Chapter 18.

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**Victoria's P.O.V**

     Here they were again, Mark and Eliza, the people who made my life a living hell. I seriously hate them so much, they used my parents, they used me, they hit Ty, I was so angry, I have so much hatred for them. I never disliked someone so much, they hurt Ty, and I might not admit it sometimes but they hurt me.

Seeing Tyler so weak, crying, broke my heart, I hate them for that. Because I showed my weak side to them.

I showed them I was breaking down, but I wasn't today, I am going to stand my ground.

"You know this counts as breaking and entering right," she crossed her arms.

Of course she would put that on us, but we couldn't fight back right now.

Eliza had these eyes, that I thought looked evil. They were also light green, she had long brunette hair with fair skin. She looked like the girl from Tamara, or the girl from the first Step Up.

Detective Garcia would easily find me and I don't know what will happen if he got his hands on me. She clearly was no Jenna Dewan though.

"We're just getting my things," I spoke up grabbing my bag, my body relaxing because I saw Louis somehow get outside with Ty.

But as always, Mark wasn't letting me go that easily. He grabbed my arm before I could even take another step.

Mark is this guy that had fair skin. He had these light green, Louis type color hair, girls drool over him. He was no Channing Tatum to me though.

His grip tightened and I winced, "you're not going any where," he whispered harshly, his eyes turned dark.

"Let go of her," Andrew stepped up surprising everyone. Andrew always hated Mark and Eliza, he has told me a few months into our relationship, and yes of course I would remember this.

"And what are you going to do about it," Mark smirked tightening his grip.

I gasped and Andrew looked at the vase beside him. Each of the boys followed his eyes except Mark and Eliza, they were so oblivious to things around them.

"Mark. I never liked you, and I never will. Let her go, now!" He raised his voice at the end.

Mark laughed, loud and sounded like an evil scientist throwing me against the wall making me hit my head.

Andrew quickly took the vase hitting him across the head with it, earning a loud scream from Eliza who ran to get the phone.

"No!" Chase yelled running after her and grabbing her by the waist.

She screamed and yelled kicking,

"quick, load everything into the truck, drive to this location," Andrew wrote down an address, Zayn, Liam, Harry and Niall rushed bringing down the boxes.

Andrew rushed into the kitchen, and I could see him with blurry vision packing medicine, ice packs.

"I'm sorry about this, because I have a mom, sister, aunt, and grandma, but I'm not really sorry for you darling," Andrew said then covered Eliza's mouth with a white cloth.

She was still kicking and screaming grabbing his arm but then it all went down and she went to sleep.

He dropped her like a bad habit next to Mark who was out cold. Chase picked me up but my vision was getting blurry.

I saw figures running out the house carrying boxes, I felt myself being seated in a leather seat before everything went black.

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