Promotion {Luke Hemmings/5SOS Fanfic}

42) 1 Shot Over The Edge

"You have 5 minutes or she's dead. Tick tock... tick tock... your clock begins now."

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~Chloe's P.O.V.

"Why are you doing this Ryan? Why?!" I cried out at him, pounding my fist into his chest. Despite still having his hands gripped on my wrists, he didn't do anything to stop my assault.

I was too weak and broken down to inflict any real pain and he was aware that I knew it too.

I fell to my knees in front of him, my vision blurry with the tears that haven't stopped spilling since the moment he dragged me up here in the first goddamn place.

Now again with the stupid silence... I'm quite fed up with it nowadays.

A few seconds later though, Ryan spoke out, "It was suppose to be a game ya know."

"What?" I blinked through my teary eyes and stared at him. I was too exhausted to fight back anymore and if he wanted to explain his motives - although I was quite surprised - I would hear him out just this once.

Seeing Luke earlier... and then loosing him all so soon, was enough to break down my walls.

"Me falling in love with you." He continued on, clearly not knowing the amount of internal pain I was endorsing. "It was a bet between me and a few pals to see who could get the most pussy and there you were... In that bar. You became our main target.

"I thought I was up to the challenge and then your charm somehow won me over. Then on that stupid night when I tried to rape you, I got a call from my friends and they laughed at how knocked up I was. They called to make fun of me for losing the bet and to say goodbye to all of the money that I would've won. Somehow, they found out that I was in love with you and they wanted to take you away... they threatened to take away your virtue and I thought if anyone was going to take it, then it should be me," He snickered.

"but then you fought back... and slowly it began to dawn on me that this was all your fault. Because of you, I lost everything and I wanted you dead for the longest time but I could never bring myself to kill you. No, not until I found out that you replaced me with that... that stupid guy. I was your first love so I wondered for a while why the fuck you didn't love me anymore... and then I realized, as I told your boy toy, if I can't have you, then no one can."

I closed my eyes, trapping anymore tears that were trying to escape. "So that's your master plan isn't it? Killing me because refuse to love a monster like you?" I reopened them, glaring Ryan straight in the eyes, "Have you ever realized why I could never love you back?"

He shrugged his shoulders, "There's so much about me to love. I questioned whether or not you were mental."

I chuckled. Was he serious?

"You... are not even half the guy Luke is or will ever be. You're such a lost cause that God couldn't even help you now. I hope that you die and burn in hell you filthy creature."

I snapped my head towards the right as excruciating pain danced on my cheek. I blinked back tears at how much his slap stung but I didn't let that ruin my dignity. "Fuck you. Fuck you! FUCK YOU!" I howled at him and he slapped me again, just as harshly.

"Where's your fucking manors whore?" He wrapped his hands around my waist and pulled me towards him as I fought free. I screamed in his face but Ryan wouldn't budge. As a result, he just threw me down and my head hit against the hard floor. I brought a hand to the injury and bit back a cry of pain.