Stripes and Spoons (A Louis Tomlinson and Liam Payne Love-Story) (Completed)

Chapter 29: Julia's Side

Julia's POV

I felt a hand clasp over my mouth and nose preventing me from breathing. My eyes shot open, not even the slightest bit groggy from just waking up. The first thin I saw made my blood run cold. Their eyes were the only thing I could see, but I knew exactly who she was. It was the "she" from my ninth grade homecoming. The one that helped Sam... Hurt me...

I started thrashing around, desperate to get away from her, but I couldn't move. I had restraints on my wrists and ankles. I tried to scream, but the hand on my mouth and nose prevented any sound or air from coming through.

She lightly chuckled at my feeble attempts of freeing myself. I looked to my left, out towards the room, and saw Liam passed out on the floor. I could just make out a large bump on his temple.

Standing above him was Sam.

I screamed again at the sight of him, but it was once again muffled. I started to feel light headed and got tunnel vision as he walked towards the bunk bed. The lack of air was getting to me as my insides burned like a wildfire. My head pounded with adrenaline, causing a headache that killed.

I became desperate.

I tried to bite the hand on my mouth, and pulled at the ties digging in to my wrists and ankles, but silently whimpered when I bit into thick leather gloves. She seemed to feel it though, because she hissed, pulling back. I quickly sucked in air, the tunnel clearing up, only to feel a sting on my cheek and a blow in my ribs, not only knocking the wind out if me, but causing me to black out as well. I felt the tears flow before the dreaded tunnel came back, darkness taking over.

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I jolted up, my heart pounding as I loudly gasped in air. Relief flooded through me as I realized it was just another nightmare. I opened my eyes to see a pair of deep brown eyes staring back at me. I felt a little light headed and my vision blurred, but I thought I recognized those brown eyes. As my vision cleared, I realized I did know those eyes. The relief left me as horror once again allowed adrenaline to flow, speeding through my veins like a train. It was then that I realized the color of my duvet was no longer a deep scarlet red, but a bright blue-green. And the walls of the room were a gray-blue, no longer a cream white. It was also then that I realized the soothing brown eyes didn't belong to the person I'd hoped.

"Hello, Julia. I have been asked to have a little chat with you... And I expect your full cooperation. If not... Well..." The brown eyed voice dryly chuckled.

"You don't want a repeat of what happened in 9th grade, do you?"

I stopped breathing at his comment, not caring of the light headedness. I pushed myself farther back on the bed, only to collide with the headboard. The voice laughed again at my reaction, obviously enjoying my fear. It was only then- and I realize how blind I was to not notice this sooner- that I realized that last night wasn't a nightmare.

My nightmare was only beginning.

Liam's POV (last night)

*knock* *knock*

I creaked open my eyes slowly to the light sound of someone knocking on Stan's door. I looked around for the alarm clock, but as I searched I noticed something. Something moving. I recognized the dark blob as Stan, walking to the door to answer it, so I tried to fall back asleep.

I drifted into consciousness slowly when I hear a low groan of pain. My vision clears and I'm aware of my arm wrapped tightly around the girl I love. Her mass of curls covered most of her face so I lightly pushed them out of the way, wanting to see her beautiful eyes-