Mistake- A Zayn Malik Fanfiction

Chapter 5

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I laid on the cold, hardwood floor, blood running down my back at a slow pace. The only thing that could be heard was my soft sobs and my ragged breathing. Every time I tried to pull away from the chains, they would tighten around my ankles and hands in an unruly manner.  Just as I was about to attempt to sit up, the heavy metal door swung open, making a cold rush of air flow into the enclosed room. A light flickered on and Zayn came around the corner with a bowl in his hand. 

He sat me up vigorously and placed the bowl in front of me. 

"Eat.", he demanded. I looked inside and saw warm broth with pieces of sausage floating around in  it. It smelled delightful, but i didn't trust him. I picked of the bowl and threw all of the hot contents at him, making him growl angrily. He went to the corner of the room and took off his shirt, revealing all of his tattoos that were perfectly scattered on his back. He shuffled through a couple of drawers and came back with big hunks of rope and tape. 

He walked over to me and placed a long piece of tape across my mouth. He began to uncuff my wrists and ankles, while threatening me. 

"Don't do anything stupid!", He threatened, but i denied his hateful demand by punching him in the jaw. I ran out of whatever room we were in and stumbled to the front door. I ripped off the piece of tape just as i placed my hand on the handle, but i soon felt an arm wrap around my waist, pulling me back viciously. 

"Where do you think you're going princess?", he asked while dragging me into the bedroom. 

"Let me go asshole!", I shouted, punching him repeatedly in the chest before he dropped me on the bed. I hissed in pain as my fresh cuts landed on the lint covered bed sheets. I tried to get up, but his heavy muscular body hovered over me, pressing me down on the bed. I whimpered as he grabbed my wrists and tied them to the headboard. As he finished tieing my right wrist, I kneed him right in his groin. He groaned out in pain before punching me in the side. 

"You bitch! You are never going to learn are you?", he yelled before slapping me on the cheek, the sound echoing through the room. He moved down to my feet and tied them to the bed post. He went to grab my other, but it didn't work out.  I constantly wiggled it around, preventing him to grasp it. He grabbed it in one steady move before tieing it down. I can't believe this.

He pulled out a piece of duct tape and placed it on my mouth. 

"Be back in a second princess, you are in for a treat.", he whispered lowly before walking out the door. 

I can't believe that the city's wanted criminal, Zayn Malik, has taken me and has strapped me down onto a bed... his bed. What if he rapes me? What if i become pregnant? Or even worse..

What if he kills me?

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