If only you knew (Niall Horan FanFiction)

Chapter 14

I feel a cold breeze on the back of my neck, causing me to jump. Where am I? I look around but can't seem to see anything familiar. It dark in here, but there is enough light for me to see my surroundings. Wait, where is Niall? Last time I remember seeing him he was.....OH NO! My baby was shot, and I passed out. I go to reach for something but soon see that my arms are tied behind my back and I am sitting in a chair.

"Hello?" I shout, hoping someone can hear me. "Help me!"

I feel a hand go around my mouth, causing me to scream in terror. "Don't you dare scream you little bitch!" Right away I notice the voice, it's Jason.

"Where am I? What did you do to Niall?" Tears form in my eyes, but I blink them away.

"Oh your lover boy he is somewhere that you will never find him. And you...well you are in my house, in my room." He runs his tongue across his bottom lip, making me scroff in disgust.

"Tell me where he is or-" He cuts me off midsentence.

"Or what, you will slap me. You know, I am much bigger and stronger than you and your boyfriend. I can do a lot more damage to you than you can do to me."

My eyes  can no longer hold in my tears, making them roll down my cheeks and soaking the front of my shirt. I then realize that i was wearing my robe when I passed out.

"What am I wearing?" I wiggle in the chair, trying to get the ropes around my hands loose.

Jason bites down on his lower lip. "You sure do look mighty fine in my t shirt. I though you would be more comfortable if you were wearing actual clothes. Oh, and your welcome for letting you use my boxers." He winks. I just wanna get my arms out so that I can run up to him and choke him to death.

"You disgust me!"

"Good night, honey!" He slowly walks away, opening the door to walk out, and shutting it to leave me alone in his room. What am I gonna do?

Niall's POV

My side is non-stop bleeding, causing me to feel light headed. I look to my wound to check if the cloth around it is soaking with blood. Being in a basement alone, with a bullet wound, is kind of like the movies I watch. I never thought that I would be in this position. What if I die here? What if Tori dies? Why are we in this mess? Oh yeah, because my girlfriend had to get me all jealous over a stupid cashier at the super market. 

I suddenly hear footsteps coming down the old, warnout wooden stairs. Slowly shifting my eyes over to the figure, I see who it is. "Hello Niall, long time no see!"

"Amy? What are you doing?" Still shocked with what is going on, I look up at her, seeing that she is wearing rubber gloves. "Why are you wearing gloves?"

"I heard you were shot, so I can down here to help stitch it up." A wide smirk forms on her face.

She strolls over to me, bending down to see my wound. Before I know it she is sticking her fingers inside it, making me scream in pain. Twisting her finger around and stretching the wound even more. Soon she pulls out her finger, looking at the blood that is dripping down the rubber gloves. "I told you not to break up with me you fool." She walks back over to the stairs, looking back at me, and blowing a kiss. I don't move a muscle, due to the great amount of pain that I'm in. She smiles once more before vanishing up the stairs.

"Tori!" I scream at the top of my lungs, causing me to flinch from the vibration my voice sends through my body. "Baby, I'm coming to save you! Don't worry....I will...I..." I soon pass out, due to the even greater amount of blood I have lost.

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Tori's POV

I wake up to the sound of chains. Carefully opening my eyes I see Jason sitting infront of me with chains in his hand. I start to kick in fear, causing the chair to almost flip over. Still fiddling with the ropes around my arms, I notice a sharp end of my nail. I guess I chipped my nail recently. Quickly putting my finger to the not-so-thick piece of rope I scratch as hard as I can, trying to break the rope. I stop when Jason gets up from his seat to go turn on the light switch by the door. My eyes take a while to adjust to the light, being in the dark for so long. Once I can actually see, I look around to find pictures of girls all over his walls. Each of them being beautiful but not looking at the camera as the picture was taken. I soon see a  collage of just me in one big spot on the wall. Why am I on his wall and why does he have so many  pictures of me?