Stalker [𝑯.𝑺]

Chapter 11

Molly dragged her against the floor by her hair. Liv grunted and tried to fight back but it was useless. Molly finally dropped her once they reached the kitchen. She tied her to the table, leaving her there.

"Okay so how does this go again? Don't scream if not I'll be forced to smash your head against this wall and believe me, that shit will hurt. So better behave"

Liv scoffed and made sure to hit her with her leg really hard.

"You are so annoying. Do you know that?" Molly asked bending down to take a look at Liv.

"Why're you doing this?" She asks

"Really? Don't you guys ever have any other questions? I get of sick of hearing that same one over and over again." Molly rants.

"Fine. What are you going to do with me?" She spat out.

"Finally a reasonable question. I, personally am not gonna do anything to you. Don't feel safe. I would've killed you from day one. But fucking Brandon wouldn't let me" she complains.

"You don't know how much I wanna spit on your face right now" Liv admits.

"Oh. Lots of people wanna do that love. So you're not the first." She smiled.

"What're you gonna do now?" Liv asks

"Hmmm were gonna take every single thing in here and probably kill you after. Brandon would've loved to get a feel of you but he already has" she says

"What do you mean he already has?" Liv said thinking the worst already

"Oh honey. He wouldn't stop bragging about how good you felt around him last night" she brags.

Liv's heart broke into a million pieces. She knew something was off about her, she just didn't know what. Kieran or should we say Brandon raped her. He probably drugged her, that's why she couldn't remember anything.
Tears started to prick at her eyes.

"You know what I like about you Liv? You always say the truth no matter how bad it is. You're honest. And we don't see that everyday" she poked her nose.

Liv didn't even want to say anything at the moment.
"Now sit here and be a good girl. Enjoy your last minutes. I'll go help Brandon upstairs" she stands up and heads to the stairs.

Liv didn't have time to cry over the fact that she was raped. She needed to find an escape. She looked around the kitchen. She finally saw the knife set set on the middle of the kitchen counter.

She took her legs to hit and the table to make it fall down. When it finally did, one of them grazed her skin cutting her really deep. She hissed in pain.

Great. Just great.

The knives fell too far from her reach. But she had to see all of her options here. She could chew at the ropes till she broke free. But that'll take hours and they'd have killed her already. Or....She could fashion a splits with her legs and move the knife to her side and she can untie herself.

No, never.

She was having an argument with herself. She kept on refusing. She wasn't gonna use gymnastics right now. And she most probably couldn't do those splits anymore.

Lies!

She and Harry loved to be more adventurous during sex, so she did the splits maybe once of twice when they were you know...doing it. Those were her and her self conscience's arguments.

She finally gave in and spread her legs wide open. She kept on shifting herself towards the knife. When her toes finally touched the cold metal of the knife she began to retract her legs.

Then she heard a loud knock on the glass door leading to their pool.

She saw Harry. She had never been so happy in her life.
She wanted to almost cry but then realized the the knife was still in her hands. She took it in her mouth and started jerking her hands. She was in such a hurry to meet her man that she didn't even notice when Kieran/Brandon came.

Harry hid behind the bushes to call the police.

Kieran took the knife away from Liv and gave her a slap to the cheek for her disobedience.

When she raised her head, she spat in his face
"You MOTHER FUCKER!!" She screamed.

He took some napkins on the table to wipe the saliva.
Harry could only see their mouths move and he wanted to be fast. He wanted to hold her in his arms and tell her it's all gonna be okay. At the third ring the operator's voice was heard.

"999 what's your emergency?" The operator asks

"My name's Harry Styles. There's a dangerous man in my house. I'm locked out, but my girlfriend's in there" he explains

"Are you safe sir?" The operator asks

"I am. I'm outside. I've got the keys to the house"

"Can you see the man? If you can is he armed?" The operator questions

"Yes he is. And he's about to hurt my girlfriend" he says his voice getting angrier.

"Give us your address sir"

Harry describes the house
"Police officers will be with you in 15 minutes. Please stay safe sir" the operator says.

Harry ends the call and before he knew it he was knocked out with a branch from behind.