I shot out the front door and stood there, I assumed he'd come for me. A second later, he was snatching me by the waist harshly and literally throwing me over his shoulder, not caring if I could fall. We came up to his car and he threw me against it, the impact rippled through my back causing me to scream out but he clamped his hand over my mouth and muffled the noise
"Don't try to pull anything stupid." He whispered in my ear as he punched me in the gut. The force made my stomach jerk and writhe in discomfort. He threw me into the car and drove to a little alleyway. He opened the car door and clamped his hand on my shoulder and yanked me out of the car and slammed me against a fence
"You." He punched me in the arm
"Defied." He punched me in the ribs
"Me" He punched me in the shoulder
"I'm sorry! Please! Please... Please... Just stop!" I shouted through the tears.
"You're not sorry. I'll make you sorry." He put his hand on my shoulder and knocked me to the ground and pushed me so I was lying on my back. He began moving his fists over my body, over and over again, hit after hit. I whimpered upon each impact but it only made him continue and enjoy it more.
"Say it." He said, leaning over me for a kiss
"I love you." I protested as he closed in but he didn't care, he carried on punching me though
When he was bored, he released me from his iron grasp
"I'm going away with the boys for a week. I'll continue with this when I get back." I sat upwards as he started walking away but he turned on his heal and punched me in the eye. Great. He left. I sat in the alleyway and sobbed despite the shooting pains it caused me and hummed Personal Soldier.
Is somebody tryin' to hurt you?
You know I'll never let that happen
They must be out of their mind
'Cause you are the sunshine
That makes my day
And I won't let them take that away
I'll be your hero who's standing strong
Who protects you from any fight
And if your battles are piling on
I will take them on with all my might
Cry your tears on my shoulder
You don't know what the future holds
So I'll be your personal soldier
I pulled my phone out of my pocket slowly with my shaky hands and opened up twitter, the one thing he hadn't destroyed because he didn't know I had. I noticed the blue circle under 'Me' and opened my Direct Messages
@NathanTheWanted Please see me tomorrow
Where?
@NathanTheWanted Does that mean you're considering?
Just tell me!
@NathanTheWanted How about I pick you up? :D
Erm... Yes. Okay.
@NathanTheWanted Awesome
We were going to meet at the bus stop, back where we'd met 2 years ago before I had met Alex, before I starved myself, before my life turned to crap...
To this day I don't know why I agreed to meet him again. It was only ever going to cause more pain for both of us but... I did. Maybe I thought he would make it all okay, maybe I thought he'd save me or maybe I just needed a Personal Soldier... But where was he when I needed him?
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Two shoes (Nathan Sykes Fan-Fic)
FanfictionLexi is a fan of The Wanted but she never imagined that the kind stranger she met at the bus stop 2 years ago could have ever been Nathan Sykes. However since then her life has changed a lot and for the worse. She has a lot of issues, one of them be...