The Taste of Your Lipstick [ONE DIRECTION FAN-FICTION]

CHAPTER 3

[WARNING DRUG USE, ABUSE, RAPE AND MURDER. DO NOT READ IF THAT MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED]

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JOELLA POV

                “How did you get here?” Lily Sullivan asked me.

                “Probably the same way you did, they invited me and m-my best friend back stage, and they tricked me into thinking Harry liked me and invited me to their trailer. Me and m-my friend came, and they locked us up here.” I started to sob again, the pain too unbearable to keep talking.

                “Basically” she said shakily. “Except I don’t have any friends”

                “If we get out of here, we’re going to be friends, ok?” I whispered, afraid they would get mad. She nodded.

                “W-which girl is your friend?” she asked, looking around the trailer. I felt it coming again. I sobbed and started to cry. “Oh…” she said. She understood.

                “I-I’ll tell you what happened, it’s g-good that you know so you d-don’t make the same mistake”

                He opened the door, and let me and Renee in first. The lights we’re out, and it smelled funny in here. I didn’t have a good look around because Harry shut the door behind us quickly, leaving just him, Renee and I alone in the trailer. “Harry what about the rest-” I start to say, then he turns the lights on.

                That’s when I see them.

                The light is dim, and the walls were just metal. From the ceiling hang ten metal cuffs, and there’s five girls leaning against the wall, their hands hanging from the cuffs. They’re in nothing but their panties. There’s stains on the floor, some dark, almost like blood. It smells like pee and shit in here.

                “What the fuck is this?” Renee screams.

                “SHUT UP” Harry said, and slammed her against the wall. There was a loud bang as her head hit the hard metal wall.

                “Renee!” I yelled. Harry turned around, almost faster than humanly possible. I shrank back, scared of what he would do. He grabbed me, and ripped my shirt off. He dropped it to the floor, it’s now in shreds. He grabs me by the hair, and pulls me to the second cuff on the farthest wall. He pushed me to the floor, and got right in my face. He growled, and ripped my bra off, leaving me in just my shorts and shoes. I sobbed, and he slapped me. He took my wrists roughly in his hands, and cuffed my arms up. He removed my shoes, and my shorts, leaving me in my underwear.

                He stepped back, leaving me be. He turned to Renee, who was just regaining consciousness. She stood up, and dashed toward the door. Harry was on her, faster than possible. Was he not human? He shoved her to the ground again, and she laid there, weirdly still. She was still breathing, but he eyes we’re glazed over. He back up, and opened the trailer door. The other four boys stepped inside, and surrounded Renee. “This one’s miss behaving.” Harry said with a mischievous grin. The boys laughed.

                “What are we gonna do to this one?” Louis says, a grin spread wide across his face.

                “Well since her little friend is here, we should do it here, it front of her.” They laugh, and Liam turns to me. He gives me an evil grin, then turns back to Renee. They pick her up, her eyes still glazed.