A Drop in the Ocean (Liam Payne)

Chapter 13

Liam's POV

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"LIAM! HELP ME!" I heard a voice coming from inside an apartment building.

"LIAM! LIAM!" I pushed through the door only to find the apartment empty, but the voice continued.

"Annabelle!? Where are you!?"

"LIAM! LIAM! LIAM! PLEASE SAVE ME!" I could hear her  bawling as I searched through the apartment frantically.

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I woke up barely able to catch my breath. I was breathing so heavy I thought my lungs were going to break.

"It... Was... Just... A... Dream..." I said in between heavy breathes. I had fallen asleep at our dinner table, while trying to study for an exam. Why did I keep having this dream? They left me feeling unsettled even though I knew it was just a dream. I decided to call Annabelle anyway.

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Annabelle's POV

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I was still sitting on the floor, I quickly got up and moved to the other side of the room.

"Spencer, please? I want to be with you. I was just kidding. I'm so sorry!" Spencer eyes had turned from a blue to almost a black color. I could tell whatever was coming was not going to be good.

"Spencer c'mon. I-" He began charging at me. He hit me so hard I felt my stomach go up into my throat. The punch left me breathless.

"Spencer, I-"

"I SAID NO TALKING!" He said while punching me in the mouth. He had me cornered. I slid down the side of the wall. I was trying not to cry as I knew it would make him ever more upset. I looked up at him and he smiled at me, his eyes turning back to their normal blue color. He gently lifted me up and took my hand in his. I suddenly realized what was happening, but I was too late. He had already gotten an iron like grip on my wrist. His eyes suddenly turned dark again. He suddenly pulled me closer and whispered in my ear,

"I'm gonna show you how "it" works now." He pushed me onto his bed. He put my arms up above my head with his iron grip.

"SPENCER! Plea-please! I'm sorry. I l-love you so much! P-p-please stop?" He was kissing my neck now, but they weren't soft passionate kisses. It was like I could feel the anger in them. He got up onto the bed. He let go off my hands as he tried to unbutton my jeans.

"Spencer wait!"

"WHAT!?"

"You know how I feel about this. I want to wait until we're married." I tried my hardest to keep my voice steady.

"Then let's go get married!" He said successfully unbuttoning my jeans. He tried to slip them off, but I grabbed his hands. He looked at me with a look I couldn't even describe.

"You could get arrested." I said. He stopped moving his hands.

"What did you say?"

"You could get arrested. I'm 16 and you're 18. This is illegal." I knew this would stop him. He had gotten in trouble with the cops before and he didn't want to do it again.

"How would I get arrested if no one found out?"

"I would tell them."

"No you wouldn't!"

"Try me." Silence filled the room.

"If you were a few years older, you would've been dead." He got up and went to the door. I quickly buttoned my jeans and went to the door. As he was about to open it he turned around to me and pushed me into the corner again. He smashed my head into the wall. I could feel the blood start to roll down the back of my head. He jerked my head up, so I was looking up at him.

"You ever try to do that again I'll put a bullet through your head!" With that he left the room. I ran out the door of the bedroom and the apartment. It wasn't until I was a block away that I sunk down on the curb and began to cry.