me like the rest. But I couldn't help but feel that something was up, he was hiding something big, but I didn't want to worry about that right now. He very slowly lightened his grip around me, and then we were facing each other.

"Thank you" I whispered.

He let out a little laugh, "Thank you isn't something I would imagine a person like you saying in a position like this" he said.

"You are the one that gave me hope. Not the hope to live, but the hope to put up a damn good fight to live" I said trying to wipe the tears from my cheeks.

He gave a little half smile, he was tough, and mean, but he had his weak side, and I was just lucky that I fell under that side. I could use it against him when the time came.

I laid back down, it didn't take on me at first, but I realized how exhausted I was. Before my head could hit the pillow, he squeezed his arm under me head. I turned on my side, and felt him curl up behind me. His body pressed behind me like Brock used to do. I closed me eyes, and thought about it.

When Brock, and used to lay there on sundays. It was the only day that he had off. We stayed in bed almost all day, and than he took me out for supper, or made me supper. Spending the entire day just close, so close. I might never get to do that again, cuddle up close to him, burry my face in his chest, feel his hands on me, feel his gentle kiss touch my lips.

I wanted to pull away from Niall, but I couldn't something about it was comforting, it made me remember all of the good times that I had with Brock. The man that I was going to marry in a month. The man that holds my heart, and I love.

He was the last thought on my mind before I went to sleep. I couldn't help it, I wanted to stay awake, I was scared what might happen to me when I was sleeping, but my body made me. It couldn't hold out for any longer.

When I woke up I was completely alone, and the door to the room was wide open. The TV was still blarring loud, and I turned to look at it. The movie that was on last night was no longer on, the news was. I normally don't pay any attention to it, but there was someone that caught my eye.

"Jake??" I asked out loud.

"Please, whatever you do don't hurt her, she is my baby sister. She is so brave, and talented, she needs to be brought home safe. Please, please bring her home safely to me, and my family.." Jake said on the TV. Then there was a picture of me on the top right corner of the screen.

 

 

 

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