I Don't Wanna Break

Ruined

I wake up with a killer head and body ache. I slowly let my eyes adjust to the darkness of the room.

A bedroom. I'm in a bedroom.

Plain white walls, two doors and a small window surround me. The Queen size bed with white sheets is the only furniture in the room. The clothes I'm wearing are also white.

White tshirt and shorts.

When I try to stand I notice that I can't. My right hand is handcuffed to the bed. I tug at it but all that does is make the cold metal dig into my wrist.

Someone moves beside me and I look over at them. I'd notice that blonde hair any where. Niall. He shirtless and in white boxers.

What the fuck is up with all the white?

I kick him lightly and whisper his name. "Niall."

Nothing.

This time I kick him hard and his head shoots up. "What the fuck?" he says in that thick Irish accent of his.

"I was just gonna ask you the same thing." I slap him across the face. "What the fuck? Last thing I remember is I was walking down the aisle on my wedding day and then BAM! I wake up here!"

He smirks and lays back down. I kick him again and he laughs.

"What's funny? I'm fucking serious Niall. What the hell happened?"

He laughs again and shakes his head. He brings one of his hands to my face and looks at me. "You're mine."

I pull his hand away from my face and frown. He can't be serious. I'm not a piece of property. You can't own me.

"You drugged me." I say.

He nods slowly still having that smirk on his face. He reach forward and takes hold of my handcuffed hand after pulling off the necklace around his neck.

The key is on his necklace.

He unlocks the cuffs and place the key back around his neck. Just as he begins to lean back I sit up and try to make a run for it but fail because, instead of sitting on his side of the bed he sits on my lap.

My body gets hot and my palms get sweaty. The fear is coming back.

I don't know why I'm here. I don't know what he gonna do but I do know what he is capable of doing.

"Niall." his name comes out barely above a whisper.

"Mckenzie." He whispers.

He leans in and kisses my neck. "I love you." he says.

I shiver as his breath hits my neck. How can he say that?

"I don't love you."

His lips smirk against my skin. "You've said that to me before."

I fist my hands in the sheets and close my eyes. I know my whole entire body is shaking like crazy due to the fear running through my veins.

"Niall I-I..." I try to say.

"Hmmm, what?" He says as he continues to kiss my neck.

What's confuses me the most right now, is that mixed with fear, there is also desire and love. And that scares the shit out of me.

Ever since we kissed the day of my wedding I've been wanting it again. I've been wanting to feel him again.

"N-Niall..."

He sits up this time and looks at me. "Spit it out Mckenzie."

I don't even know what I'm trying to say. My body want to have sex with him but my head is telling it no. So now my words aren't coming out right because of it.