Misery Business (Sequel to Never Let This Go) *Paramore*

Chapter Twenty-Two: Dark Games

Taylor's P.O.V.

As soon as I am out of Hayley's neighbourhood, I realize how wrong something could be. I decide to call her Mom, because if I do, and she says she isn't going there for lunch, something is wrong. I have the number in my phone from when she called me to make sure I was doing okay after Justin died, so I click it and wait for her to pick up. "Hello?" I hear her ask through the phone.

"Hey, it's Taylor, is Hayley on her way to your apartment?" I ask trying not to sound concerned at all.

"No, she isn't. I just saw her a few days ago," I hear her mom explain. "Is something wrong?"

"No, I was just curious because she must've lost her phone or something and won't pick up. I just saw her though and everything is fine, I forgot to ask something," I lie through the phone so that she won't worry. Hearing this makes me terrified why she would lie to me. Not because of our relationship, but because of how she views life and because she tried to kill herself once. Things like that make you worry a lot more. I can't let the one I love die. Death is permanent.

Hayley's P.O.V.

I fall thinking my neck would snap, but I fall so that my feet are stuck in the noose instead of my head leaving me to wonder why no matter what I do I can't just die. I let a long scream for help as Lacey is standing a couple feet away with her mouth wide open. "Lacey, honey, I need you to go home," I tell her hanging like a bat. She doesn't move, she just looks past me as if someone or something is coming our way. "Lacey, sweetie, go home it'll be okay,"

She points off into the distance as I struggle to get the noose off of my foot, being five or six feet off the ground. Soon enough I find myself laying on the ground, a piercing pain travels up my back as I peel myself off the ground, looking at Lacey. I follow her hand that's pointing somewhere leading to two large men a couple yards away, one of them being David. Oh no. I crawl to Lacey and grab her hand. "Lacey, run home as fast as you can, okay?" I ask of her.

"Are they going to hurt you Miss Hayley?" she asks me quietly a tear falling down her innocent face.

"I'll be okay just run," I tell her wiping her tear away. She looks at the men and looks ten times smaller, which I can relate to. My back is a mess, I don't think I broke anything, but I'm still in pain. I feel one of the men grab me by my hair and pull me up as I let out a scream. "Lacey, go, it'll be okay!" I tell her. I honestly wish she would just leave so that she doesn't get hurt. David grabs her by her neck though and she screams so loudly it rings through my ears as I let my own tears pour down my face for the innocent girl. "David let her go! Let her go please!" I cry for her as the other man holds me back my my arms. No matter how much I try to escape his grasp it won't do me any good.

"You're name is Lacey, huh?" David asks her with an evil smirk. "Andrew, finish her, I'll take the dead girl," he says pointing to me. Andrew looks to the little girl and back at me, letting go of me with a shove so that I fall into the grass. I force myself up though and run for Lacey, who is sobbing in the grass a couple feet away from me. I pick her up and cradle her small body, as if she where my own as we sit in the grass.

"Leave her alone, just take me. No one else but me," I beg holding her head up. I can tell right now a bruise is already forming by her neck, and she almost choked to death right in front of my eyes. "Please,"

"I'm taking Williams somewhere more...private," David tells Andrew as he walks toward me. I won't let go of Lacey though. She is softly sobbing into my shirt right here in the wide backyard of my home. No wonder I'm wanted in a more private place, meaning death or rape.

"Honey, everything will be okay. Just think of all kinds of happy things and all the scary things will go away," I whisper to here rubbing her arm. I may not know Lacey very well, but I do know she is the sweetest little girl you'll meet, and she doesn't deserve a lot of what she gets. "All the scary things will go away very soon, I promise," She just cries into me as David kneels down and slaps me hard in the cheek.

I give him a disgusted look and he grabs my hair, pulling me up and Lacey comes with me. I set her on the ground and tell her softly to run but she just looks at me with shiny eyes and a scared look. She wants me to stay with her because she trusts me, but honestly I'm not happy that she wants me to stay so badly because I'm not going to make it through this with her. It's her or me who lives, and I choose Lacey. No one else does though.

Andrew grabs her as she screams in panic and I try to run to get her, but David pulls me away. "Lacey! No! Let go of me!" I yell loudly as if someone will save me. No one will though. He takes a knife from his belt that was hiding under his shirt and aims it at Lacey, who he throws onto the ground with a hard thump. She screams and cries with me as I try to run to her, but she is in too much pain to do anything. I close my eyes as the knife enters her heart.

David drags me into the trees behind my house as Andrew cleans up the mess he made and gets rid of the rope. "How could you?!" I yell at him trying to punch him. He grabs me and throws me in the dirt though. "Just get out of my life! I don't need you in my life!"

"You deserve this," he tells me pulling a rope out from his belt. He grabs me by my neck and when I try to kick him in the stomach, he let's go of my neck and pulls my leg toward him so I fall once again.

"Try me," David says looking angered already. David looks just like Andrew, but with even darker hair and olive skin. Maybe if he wasn't trying to kill me he might be somewhat attractive. As if to try again, he grabs my neck, not quite choking me, and holds me to ground, trying to shove something that looks like a pill into my mouth. "Open your mouth or the next person with a knife in their heart will be York," he threatens. I hesitate, but I allow the pill, hiding it under my tongue. "I'm not stupid Williams. Swallow," I swallow it and look up at him with tears in my eyes.

About fifteen minutes later, I find my lips pressed against David's, and a moan escaping my lips. I like kissing David, he's cute. He's picked me up by my butt and my back is against a large tree. I don't care that my back hurts anymore. My hands have developed a mind of their own, trying to explore the man I'm with. I feel his hands squeeze my butt a little, and that's when David starts to explore other areas of my body.

I giggle a bit as he plays with me, biting my neck and kissing my collar bone as his hand finds it way under my shirt. I feel like something is missing though, and can't quite put my finger on it.