I care ( Oliver Sykes Love Story) part 1

I care (Oliver Sykes love Story) part 14

"Argh!" I whined the second my back hit the ground. My head was aching so bad. The door flung opened again and this time Oliver was thrown into to room. He was on his torso, facing me and I was on my back. It's moments like these I wish I was physically numb. I turned my head to my side and my eyes rested on a motionless oliver. He almost seemed dead. His eyes were shut and his lips were slightly parted. His shirt was ripped and his hair was tinted with blood. Oh Oliver, look at what I did to you...My eyes watered. This was it huh? kidnapped by a bunch of guys, dumped in a far away island to get murdered. I wanted to whisper for Oli to get up for the last time but before I could, I got yanked down by my ankles.

I cried at the sudden movement and before I knew it, the beast got ontop of me. Fuck! my heart started pounding like mad and my lungs tightened. 

"NO!" I screamed and thrashed around.

"Stay still!" he growled and restrained my arms above my head.

Tears flowed constantly down my eyes and my vision got blurry by the second. It was no use pleading and begging and I was starting to get tired of trying. They werent going to let us go. It's the government's orders, they can't go against it even if they wanted to.

I wriggled my wrist and pushed my stomach up to buck him off me but it was no use. I squeezed my eyes shut and prepared for what was coming for me.

"Dont!" Oliver's voice boomed out of no where. He reluctantly let go of my wrists and eyed Oliver. I was so fucking relieved he was alive! STAY ALIVE GOD DAMMIT.

Without a second thought, I used my free hands to scratch his face and he let out a pathetic cry. He held onto his cheek and glared at me. Shit.

"FUCKING BITCH!" he spat and he gave a blow across my left cheek. I fell back down onto the wooden floor. I wasn't unconscious but my cheek starting to sting and my vision got very blur. My head was throbbing and I couldn't open my eyes.

"ARIA!" I heard Oliver shout for me.

"fucking faggot!" he screamed, again.

"SHUT IT." the second guy snapped and held onto Oliver's jaws tightly. He forcefully pulled his face towards my direction.

"You're gonna watch this.." he spat at him. "You're gonna watch your little girlfriend get stabbed. And then it's your turn."

My ears were ringing by that blow but I could hear Oliver sobbing and screaming and groaning all at once. My left hand was under the bed and I felt something cold. The guy that was on me, fished out his knife from his back pocket and raised it above his head, with it's tip pointing directly at my chest. My eyes were half way shut but I had a feeling it wasn't our time to go.

"NO...NO!" Oliver screamed.

He was going to tear his throat apart if he screamed any louder.

Within a heat beat, I pulled out the object from under the bed and pointed right at him. I felt like I was about to pass out any second. Whatever I was holding, made him drop the knife. He slowly got off me and kept his hands up. He was very frightened for some reason. My eyes were half way shut and I just couldnt keep them open. But they shot wide when I saw a glimpse of exactly what the fuck i was holding on to.

I nearly dropped the object when I realised it was a fucking gun. Holy shit. I gasped at the sight of it. I gripped tightly onto the gun with both of my hands and slowly stood up. I swear to god my legs were about to give in any moment. He moved away from me and slowly neared towards the room door. Oliver stared at me with his mouth opened and so did the guy who was holding Oliver in place.

"Let him go." I said calmly and pointed the gun at him. Instead of doing what he was told, he slowly brought a knife out from his pocket, thinking I wouldnt see it. Fucking bastard!

I cocked the gun and pulled the trigger. The bullet passed oli and it aimed right at the Russian's knee. The sound startled me and I dropped the gun. He jerked at the sudden shot of pain and fell backwards onto floor. What the fuck did I just do. I froze. The other guy fleed the second I pulled the trigger. He started rolling around on the floor, tugging onto his bleeding knee and whining in pain. I gaped at the sight of him and for a moment there, I could not believe what the fuck i just did. I couldnt stand any longer and just dropped onto the floor. 

Oliver frantically crawled towards me and cupped my face with his hands.

"Aria. Look at me. Look at me." 

I stared at him. I was lost for words. I felt like I was about to black out.

"Aria." He gently slapped my cheeks. "Aria stay with me." 

After a few seconds, my brain realised it was Oli's voice and that he's alive.

"Oliver...?" I finally managed to choke out.

With tears welled up in my eyes, I couldn't be happier seeing him in front of me, alive. Brutally beaten up but, alive.

He immediately pulled me in his arms and pressed his head on my shoulder. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and I sobbed loudly.

"Oh thank fuck." he hissed and caressed my head with one hand. We sat there on the floor for nearly half an hour, wrapping ourselves in one another. The guy now laid motionless, with his knee bleeding continuosly. He isnt dead but he was unconscious.

I just couldnt believe we made it through this. He was craddling me in his arms, as i sobbed uncontrollably on his chest. I was still in some sorta trauma. 

"Shh..." he whispered and tightened his grip around me.

"It's over...it's over..." he kept whispering it to me like a mantra.

After what seemed like forever, I slowly pulled away from him and stared at him. His left eye was swollen and blood was smeared all over his chin. He had scratch marks all over his face and he looked mentally and physically exhausted. His eyes were droopy and his face was pale. Oh Oliver...He stared right into my soul.

"I'm sorry..." i whispered, raising my hand to his cheek and carefully caressing him, making sure I didn't hurt him. It hurt me deep inside to see him like this. If only he didn't try to protect me he wouldn't be brutally beaten! Tears filled up my eyes again and it startled flowing like streams down my cheeks.

"don't cry ari.." he whispered and tilted his head, towards my palm. He slowly pulled my hand down to his lips where he gave it a soft kiss. Never once breaking eye contact. He opened his mouth to say something but closed it back immediately as soon as the door bursted open.

*sorry for the loooong delay! I promise to update this frequently. Thanks for your lovely comments xxx*