Vanessa's POV
Zack threw her himself on me. He tugged on the knee length leggings I was wearing. My knees were folded, so Zack was hovering over my stomach. I squirmed and tried to get out of his grip but I couldn't. I'd seen this video on YouTube where they tell how to defend yourself if someone does something like this. They said that you have to thrust your pelvic region upwards so the person on top would fall off.
So I did that. I'm thrusted my hip with all my energy, and I even managed to get him of me. Zack fell on the bed and I fell on the ground. But I forgot the fact that I was all tied up. In no time he picked me up and again threw me on the bed. But this time he threw me so hard that my head hit the headboard. I winced as the pain shot through my body.
"YOU FUCKING BITCH! YOU NEVER LEARN, DO YOU?!?!" Zack roared as he slapped my already wet face from tears. He vigorously picked up his belt from the wooden floor and folded it in to half.
I closed myself and jerked my head to the other side as I felt a sharp pain on my stomach. Zack had removed my already torn up sweater earlier so my stomach was exposed as I was wearing a black sports bra. I felt another pain on my right thigh. Then for a while there wasn't whips, so I slowly looked back to see what happens. I wish I hadn't. I saw Zack with a smirk on his face as he was going to whip me again. I closed my eyes as tight as possible waiting for the pain. But it never came. I heard the door open.
I slowly opened my eyes and saw Gustavo standing at the door. I was so shocked when I saw his face. This was the first time I'm seeing his face properly. He had blonde hair and black eyes. But that wasn't the most shocking part. He didn't look a day older than 18. I instantly felt bad. Even if he helped Zack kidnap me. Gustavo isn't supposed to be here. He should be in college having the time of his life.
"Sir." Gustavo said in his French accent. "Your friend is here."
"Alex?" Zack asked.
"Yes sir. He is parking his car." Gustavo said as he looked at me. My hopes instantly went up. If Alex was gonna come here. He could help me.
Zack understood what I was thinking. "I know what you're thinking, bitch. Don't worry he won't find you." He said, as I heard the door bell ringing.
Zack lifted me up and threw me on his shoulder. He carried me to the washroom attached to his bedroom. He threw me in the bath tub.
"Gustavo! Go get the door." Zack yelled as he turned on the shower and it started spraying all over my body. The places where he had whipped me where stinging.
"Okay. I'll be right back after I handle your brother." Zack said smirking as he walked out the door closed it.
I heard heavy footsteps and the bedroom door opening. I screamed, but my screams were muffled by the cloth on my mouth and the sound of the shower.
"Who's in the washroom?" I heard Alex ask from outside the washroom door.
"It's Lauren." Zack said quickly. I forgot to mention, Lauren is Zack's girlfriend. Yes, his girlfriend. I don't even know why he kidnapped me.
"I thought she went to Sydney for her brother's wedding?" Alex asked.
"Oh they cancelled it." Zack said.
"Why?" Alex asked, obviously skeptical.
"Why do you ask so many questions, bro? Want some coffee?" Zack asked Alex.
"Yeah sure." Alex said. But by his tone I understood that he wasn't very satisfied by the answers Zack had given.
After a long time, Zack finally opened the bathroom door.
"Phew. That was a close call. Now let's get you dried up, shall we?" Zack said and he picked me up again.
I was soaked in water.
"So. I don't have any bras or panties here for you. I'll get some for you tomorrow. But until then you can wear my stuff." Zack said.
He gave me one of his hoodies. It was blue in color. And he gave me one of his joggers. I wore it. It was really big for me.
Zack came into the bedroom after I finished changing.
"Listen, babe." Zack started as he sat on the bed on which I was already seated. Wait, did he just call me babe?
He kept his hand on my hand. "I'm sorry about all the stuff I put you through. It's just... I love you so much.."
"What?" I asked softly in shock.
"I loved you from so long. But then you ended up with that Zayn asshole. But now you are mine." He said as he held my hands tighter.
"No, I'm not yours!" I said angrily, as I jerked my hand away from him.
His expression hardened. "Don't talk to me like that." Then his expression softened. "Now gimme a kiss."
He leaned in, his hand pressed on my cheek. I backed up and accidentally hit him in the face.
He gripped my wrist as he harshly said,"Listen just because I'm being nice does'nt mean you take advantage of me."
He walked out the door and slammed it hard.
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A/NHey guys,
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FanficVanessa gets divorced from her husband, Zayn Malik. She has to take care of herself and her kid. Alone. What happens when she crashes into Zayn 2 years later? Read to find out.