❤ Love and Hate ❤ (A One Direction Fan Fiction)

Christian beaten by Christian

~Juliette's POV~

Chris. Christian. IT WAS CHRISTIAN WHO KIDNAPPED US!

"FIRST THING! GET IT RIGHT! I'M BELLE AND SHE'S ARIEL! I'M NO SLEEPING BLONDIE!" Sarah snapped. I tried to hold back a laugh. This moment was too serious.

"What do you want with us Chris," I asked without any tone. He smirked and grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him. Sarah tried to get up but she was tied on the bed. Oh crap...this isn't good.

"Well, I did tell your little friends, I would kidnap you some day. I reminded them, I'll be back. So, here you are," he said leaning closer. He pinned me on the wall, both arms on either side of me. I turned my head on the side but he only caressed my cheek. I didn't want him to touch me so, I had to do what I had to do.

I turned him so our face were centimeters away. I smiled and he seemed to think I was going to kiss him. He closed his eyes waiting for a kiss. My smile turned into a smirk as I took my leg back. I waited a second and put all my strength and kicked him right in the baby-making machine. BULLSEYE!

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR?!" He fell on the floor holding his crotch.

"Oh, hun, it's only for being..well, you," I said innocently. I walked over to the bed and Sarah gave me high-five. Chris stood up and looked angry. Uh oh...

"Oh, so you want to play a little game? Okay well let me in," he said taking a step closer. He was so near me. He took his hand back and I closed my eyes ready for a palm straight on my face...but nope. I opened my eyes and Sarah was standing up, holding his hand.

"Don't you dare touch my baby," Sarah said. She took her Christian Louboutin shoe and kicked him straight in the baby-making machine. Someone won't be able to make kids someday. Christian just got beaten by 'Christian'.

Chris yelped really loud. He sounded like a girl. I laughed really hard that I started to cry. He calls this kidnapping? Gee, a 10-year-old can do WAY better.

He crawled out and said, "I'll be back," behind his shoulder.

"Oh...god...we...are...too....good," I said in between my silent laughs.

"I...know right!"

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~Sarah's POV~

We laid on the bed and Juliette fell asleep. I stared at the ceiling, thinking how to get out of here. Juliette seems very calm, but me, inside I'm freaking out. The room is so small. I'm getting claustrophobic.

The door swung open, to show, Phoebe. She walked to Juliette and looked at me, signalling to shut-up-or-I'm-going-to-kill-you. She smiled at Juliette and slapped her on the face very hard. Juliette woke up and saw her. I covered my mouth keeping myself from screaming.

"What the hell was that for?" Juliette was fuming of anger. She was very red. Her hands were clenched and her knuckles were white.

"Being you, you bitch."

"What have I ever done to YOU?!"

"You ruined my life!"

"HOW!? YOU'RE THE ONE WHO RUINED MY LIFE!" I have never heard Juliette say that. She said that she accepted her dad's decision.

Phoebe held her hand back and darted it towards Juliette's face. Juliette caught it and she smirked. She twisted it really hard. Wow, I totally missed out on Juliette.

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH! STOP! HAVE MERCY PLEASE!" Phoebe yelped in pain and Juliette just twisted it harder.

"Promise to never slap me again?" Phoebe nodded.