Goodbye for good

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MICHAELS POV

"you have reached voicemail to...." the robot voice spoke at the other side of the line. I put down the phone for the 15th time of trying. where was she? she wasn't answering her phone. maybe she was busy? Jess started crying I put down my phone and lifted her out of her cot.

"hello baby. I know you miss mummy I do too but come on got to be good for daddy" I kissed her little head but she kept crying and crying and crying. all she wanted was a Madelyn hug. "me too baby me too" I held her close to my chest rocking her side to side. her cry became lighter and her eyes heavier. I checked the clock and it was 3:26am. I then slipped into bed placing Jess at the side of me. hopefully she'll sleep better with me.

I tried closing my eyes and sleeping but I just couldn't, it would be 10:26pm where Madelyn is. maybe she is sleeping, but she'd text me first? just as I gave up thinking my phone buzzed. I quickly jumped up and spotted a text from Madelyn;

hey baby, sorry for not answering I fell to sleep. been a busy day, but been good. miss you night xx

my mind was now at ease I quickly texted night back and then fell to sleep.

NIALLS POV

I placed Madelyns phone on the bedside table and watched her toss and turn in her sleep. lines of mascara falling from her eyes down her rosy cheeks. she looked so peaceful sleeping, no worries or anything. I laid a soft kiss on her head before heading into the kitchen and pouring myself a glass of Whiskey. I felt happy and warm inside knowing the girl I love is laying in my bed right now. I quickly downed my glass turned out the lights and cuddled up at the side of her. what a perfect night.

MADELYNS POV

my eyes fluttered open to the burning light creeping through the curtains. I sat up and looked down to see I was fully clothed and in an unfamiliar room. as I sat up my mind flooded with memories from the following night and I started to panic. fuck. all I could remember was being picked up. but by who?

that question was soon answered as Niall walked through the door with a tray of breakfast. "morning beautiful" he sent a warm smile. I didn't know what to do i was so awkward. why have I just been in bed with my ex whilst my fiancé and baby are at home? 

"morning" I stuttered. he placed the tray in front of me and smiled. "I can't stay for breakfast, I've got to get off" I stood up and went to rush off before he grabbed my arm and pulled me back. I looked him dead on in the eyes and I froze. my heart stopped for a second, please please don't go back to your old self I begged inside my head.

"I'm sorry" his eyes automatically turning apologetic he then released me. "I'm sorry I just- I- things are going well least you could do is eat breakfast" he pushed out a one sided smile.

I sat down in guilt and began to eat the pancakes on the plate. "so we doing the shoot today?" I asked trying to make conversation.

"yeah if you want you can take a quick shower my team should be round soon, then we'll make a start?" his face lit up. I giggled and nodded in agreement.

after I quickly ate breakfast I rushed off to go get showered. as I finished after drying my hair and throwing on a gown his team showed up. I sat back and watched them set up before his makeup artist came over. "hi I'm Julie and I'll be doing your makeup" she smiled I nodded and let her do her job. I then got changed into the first set of underwear which was a white thong set with a lacy see through bra.

I posed in front of the cameras which was so strange because I'm used to being the one behind it. we took a few poses some on the bed and some on the white back drop. then I changed into a hot pink set, then blue and we did the same routine.

the final shots I was in a black thong with some sexy suspenders. also wearing a baby pink silk and black lace bra. my hair was down a nice beach swept look. "let's get Niall in these shots" a man behind the camera said. wait what no. fuck why.

Niall walked in wearing some tight black boxers, not going to lie but he looked bigger than I remember. first pose was him stood behind me his hands on my waist and me looking over my shoulder. a few where he was breathing down my neck, my hand on his chest and our heads against each other.

the photographer then had a great idea of, let's take shots in the bedroom. first one was Niall laid on the bed and me laid across him. then, him laid down whilst me straddling him with my hands flung in the air.

after hours of shooting they finally left and I was in Niall's room getting changed. "you look sexy in that" the door creaked open and Niall stood smirking.

"well thanks" I smiled blushing slightly. I turned round to sort my clothes to get changed into before I felt two warm hands grip on my waist and push me on to the bed. "woah what are you doing?" I questioned turning over to see Niall groping his manhood whilst biting his lip.

"I know you want it mads" he said forcing my legs open. I tried kicking him away but his grip got tighter he then pulled down his boxers and hovered over me. I was trying so hard to push myself up the bed to get away.

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"stop no. I said no! get off" I screeched now pressing my hands against his throat pushing him off. but no good. I was so weak compared to him. he pressed my hands down I tried closing my legs but his body was now in the way. I just let it happen. my voice had gone my power was weak. tears began to fall down my cheeks. his hungry eyes stared right into my fucking heart. I was once in love with this fucking animal. and here I am again.

he began kissing my neck and biting, hard. his manhood rubbing against my crotch. "please stop" I cried. he then tore off my underwear I tried sitting up and pushing hum off. I succeeded. I jumped up and made a run for the door before he grabbed my leg and I fell.

"you're not fucking going anywhere. you're gonna pay" he grabbed my hair and threw me to bed. his hand clenched around my neck. it happened so fast yet so slow. it felt like it lasted forever however was too fast to stop. I cried the whole way through hoping for him to find some decency and stop. but no. he kept going.

he the threw my clothes at me. "you know the rules, you tell nobody or you have a consequence. now get fucking dressed and be gone before I get back" all I remember was those evil eyes his spiteful voice and the slam of the hotel door.