Taken

Chapter 23

Jennifer's POV:



I told Niall everything. Everything that he was fortunate to forget.
Everything from Harry punching him to all the boys sheepishly leaving the room. Even Zayn and Liam left. They entered at a terrible time, and Harry couldn't 'bare' to look at me anymore, so he left. Leaving me and Niall alone in the room.

It makes no sense to me, considering Harry yelled at me about how I was a slut, and he deserved to take my virginity. He was drunk, but I know he meant his words. He actually thought he deserved my love.

Then, I was left to weakly clean up Niall's blood. I was going to run, but I knew I wouldn't get far, and after Scott's death...I couldn't. I just killed someone's father, son, husband...brother.

I shiver to myself and lay back against the headboard.

No more running. Running just brought me more misery than before.

I close my eyes and decide to take a nap, while Niall's in the shower.

Harry's body tops mine, as I struggle for air.
In an effort, I bring my hands to his hard shoulders and push down.
He doesn't budge.

How did I even get in this predicament?

Where am I at?

I blink to clear my view and take in my surroundings.

Black.

I can't see anything, only Harry's cursed curls.

"Harry..." I whisper.
I shake his body rapidly to wake him up.

"Harry. Wake up." This time I'm louder and more forceful.

His head snaps up in an instant, and his eyes are the only source of light in the room.

I let out a scream in shock, but nothing comes out.

"Harry." I mouth but again, no sound.

"Dont be scared, Jennifer." Harry's voice not matching his body.

Harry's emerald eyes, slowly turning sapphire.

His curly locks turning dirty blonde.

Niall.

"I want you to listen to me. Alright, Jennifer. No talking, just listening."

I nod and await for his soothing voice to fill my ears.

"Remember what I said last time."

I nod in remembrance. I knew this looked familiar. I finally remember this dream. I had it right before I woke up...from the wreck.

His words bring ease but panic inside of me.

I stare in his ocean eyes and suddenly regain strength.

"Tell me, again."

"What, my beautiful?"

"Tell me where you're taking me."

He glances down then back up at me,

"Somewhere cold and dark,
never to be seen again,
only seen by the people,
who will never even want your hand.
You're beauty will be a waste,
soon to be a disgrace,
like water on pavement,
your pride will deteriorate."

He brings his finger to my cheek and gently brushes them.
But, there's no feeling.
I can see him, but I can't feel him.
His warmth I desperately need.

"No more riddles, Niall. Please, tell me." I desperately whisper to him him.

He smiles at me and exposes his faint dimples.

I take my left hand and place it on his cheek; unlike before, I feel his soft skin.

"I can't, my beautiful. I don't know anymore than you do." He kisses my forehead softly, and I let out a slight whimper when I can't feel his lips.

"Tell me. What shall I do?" I ask him, staring at his radiant eyes.

"About?" He furrows his eyes brows at me.

"You." I look down, unable to have the strength to meet his eyes.

"Do you love me?" He cups my chin, forcing my eyes to stare in his.

I grab his right hand tightly,

"Catherine loved you. Jennifer doesn't." My voice cracking.

A tear rises in Niall's eye, but like a flash on a camera- disappears.

"Catherine is Jennifer. Jennifer is Catherine, my beautiful."

"You kidnapped me." Tears flush down my face, and my voice sounding more of a whine.

"Did I?" His right thumb catching my tears that begin to fall.

"Yes you-"

"Did I grab you, darling? Did I steal you and put you in that van?"

"Don't twist this around, you ruined me."

"So you don't remember?"

"What?"

"Remember the last time you had this dream?"

"Yes."

"No you don't. Try, remember what I said. Remember..."

He slowly fades away, and I lay there speechless, voiceless.

The room fades to black, and a small hole of light grows in the corner.

Growing and growing and growing -

"Jennifer! Wake up!" Niall's hands shook me from my sleep.

I jump up from the bed and find myself panting.

"W-What happened?" I question the half-naked man in my view.

"You were shaking and moving and -are you okay?" His face only showing one emotion, worry.

I rub my forehead and nod,
"Fine. Thank you."

He nods back and begins to go back to the bathroom, I'm guessing to change.

"Wait, Niall." I know I'm going to regret this, but I can't help it. I feel as if he'll keep me safe.

Safe.
Wait- Remember Jennifer, remember.

"Don't hate me. You have to trust me. I can help you. I want to help you. Right now, you're hallucinating. When you wake up, I'm going to angry with you for leaving, but don't get scared. It's all an act for Harry. I wanted you to get away, or I would've made you take a shower with me. I can help you, but I also want you. If I help you get home, you have to stay with me. You can never leave me."

My last dream reruns in my mind over and over. Niall's here to help me. He'll take me away from here.

But you can never leave him.

That's not a problem.

"Jennifer?" Niall waves his hand in front of my face.

"Sorry, sorry." I blush.

"What'd you want?" Wrinkles on his forehead show as he raises his brow.

"You."










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