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

CHAPTER 8

[WARNING CONTAINS RAPE AND ABUSE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK]

LILY POV

                “Y-you’re what?” Brian stammered, all of us in complete shock.

                “Breaking you out of here.” He stated.

                “I don’t trust you. You killed Renee!” Joella shook with a sob.

                “I told you, I don’t get many hostages. I need to kill to live. People kill animals and eat them, because they need to survive. It’s pretty much the same.” Joella was still not convinced.

                “But if you break us out, you’ll still be alive.” she growled, and pulled on her cuffs.

                “I told you, I’m gonna commit suicide when I leave.” Joella’s expression changed, she almost looked sad.

                “Zayn, can you promise my something?” Her voice wavering, she was holding back tears.

                “Fine.”

                “Well, when you die, if you go to heaven, can you tell Renee I love her? And can you stay with her, and protect her until I-I get there?” A tear rolled down her cheek,

                “If there is a heaven, I don’t think I’ll be going there.” Zayn said softly. “But if I do, I will. I promise.”

                “T-thank you Zayn.” He smiled at her.

                “So, how are we breaking out of here?” Poppy said, interrupting the moment. I scowled at her, but I was also curious as to how we were going to pull this off.

                “Ok, this isn’t gonna be easy, and after I tell you this, I’m gonna take the memories from you, but I’ll give them back when it’s time.” He explained.

                “Ok, so what’s the plan?” Kristal asked eagerly.

                “Ok, this is what we have to do.”

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                I woke up the next morning, really confused. I couldn’t remember much of yesterday’s events, beside Carly’s death. I shuddered, looking over at the spot where she used to sit. Her blood still splattered the floor, dry and almost black in the dim light of the trailer. Poppy and Kristal were still sleeping, and Joella stirred next to me. Brian had his head down and I couldn’t tell if he was snoring or crying.

                “What happened yesterday?” Joella asked me. “I can only remember half the day.”

                “Me too. But I remember what happened to Carly…” Joella shuddered next to me, and Brian started sobbing harder.

                “Let’s not talk about that.” Joella whispered.

                Silence took over the trailer once more.

ZAYN POV

                “I just want to know why you needed a field.” The leader asked, his voice tired from questioning me all day.

                “I already told you sir.” I said for the millionth time.

                “Why would you need a field for that?” he exhaled loudly. I almost laughed at his frustration, but I couldn’t afford more punishment.