Blood Love [COMPLETE One Directon Fan Fiction

Blood Love: C 7

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Rita's POV:

After we cleaned up the bubbles and Zayn got an hour long talk from Liam, me and Zayn went into his room and watched a movie in his room.

We both fell asleep in each others arms, pop corn in the sheets and hot chocolate taste still in our mouths.

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I'm running.

Running from something, or someone.

There was a wind blowing, I can feel in on my face, and it blows my hair. But I can't feel the pressure of it on my skin.

Blackness surrounds me and the only thing I can see is a blurred face that's behind me. Every time I look behind me, the face doesn't seem to get any farther.

I look down and my legs are moving, but Im not going anywhere. I look behind me again and the face is about two feet away from me.

"Going somewhere?" A voice says, echoing through my ears. I stop in my tracks unintentionally. I try to move, but my legs won't let me.

The faces fades away and it's suddenly so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

A gust of ice-cold wind brushes my skin and I feel frozen, my skin feels as if its being peeled off.

But when I look down, it's not.

"Who are you?" My scratchy voice says and it bounces off the unseen walls. I feel a grip on my neck, and I try to turn around but I can't.

"Your worst nightmare." It whispers.

I feel hot liquid go down my throat and know what it is instantly. "Please, don't hurt me." I whisper, the wrist is taken away from my mouth and the face shows up in front of me.

It's still blurred, but the two things I can make out are the platinum blond hair and light blue eyes.

"I'll hurt you, whether you or Zayn like it or not." The face says.

The picture in front of me starts to become clearer and clearer, but before I can see the face fully I hear a horrible crack noise and all goes black.

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I wake up, flipping my eyes open quickly.

My panting doesn't seem to stop even when I get out of bed with a little difficulty, considering Zayn's arms were around my waist.

I walk down stairs, wrapping my arms around each other, and wipe the sweat off my forehead.

What a dream. I've never had such a dream in my life, and the voice saying that it was my 'worst nightmare' it was right.

I open the back door, and shut it quietly. I walk over to the bench swing and swing on it, trying to cool myself off.

I look up and the moon is shining brightly between the many trees in the back yard.

I hear a rustle of bushes beside me and stand up quickly.

The sky turns dark as clouds cover the moon, and soon the woods around me seem more eerie then beautiful.

"Poor, poor Rita." The same voice from my dream says from behind me. I spin around but nothing's there.

"Who's there?" I ask, I pick up a stray flash light from the ground and try to run it on.

It doesn't turn on but I hold it up above my head as a weapon.

What?

I know, it's not exactly Aragorn's sword from The Lord of the Rings, but hey, it's something.

The voice cackles with laughter as I lift it higher above my head.

"Rita, you shouldn't have messed with the boys. It's gotten you into trouble." The vice echoes in the woods and I shriek inside, I can't show that I'm scared.

In fact, I'm so scared I bet I would go to the bathroom right here...

But I refuse to show weakness.

"What about the boys?" I ask, I turn around in circles as I hear the clicks of heals.

"When I say 'boys' I mean Zayn. You shouldn't have messed with him. Now you'll pay." It says clearly.

"What did I do to mess up Zayn?" I ask, I stop in my tracks as the clicking stops.

I'm suddenly pushed against the wall and the face that was in my dream is lit by the moon light.

"He was mine. He was mine before he was yours, and once I kill you, he'll be mine again." She says smirking.

The flash light slips out of my hand and and I feel a hard object hit my forehead.

I grab it and fall on the ground. I kneel there for a few minuets, holding my bleeding head.

"Please don't hurt me." I whisper again.

"I'm going to hurt you, whether you or Zayn like it or not." She says and pushes me on the ground.

I try to keep my fading eye site from fading even farther, but the closer and closer the girl gets to me the more and more it darkens.

Pretty soon all I can hear is the sound of a car driving and sound of quiet music in the background.

Soon my hearing leaves me too, and I'm left in complete blackness with our a sound.