Book 1 in the Distractions series. Blake had never imagined that moving to London would have brought her to Louis. It was practically a love at first sight fairytale romance, but will someone ruin the new couples bliss...? •Author's note this book does contain graphic sex scenes. After all it is Rated like R. •Keep in mind both sides of the relationship have their secrets, it's told form multiple points of view.


8. Zero Contact

Blake's P.O.V

I backed away nervously as he flashed his knife, it reflected the light and I could see his name printed into the side of the blade.

"Now Kitten there's no reason to be scared..." He said slyly, moving closer to me.

"Just stay away from me, Damon." I hissed, trying not to show my fear. I had backed up into the kitchen counter. Damon lunged forward trapping me between his chest and the granite counter top. Damon had at least 6 inches and 100 pounds on me, easy. I knew I wouldn't get out of this easily, so I did the only thing I could think of. I screamed.

"LOUIS! NIALL! HELP!" I pleased. My cries for help were quickly interrupted as the palm of Damon's connected with the side of my face. Tears welled in my eyes as my hand moved slowly to the red hand print on my cheek. I made a quick attempt to retaliate, but before I could even get close Damon gripped my wrist tightly, twisting my arm behind my back. I cried out in pain and whimpered softly as I felt his face press into the nape of my neck. He began slowly kissing the line of my collarbone as he slid off the shoulders of my sweater with one hand.

I struggled as he began pulling my sweater off, leaving me in my white sports bra and black cut-off shorts, that hit just above mid-thigh. He pushed me against the counter, holding me there with his chest, pressed up against me he slid his leather jacket off the top of his body. I felt my entire go still as he tied my hands together with the sleeves of his jacket, the leather rubbing my skin raw. Damon wasted no time after my sweater was gone. He grabbed the back of his jacket, pulling me towards my bedroom. I resisted and fought against him. I felt his knee connect with my lower back. I gasped as a sharp pain shot through my spine. I fell forward and caught myself with my hands as he dragged me across the floor. I dropped my head into my hands, sobbing as he shut the door to the bedroom.

He untied my wrists and threw me on the bed. He ripped off my bra and shorts and tied my hands and ankles to the bed post. He quickly stripped down and was towering over me, naked. He climbed on top of me and held my head, so I had to look him right in the eye.

"Are you still a virgin?" He whispered. I didn't say anything, but I could tell he knew. He grinned devilishly as he slipped on a condom, he rammed his dick inside of me forcefully. He began thrusting in and out faster and faster and harder and harder. He moaned loudly, as I felt him let go.

I tilted my head to the side as the tears silently fell from my eyes, all I wanted was to be with Louis. I felt a hand wrap around my hair and yank my head forward.

"Look me in the eyes." Damon growled. I locked eyes with him as the tears continued to roll down my cheeks. He rammed his fist into my right eyes and I felt my tears dry up and they were replaced with a stinging pain, coursing through the right half of my face.

"And stop fucking crying, it such a turn off." He spat in my face, as he went back to violating me. He dug his nails into my breath as he went for a second round. I knew this was so wrong and I hated him, I despised with every fibre of my being, but it felt so good. I screamed with pleasure as his hips jerked forward and he let go again as he pulled out.

"Get cleaned up, you're a mess." He hissed as he pulled his pants on and walked out of my room.

I quickly ran to the bathroom, shut the door, and opened the window. I wrapped a towel around myself and started the shower. I stood on top of the toilet and tried to pull myself up on top of the window sill. My foot hit the sink and knocked over a bottle of perfume, which fell and shattered. I heard Damon's footsteps approaching as I scrambled to get through the window. The door opened and grabbed my ankle and pulled me back into the bathroom. The window sill rammed into my stomach and my head hit the concrete wall on the outside of the wall. Damon let go of my ankle and I fell to the floor. The shards of glass cut up my arms, legs, stomach, and face, the perfume burning my skin.

"You think you can get out the easily?" He laughed. I didn't say anything, I just glared at him from my spot on the floor.

"Go to hell Damon." I spat

"Oh kitten, I'm already there." He gripped my wrist tightly and pulled me into the lounge area.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Someone's been a very bad girl." He threw me into a chair in the centre of the room and took two leather cords and strapped me to the chair, tightly. One just under my breasts, pushing the up and the other just above my hips.

He then proceeded to hand cuff my hands feet to the arms and legs to the chair, spreading my legs, as he pushed my hair out of my face. My eyes drifted to a table covered with a towel. I began to sweat nervously as he un-covered it. It had three objects on it. A lighter, his knife, and a gun.

"Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way. Tell me where Louis Tomlinson is." He said twirling his knife.

"I don't know." I gulped. I knew exactly where he was, he was in his flat, sulking because he had been a dick to me.

"I thought you were smarter than this." Damon sighed as he approached me.

"Wrong answer." He hissed as he took the knife to my upper arm and pressed it into my skin, carving a horizontal line. I screamed in pain and gritted my teeth.

"Where is he?!" Damon shouted

"I don't know!" I cried. He carved another line and we continued like that until both my arms were covered in bloody lines.

Finally, he stopped and walked away from me. I dropped my head, breathing slowly. He walked back to me holding my phone. He pressed the call icon on Louis's name. He put it on speaker and the phone line rang. I prayed Louis wouldn't pick up, that Damon wouldn't find him. Sadly, that wasn't the case.

"Hello?" Louis answered. My breathing sped up as my eyes darted between Damon and the phone.

"Hello, is this Louis Tomlinson?" Damon grinned at me.

"Yes. Who is this?"

"My name isn't important, but I'm here with Blake. Would you like to talk to her?" Damon said handing me the phone and walking away.

"Louis?" I breathed shakily.

"Blake." He sighed in relief "it's so good to hear your voice. Listen, I was an idiot. I..."

I interrupted him, I knew I didn't have much time.

"Louis. Listen to me. You need to hang up the phone. Get Niall and you two need to get out of this building. Get as far away from here as possible. Run Louis! You need to run!" I said quickly. Damon quickly snatched the phone from me as he twisted the flat side of the knife in the lighter.

"Blake? Blake? What's going on? Blake!" I heard Louis shout from the other end. Damon pressed the red hot side of the blade to my stomach. I screamed in pain as it seared my skin. The phone like clicked dead and in less than a minute Louis had broken down my door. I heard a gun load and click as I felt the barrel press into my temple. Louis stood still and it felt like the world had stopped.

"Take one step further and I swear to fucking god I will shoot her." Damon growled. I suddenly heard sirens from outside the building. Damon swore under his breath. He fired a gun shot through the ceiling and kicked my chair towards Louis. He caught me, but Damon had gotten away.

"That son of a bitch. Blake are you okay?" Louis asked as he untied and uncuffed me. I nodded as I stood up, wincing from the brand on my stomach. Louis quickly rushed to my side, I tried to wrap my arm around him, but before I knew what was happening I was falling. Louis caught me in his arms and lowered me to the ground. I was bleeding out onto the floor and then the whole world stopped and the room went completely black.

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