One Way w/ One D

Chapter 1

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~{ Caroline's P.O.V }

"Jarrod stop it! What has gotten into you lately!?" I yelled at the top of my lungs so he could hear me clearly. He had came home just a little bit tipsy again for the third time this week and he's throwing things at me.

"Y-Yooouu...aren't gooinng...to leave...me! Y-Yoooou bitch, you're cheating on me!" Jarrod yelled as you could tell he was really drunk by the way he slured his words. You could clearly see the vein popping out of his head when he yelled. I'm so scared to death right now and I move an inch closer to the door every time he throws something at me. One way or another I was getting outta the flat and stayin in a hotel for the night.

"WHAT ARE YOU FUCKING TALKING ABOUT! I'M NOT CHEATING ON YOU JARROD!" I can not believe that my own boyfriend is accusing me of cheating on him when we've only been in London maybe a month. I was just about to turn the knob on the door to leave the flat when I felt something cold on the back of my head. I stood there in shock and let go of the door knob and put my hands up in surrender and whimpered.

"You ain't goin no where Caroline. Unless you want to have this bullet splatter your brains on the walls I suggest you back away from the door right now." Jarrod threatened as he pulled back the hammer of the revolver and put his index finger on the trigger. I had no choice but to back away from the door and had to stand in the middle of the room waiting for him to say something.

"J-J-Jarrod why don't you just put the gun down and we can talk about this like civilized human beings. Please Jarrod why don't we go into the living room and we can talk about this calmly." I had told him in a shakey breath. I then realied that the gun wasn't pointed to the back of my head anymore. I helped Jarrod onto the couch, while I took the red worn down armchair with a tea stain on the cushion.

I finally got myself to calm down, but before I said a word I heard light snoring and I had realised that he'd fallen asleep on the couch. I got up outta the armchair and carefully pulled the revolver from his hands gently without pulling the trigger. I put the revolver back where it went and quietly but quickly went up the stairs to my room and grabbed a duffle bag and put everything I was going to need.

Jarrod has changed so much in the past few weeks. He has come home drunk almost every single night and I'm sick of it and I'm also scared of him. I don't want Jarrod to hurt me anymore. Every time he would come home drunk, he'd get really angry at me and he'd punch me, throw things at me, slap me, he raped me one time, and he has also choked me as well. All I knew was that my intentions were clear that I will NEVER be going back to Jarrod EVER again. I at least left him a note saying that I was never coming back to him.

Dear Jarrod,

I'm done with this I can't take you coming home drunk every single night. I've had enough of you coming home drunk and hitting me and abusing me so I'm leaving you for good and I'm NEVER COMING BACK AGAIN! Don't bother looking for me because you won't find me. Goodbye forever Jarrod!

Yours Truely, -C

I have no idea where I'm going to stay, but all I know is that I got away from Jarrod while I still had the chance. I wave for a taxi to stop. The driver of the taxi is a older gentleman in his mid fifties with dark brown eyes. The air smelled like smoke and that was till I noticed hewas smoking a cigarette, which made me cough and gage.

"Where to miss?" asked the taxi driver in a low scruffy voice after he puffed some smoke from his cigarette.

"Can you take me to the *cough* *cough* nearest hotel please." I said coughing because of the cigarette smoke. I am so scared and I'm so afraid that Jarrod is already awake and is looking for me right now. My vision start to get blurry and I realise that I'm starting to cry. I try to stop the tears, but they just keep streaming down my face and there is no use in trying to hide them.

"You alright back there miss?" asked the taxi driver with concern in his voice. I couldn't help but, try and wipe away the tears as quickly as I could so he couldn't see them but it was to late.

"Y-Yeah I'm fine, I've just had a very rough evening tonight." I told him as I wiped away the last couple of tears that stained my cheeks.

"Well here you are miss and there's no charge." said the taxi driver in such a sweet voice.

"Thanks..." I carried on because I didn't know his name and I felt so embarrassed.

"The name'a Phil."

"Well thanks again Phil. I hope to see you again if I need another ride somewhere." I told him as I gave him a weak smile and grabbed my duffle bag and shut the door and waved goodbye to him.

There I stood in front of this beautiful hotel. It had stain glass windows. The front doors were a brass color. I walked in and took in everything, it was overwhelming but I was here for one purpose and one purpose only and that was to get a room to stay in for a couple of nights until I found out what to do next.

"Excuse me may I please get a room to stay in?" I asked the receptionist as she looked up from her computer. She had dark brown curly hair and beautiful caramel eyes.

"Yes, how many nights will u be staying here for ma'am?" asked the receptionist in a high pitched voice. I actually didn't know how many nights I was going to stay at the hotel.

"Um...How much is it to stay here for an entire week Miss." I looked at her nametag that read: Linda on it.

"To stay here for an entire week would be... £100 ma'am." said the receptionist as she looked up at me through here red glasses.

"Yeah I guess that's how long I'll be staying. Here you go ma'am and thank you." I handed her the pounds she needed and waited there for her to give me the key to my room I'll be staying in for an entire week.

"Here is your key miss. You'll be staying in room 26, just go up in the elavator and it should be down the hall to your left.

"Thank you so much Linda." I told her and winked at her as I got in the elavator and headed up to the second floor to look for my room.

"23, 24, 25, ah 26, here you are." I said as I unlocked the door to my room and walked in. My room was beautiful; there was a queen sized bed, and a window where I could look over London. It's an amazing view from my window. I wish I could stay here forever, but I know I can't do that.

*Later that evening*

I kept hearing noises from the room next to me and I was trying to get some sleep because I haven't been able to sleep since yesterday and I was exhausted. I hit against the wall a few times but that of course didn't help whatsoever. I finally couldn't take it anymore so I got outta bed, grabbed my room key and left to go tell them to shut up so I could sleep.

I got to the person's door which had the number 25 on it and knocked loud enough so whoever it was could hear me. After they turned off the loud music I heard the person unlocking the door and next thing I know I'm staring into these beautiful sea blue eyes.

"Um...Do you mind keeping the music down? I can hear it from my room because I'm just on the other side of that wall. Plus I'm trying to sleep so please keep it down?" I asked in a sweet voice while I just looked at the floor instead of meeting his eyes. My cheeks are burning red like a tomatoe, and I know I'm blushing and there's no way to hide it.

~Hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter srry if this chapter is short. the nxt one will be longer and will be posted pretty soon. Remember to comment, vote, and etc. Luv you all! :)~