Dark Flame - (Liam Payne AU)

Ch. 2

Liam POV:

I woke up, bloody and uncomfortable. The blood was not mine, of course, but someone else's. I had fell asleep in my car after a fight a few hours ago. The only thing that hurt was my wrist, which I would probably just tape. I heard my cell phone start ringing. 

"Liam, mate, where are you at?" Zayn asked when I picked up.

"Uh..err..I think in the parking lot at Dunkin' Donuts.." I said, looking around.

"How the hell did you get there? Whatever, I don't care. Get me a donut and then get your ass here." He laughed. 

"Zayn, I'm not in the mood. I think I broke my hand. See ya." I said then hung up. I had toget out of here, well, I had to go get breakfast. Then, my phone rang again. It was Zayn.

"Liam, I wasn't kidding about the donut." He said. 

"Look, I'll get you a donut. Just let me get breakfeast first." I said. He knew that I had to go to breakfast.

"You gonna go stalk that girl again? Why don't you just take her out?" 

"Because it's just that simple. Hey, I'm Liam. I follow you around all the time and I'm in a gang. Wanna go get some nice Italian food with me right after I kill a man?" I explained.

"Hell, maybe she likes your creepy ass." He laughed. I hung up on him again, then blocked his number. He piss me off, what can I say? He should have known better than to make me mad.

I drive to Gennie's and take my seat, as usual.

I wait as Juliet comes to take my order.

"Good morning, Mr. Payne. The usual?" She asks, sadness in her voice. I nod. As I hand her my menu, she notices my wrist. 

"What happened?" She asks, grabbing it and examining it with her soft, delicate little hands. I looked up at her wth a "Do you really wanna know?" look. She looked back down at my wrist. 

"I think you ought to get checked out. It looks like a simple fracture, so basically a clean break, in other words. I think there is athletic tape in the first aid kit. Stay right here." She said, pointing her finger at me. 

A few minutes later, she came back with a roll of athletic tape. She rolled up her sleeves and began to wrap my arm. My eyes immediatly shot to her arm. There was a hand-shaped bruise on her wrist. It was dark purple, most likely recently put there. I began to clench my fists. I studied the rest of her for any more markings. I found a slight bruise on her face, covered by makeup so it was probably much darker. Her beautiful, perfect face, was damaged. I bit my lip and tensed up.

"Please, relax. I know it hurts." She said. How does she know? Has someone broken hers before? I could kill someone right now. 

"I need to leave. Thank you, Juliet." I said and walked out. My wrist really hurt, but I had to go. My cell phone began to ring.

"Where ya at mate? Bet my donut is soggy." Zayn laughed.

"Fuck your donut, man." I said then threw my phone at the pavement. It shattered into a thousand pieces. How could someone hurt the one person I would never hurt?

I needed to find out who did it, and when I do, they'll be dead.

-

Today, she didn't go into work. I had to figure out what had happened. I drove to her house, and I noticed an unusual black car out front. It was mid-day. I sat, with my window rolled down and listened. 

"..because, Greg, he's MY dog! You can't take him from me too!" I heard her yell.

"You stupid bitch, I bought that damn dog for you! Don't make me have to take him from you." a man's voice said. I got out of the car and looked through the window. I saw her, pinned up against a wall by the man. She began to yell for help, and then he started choking her. She tried to fight back, but it was useless. He only stopped when she blacked out. He started stomping all around her house.

"Where the fuck are you, you whiny ass dog?" He yelled. I knew it was time for me to come in. I went into the house and got out my knife. 

I saw him. He wasn't as big as me, but he was tall. 

"Who the fu-" He started to say and then he realized. "Look man, I don't want any trouble. You can have her for your men."

"It's not her I want, " I lied, "it's your fucking bloody head on my nightstand, that's what I want." I said. I then ran up to him, and he tried to run. "Running will only make it worse." I stated as my blade pierced through his skin. I stabbed him right where I knew he would die almost instantly. 

His now life less body lay on the stairs. I picked up the phone to call Niall.

"Niall, I need you and the boys here immediately." I said.

"Where?" he asked.

"Juliet's." I said, then hung up.

Juliet POV: 

I had no clue where I was. I was in a dark room. No, it was a car, I think. I felt the movement. My neck hurt really bad, and it hurt even worse to breathe. I began to cough, which made the pain worse. I felt a cool sensation on my neck.

"Liam, I think she's waking.." I heard a soft voice say.

"Give her more pain killers. I don't want her to hurt badly." Another voice said. Wait, Liam? Like Liam Payne? Why was I in his car? He didn't hurt me, Greg did. I blacked out again shortly after I felt a small prick in my arm. 

-

My face was being licked. I opened my eyes to a very happy Rudy, in my own room. My room? Was last night all just a dream? I felt my neck, nope. Not a dream. I was still in my work outfit, too. I went to the kitchen to make some tea for myself, when I noticed it was raining outside. I sighed. I called in sick for the second day in a row. I decided around 10 AM that I desperatly needed some pain pills. I began to leave the house after I got ready. After that, I decided I wasn't feeling too well.