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i'd always had nightmares.
sleeping wasn't easy for me, the flashbacks of my life, running through me, keeping me awake.
and tonight, it was going to be a night of tossing and turning, having a restless sleep.
but this shit was different.
and i thought the worst was behind me.
but nothing could've prepared me for what was about to happen.
this man who'd tormented me, worse than pete had ever been, was now helpless.
"what's going on?" i wrapped my hands around myself, stepping back, closer to the door.
my heart is in my throat as I take in the scene around me.
bound to a chair, liam was slumped down, ropes digging into his skin.
panic clawed in my throat as I rushed over to liam, my fear bubbling up into sheer terror.
what the fuck is going on?
"li-" I don't even get chance to finish my word before I freeze in my spot, hearing a shuffle in the hotel room.
hiding in the shaddows, there's a figure stood.
and the last person I imagined, appeared in my view, eyes dark and stormy.
"billie, we've been waiting for you" pete's tone sends a chill down my spine.
the light flickered as he moved, contours of his face twisted in anger.
in his hands, his phone was held tight between his fingers.
"surprised to see me?"
"what's going on? what are you doing here?" I wanted to step towards liam. despite what he's been doing to me recently, he's hurt. but the look on petes face makes me freeze in place.
"im here to collect what you owe me. you've been cheating on me, with me" he pointed towards liam, who still had his head laid low.
"baby no, I swear on my life I-"
"liar" pete cuts me off by shouting, voice echoing off the walls. "you thought you could get away with this? thought you could betray me and I wouldn't find out?"
i feel my heart hammering against my ribcage. "wait it's not what you think, liam has been-"
"shut the fuck up" his bellowing voice makes me jump. "i don't wanna hear your fucking excuses. you think I wasn't gonna find out about the 'hidden' cameras liam put in your room so he can watch you both being together. there is video evidence"
i had my suspicions, but knowing those cameras were placed by liam makes my stomach drop.
there's videos?
"you're going to regret this billie. im going to make your life hell"
his words hang in the air like a death sentence.
pete had been angry before, but this wasn't the boyfriend I knew, he was a monster.
and then, it seems out of nowhere, liam stirs awake.
his eyes blink open as he takes in his surroundings.
i wanna talk to him, say something, but im too scared.
pete steps forward, covering liam with his figure.
"see, he wasn't hurt that bad. he's on my team, but I just had to teach him a little lesson" pete smirks. "now you're all alone"
i wanted to scream.
i wanted to scream at liam, for abusing my trust, for thinking he was here to help me, for hurting me.
but what's the point when it's clear he's against me too.
liam suddenly stood up, adjusting his blazer and wiping some dried blood off his lip.
his face was cold.
"billie, you've no idea what you've got yourself into" liam speaks, his voice hoarse.
when he speaks, I realise I have no-one in this room to protect me.
both of them together, well..they could kill me.
is this how im going to die?
in a hotel room right beside my family?
pete glances at liam and they exchange a look before he turns to look at me.
"im done with you but im going to make sure that this tour is hell. remember this moment because from here on, you are never going to feel safe. no-one is going to protect you from us, from what we have, from what we can do"
pete holds up his phone and smirks "enjoy"
and with that, liam pushed him forward and they both open the door, leaving me stood alone in the room.
in this moment, I realise that this is worse than death.
a cool breeze washes over my body like someone chucked a bucket of cold water over my body.
this isn't happening right now.
petes threats are running on a loop on my mind.
they should've killed me.
i turn to stare at the door, my panicked breaths filling up the empty space.
i can feel myself slipping away, my body overcome with betrayal and fear.
the walls of the hotel room seem like they're closing in on me and I sink to the floor, curling myself up on the cold tile.
