The thoughts of an innocent

Chapter 14

I followed close behind Sam, as we made our way down the corridor. Bile was rising in my throat as I awaited what was to happen. Terror was humming in my body as we turned and came face to face with a door. The white paint was chipping off in patches and upon further inspection, i noticed blood stains decorating the side. My face paled and I took a deep breath as I shuffled into the room. It was littered with beer bottles and torn up furniture. It smelt like cat urine and expired food. I gagged at the site and turned away. Sam moved towards me his hands dancing along my curves and face. His fingers tracing the scar that marred my cheek. I closed my eyes as i tried to get the thought of what was going to happen mere moments from now, out of my head. I felt his lips touch my jaw and work his way up. He shoved me back and my knees hit the foot of a bed. I collapsed backwards and his body climbed on top of mine. I shrieked and pounded my fists against his chest and back. He simply laughed as he continued his journey down my body. His mouth came back up and pressed against mine. I narrowed my eyes and instantly bit down, drawing blood. He howled and jerked back, his hand flying up to his lip. Pulling his fingers back he noticed the blood and growled. I winced and attempted to move from the bed. I got halfway across the room before he grabbed my hair and slammed me to the wall. I gasped as the wind was knocked out of me and I reeled my elbow back. I heard the sickening snap as it came in contact with his nose. I laughed in delight as his body disappeared and i scrambled away from his hunched over form. Grasping the door handle I yanked the door open and slammed it shut. Racing through the halls I peered behind me as his heavy footsteps faltered momentarily. I stopped for a second and covered my mouth, knowing he was waiting for me to make a sound. I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of finding me. His footsteps picked up and I relaxed as I realized that he had gone a different way. I felt sobs rack my body as I continued down the hall, knowing that if I stayed in one place for to long he would find me. It was like a labyrinth as I took twists and turns. Eventually, I came to the door that held the boys. I sighed in relief and opened the door. All heads turned towards me and I saw Louis visibly relax at the sight of me in the doorway. 

"We have to hurry. I manage to get away but he's out wandering. I don't know when he will be back!" I whispered quickly. They all scrambled up and out the door in three seconds. I stayed back and attached myself to Louis' side. Just being in his presence made me feel calm. His hand came up and touched my lower back and I leaned back against him. The fact that we were so close to being free had the boys itching to push on. However, we had out hopes set to high and I jumped when I heard the shots ring out. In front of me I watched as Zayn's body fell back and landed on the floor with a dull thud. His eyes were open and I watched in horror as the life drained from his body. 

No I have not given up on this story. I am so sorry it has taken me 2 years to finally update again. I hope you all enjoy the story! Thanks for not giving up on me you guys!