Night shift - Completed

Chapter 42

Poppy's PoV

I tensed underneath his grip, my eyes widening in shock and horror. What the fuck was he talking about? I didn't want to look him in the eyes but I had to, every time I tried to look away he would squeeze me until I looked back at him.

"My gorgeous Poppy." He said, a crazed tone now in his voice. "I was fed up of prostitutes and drugs with the same old worn out hags. I wanted fresh meat. I made Amelia a deal, if she helped me find some fresh meat I'd pay her rent for her. Not long afterwards, you popped up. It wasn't quite what I had in mind because you were so against it all but I knew in time I'd be able to train you... but then it all got fucked up!" He spat again, but this time I turned my head so that my cheek got the majority of the angered spit that left his mouth. "She's gone, but you're still here..." He let out a coy smile as he moved his mouth closer to mine. Panic set in, my body wanting the ground to swallow me whole so this dirtbag didn't kiss me. Who knew what it would lead to if I let that happen? My stomach sunk into the floor as my heart slowed down, every second feeling like an hour as I deliberated with myself over what to do. He had me trapped, my hands and feet held down by his. I daren't scream Calum's name or he'd know I'd lied earlier. Shit, I only had one idea and it was going to hurt.
I waited for him to get closer to me before I flung my head forwards, head butting him in the face and cracking his nose once again. He let out a howl as he dropped to the floor beside me, clutching his bleeding nose. I scrambled to my feet and ran as quickly as I could, but as I neared the corner that Calum had been behind before, he tackled me to the floor, sending us both crashing down with him on top of me.

"You're going to pay for that, you whore!" He said as he ravenously bit me in the neck. I yelled out in pain as I flung my elbow back, connected with his head and making him fall off of me. I put my hand to my neck and just like some crazed zombie film, my hand came back covered in blood. He'd actually bitten me. My eyes widened in shock as my brain began to work out the many diseases he could have given to me by biting me and how any of these could be passed onto others by touch. I couldn't go near the boys until I knew this was okay.

"You're a fucking animal!" I shouted as I held my hand against my neck, blood seeping through my fingertips which I could see from the look in Kyle's eyes really pleased him.

"I thought you liked it rough?" He raised an eyebrow at me as he clicked his knuckles and his neck, clearly readying himself for more fighting. Fuck, where were the police? What was taking so long? I'd already stalled him enough, What the hell did they need from me? He rubbed his hand over the fresh cut I'd given him and smiled. I was only pissing him off more. Was it really going to take a re-enactment of the apartment for the police to arrive? Was I going to have to be moments away from death before they bothered to turn up? He ran at me again, catching me before I could escape him and sending us flying to the floor. He raised his arms and punched me over and over; my face, chest and abdomen getting a firm beating as he laid into me, not letting up for anything. I brought my arms up to try and protect myself but it was no use, his arms were a lot more powerful than mine. I was going to have to play this dirty. Before I thought too much, I pulled his face into mine and kissed him, his arms freezing moments before hitting me again. His body tensed for a second before relaxing as his hands found their way around my body. In my mind, I was sobbing. I was apologising to Calum over and over again and telling him I wasn't enjoying it one bit but if I hadn't done this, I'd be dead. Just as Kyle loosened, I took my chance and I flung my leg into his crotch. He roared out in pain and fell to the side, clutching his manhood with both hands as tears began to stream down his face. I jumped up quickly, wiping my mouth and spitting the saliva I'd held in my mouth on the floor. I wanted no trace of this man on or inside me. I wasted no time in running this time, down the alley and round the corner where I'd expected to find Calum and Dave, but I was greeted with nothing. I heard Kyle stir and looked back, seeing him struggling to get to his feet. Panic set in once more and I took off down the side street of the club, rushing out and onto the main road where I was greeted by a huge group of paparazzi, cameras round their necks as they waited at the entrance of the club for either more celebs to go in, or drunk ones to come out. Either way they were hungry for a story. I was desperate. I could hear Kyle's footsteps approaching me at an alarming rate and the only thing I could think to do was ask these guys for help. Shit, none of my friends seemed to want to help but maybe these people had feelings and weren't all just about the news story. There was hope there, right?

"Please help me!" I screamed out to the lot of them, attracting their attention as I pushed through them all, making sure every single one knew I was here. "Someone call the police." Some paps had already started taking pictures of me in the state I was in and I loathed them for it. Bastards. They didn't care that I was beaten or bleeding, just that they could get a good picture?

"Poppy!" Kyle's voice bellowed out over the group. He shoved past them all and grabbed me, spinning me round to face him. Without hesitation he backed me against the wall and shoved his hand around my throat, lifting me off the floor just like he had done when I'd called the police on him before. I clawed at his hand, choking and gasping for air. I made eye contact with a few paps who all continued to stare, but no one had the balls to help. A few began taking pictures, followed by some more. Soon, the wall was lit up with flashes of people capturing the moment a guy was killing me. This was it. My death was going to be front page news.

"Get off of her!" A voice shouted, followed by more footsteps. Two police officers came into view as they pulled and yanked at Kyle to get him off me. This was literal deja vu. This was the exact moment from the flat all those years ago. I just began to feel his hand loosen from my neck when I blacked out.