Adopted... by THEM?! (A One Direction Fan-Fiction)

Chapter Thirty Three~ Glass Pieces-

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Ear shattering. The sound of porcelain meeting glass was as loud as if i had screamed. Broken fragments of glass poured down almost like the rain in the sky, the sharp pieces came from what looked like the air, a window, not at all a window anymore.

Without hesitating, i quickly shifted through the wreckage and climbed up on the window ledge, it was large enough that i could stand and spread my arms out like wings.

Wings of a bird, freedom so close, just a single movement away. I shut my eyes in complete bliss, anxiety and fears gone, every thought and worry cleared from my head. My eyelashes brushed against my soft cheeks, my hair fluttering around on skin as it flew through the wind.

With a smile on my face, i let my right foot come away from the windowsill and out into the empty sky and i took that final step off the ledge into the air, finally free.

Chapter thirty three~

The wind caught onto my clothing and pulled the material back, squeezing the cloth against my body tightly like a corset. My hair was pulled up with the air and was now high above me. Time seemed to move sluggishly; each pebble of sand slowly flowing through an hourglass, each tick on the clock ringing loud and clear as the tock was anxiously awaited, and each ray of sun slowly going round the earth. But in reality, it wasn't like that at all, in truth, it had all happened in a crack of the whip.

I'd never experienced a feeling similar to the one i was now. It was so completely foreign, so devastatingly different, that i concluded it could only be me catching a whiff of freedom.

The first thing i felt was a tug at my head, a sharp powerful one that wretched my body back, pulled me from the grasps of freedom and dragged me right back to hell. A strangeled cry escape my lips as the grip tightened and i felt myself falling from the air and backwards into the hard concrete wall, i gasped in pain, but my position didn't stay as such for long, in moments, i felt an arm grip under my armpit and pull me up in through the window.

I landed onto the broken glass with a dejected cry, my mind whirling in confusion as my eyes flittered around the room, desperately seeking the person who had unwillingly pulled me from my state of bliss and serenity.

My eyes met dark ones, and i felt my heart clench in fear. A whimper escaped my lips as i realized how furious he was. He was panting from pulling me back into this godforsaken place and his jaw was clenched in pain. When our eyes connected though, it wasn't anger i saw in his, it was concern. The emoition didn't last for long though, and i could have mistaken the look for something much more realistic. Whatever it was i had seen, disapeared quickly and was replaced by fury.

I flinched back when he started reaching for me, making the glass underneath me shift and crackle, pinching into my skin slightly, but thankfully, not drawing blood. I squeezed my eyes shut in fear as Blake's rough hands gripped my collar and wrenched me to my feet.

"Open your eyes." He growled, shaking me harshly.

They shot open on his command, not wanting to get myself into even more trouble. But i couldn't bring myself to meet his eyes for some reason, whether it was out of fear or guilt, i didn't know.

"Look at me." He ground out through his bared teeth, and when i didn't listened, he started to shake me again, making me whimper and burst into hot tears, "LOOK AT ME!"

I forced my eyes to his face, though it was blurred by the liquid in my eyes. "Please.." I begged, hoping that for once he would have mercy.

Through my tears, i saw him breathing deeply, trying to contain himself, and the grip in my arms loosening, but not letting go.