Charlie's Story. (Book Two Of 1D Fanfic) COMPLETED

Chapter Eleven

About an hour after we arrived at our hotel, I heard a knock at the door. "Hey, Pierce." He smiled. "This place is huge!" I nodded. "You can put your stuff down in that room over there." He walked over to the other room, the one that drake was supposed to be in, and put his suitcases on the bed. "So, I got promoted to your bodyguard?" I nodded, and ran a hand through my hair. "What about Drake?" "He will no longer be a bodyguard, he will be taking your old place." I said as calmly as I could. "Oh, ok." I think he could sense that I was mad, so he just dropped it. I pulled out my phone, to see that I had no new texts. Man, I feel loved. Well, this is going to be a heck of a long trip...

*Two Weeks Later*

"No, it's more of a sunburn than a tan." "Are you sure? It looks pretty tan to me." I nodded. Violet and I were comparing tans, and so far, I was winning. Guess it's because I forgot to put sunscreen on...whoops. We are now back from the Bahamas, sadly, but it's good to be home. "Fine, you win. Let's go shopping, I haven't been since Monday." I laughed, and grabbed my bag off of the counter. "Let's go." When we arrived at the outlet mall, they were mostly empty. A few people, but other than that, it was like a ghost town. "Here! I love this store!" I followed Violet inside a little boutique, and looked over the clothes. "Vi, I really have to pee, I'll be right back." I walked back outside, and looked around for a bathroom. There was a big dude with black hair leaning against the wall leading to the bathroom, smoking a cigarette. He looked over at me, and had a weird look in his eyes. I quickly walked down the hall, trying to avoid confrontation with him, but I felt a hand on my arm. "Hello." I slowly turned around, and my eyes met his black, cold ones. "H-hi." He inched closer to me, so I backed up. "Shut up, and if you tell anyone anything, I'll shoot you right here." I froze, knowing those words all too well, as he pulled duct tape out of his backpack. My eyes grew wide as I screamed, and led me out to his car. He shoved me in, and I screamed again. "Let me go!" Those were my last words before I was punched in the jaw and blacked out.

"Wake up." I heard a low growl above me. I didn't move out of fear, and the person got annoyed. He kicked me in the side, and screamed "Wake up!" My eyes went wide, and I sat up clutching my side the best I could with the handcuffs. "Please don't hurt me." I whispered. He smirked, and slapped me across the face. "I'll do what I wan't, got it?" I nodded, and my lip started quivering. Don't cry, not here. He smiled coldly. I then observed the room I was in. It was dark, more like pitch black, and the only light was coming from under the door. I slowly stood up, as he grabbed me by the waist, and pulled me towards him. "I'm sorry." I sat back on the ground as I let the tears stream down my face when he left. The guy walked back out without a backwards glance, and slammed the door. I need Drake. He's the only person who can calm me down, and get me out of this mess. I laid down on the cold floor, and cried for what felt like hours before someone came back into the room. "Come with me." He grabbed my arm, and pulled me up. We walked down the hall, and went to a different room. "Wait here." I got a good look at his face before he left. He looked like he might've been a little American Indian, or Hispanic. I couldn't really tell. The door opened slightly to reveal a different man, not much older than me, with a guy in handcuffs. He had his head down, so I couldn't see his face. I shrunk back into the corner, and avoided eye contact with either of the two. It wasn't until the man spoke, that I perked up. "Charlie?" I looked at him, and almost had a heart attack. "Drake!" I ran over to him, and attempted to hug him, but the other guy shoved me backwards. "No, Drake! Please!" I screamed, running towards him yet again. The guy pushed me back another time, and called for 'backup'. "Drake, no! Don't let them hurt me!" They pulled me away from the room, and took me into my previous dark room. I sobbed, hoping they wouldn't hurt him. What if I lose him? He's all I have. I forced myself not to jump to conclusions just yet, because I believe that he had a few tricks up his sleeve. I spent who knows how long in that awful room, until someone came back up to bring me downstairs. He didn't speak a word to me, but instead, pulled me up harshly and practically drug me down the staircase. I whimpered when he twisted my arm painfully behind my back. He took me into a room, and when I lifted my head, Drake was chained to a chair. "Drake!" I screamed hysterically towards him. To other people, he would've looked completely emotionless. To me, he looked like he was about to break. "Look at your poor little Drake. So helpless...it would be a shame if someone were to...beat the crap out of him." I screamed in horror as a guy walked towards him and slapped him hard across the face. Another one came up, and punched him in the jaw. The punch was followed by a large cracking sound, and Drake grunting. "Stop! Please, stop beating him! He has nothing to do with any of this!" The guy who hit him first walked up to me, and put a finger under my chin which made me flinch back, but forced me to look up. "Oh, he doesn't now...so is this not your boyfriend?" He smiled, dryly. "I didn't say that, but he's not even involved with any of this. He doesn't know anything!" The guy turned around towards Drake, and smirked. "So, you are two little love birds?" I looked over at Drakes already bruised face. "What does that have to do with this?" He turned back to me, and forced the guy holding me to let go. I was greatly relieved, until the other guy pushed me up against the wall. I flailed around, hoping to somehow knock him out, with no such luck. "Are you watching?" He looked over at Drake. He obviously was, but he wasn't going to say anything. Suddenly, the guy caught me by surprise when he forcefully kissed me and pushed me hard up against the wall. I could hear Drake shuffling around and tons of screams before blacking out. When I woke up, I was back in the small, dark room. Great, I thought to myself. Then I remembered Drake. I wonder if he was ok? A few tears escaped my eyes, followed by many more. I continued to cry, until the door flew open, and Drake came sprinting over to me. "Go! Run now, and go as far, and as fast as you can before they wake up." I got up, and ran over to him. "What? You knocked them out?" He nodded, and used a key to unlock my handcuffs. "Now go. I love you, always remember that."

(A/N): Sorry its kind of late! There will be a lot of drama in the next few chapters, so look forward to it! :) I honestly can't thank you enough for being my amazing fans, I'm so incredibly blessed to have you all! Every single one of you are beautiful, no matter what you think you see in the mirror, or what anyone tells you. Keep your heads held high, don't let anyone bring you down. <3

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