What Goes Around Comes Back Around
Chapter Thirty Six
Heidi POV
My breath hitches in my throat as she aims the gun directly at me. What the fuck do I do?! She's going to kill me if I don't tell her who I really am! Yeah that's not going to happen so I need to find another way out of this mess without getting shot.
"Well?! Talk or die bitch!" She seethes impatiently. I have had it up to here with her! My anger rages inside of me. I have never hated someone so much in my entire life. I never thought I would say this EVER but this bitch needs to die. As harsh as it sounds. I need to get out my gun in my bra but it would be pointless getting it out now or we would just be pointing guns at each other. I need to get behind her somehow.
"Over my dead body." I whisper before LEGGING it out of the hallway straight into her living room. I hear multiple gunshots followed by a string of curses behind me. Shit! I need to hide now!
I frantically race around trying to find somewhere to go.
"Ohhhh Ariana? Where are youuu?" Christa sang from somewhere behind me. Its Adriana for fuck's sake! I hear heavy footsteps come closer and closer to the living room.
I quickly race over to the door in the far corner and shoved it open and ran through. I quietly closed the door behind me and breathed a sigh of relief. This should buy some time.
I honestly feel like I am in a horror movie right now. My heart is pounding like crazy and I feel like I am going to faint but I cannot give up now. She's pissed me off way too much to stop now!
I turn around and notice I am in her kitchen. Perfect! The door in front leads straight out into the hallway and I can easily get behind her then! I race over towards it and reach my hand into the front of my crop top and yank out the hidden gun. Thank Jesus I have this thing or I would be screwed!
I took a deep breath and opened the door ever so slightly just see if she was there. I peeked through and it looked all clear so I quietly slipped through and shut the door behind me.
"You are so dead when I find you!" I hear Christa yell extremely pissed off. She sounded like she was still in the living room so I tiptoed over towards it. I poked my head around the corner and saw the back of her facing towards the door which led into the kitchen. She clutched her gun tightly in her right hand with her index finger on the trigger.
I hold my own gun up towards me and shakily let out a deep breath. Could I do this. I mean yeah I really wanted her dead but I could never kill anyone no matter how much I hated them! Oh how I wish I could be as heartless as Harry right now! It would make this so much easier on me.
Who am I kidding?! I can't kill her!
I keep my gun close to me as I slowly stalk up behind her. I hope she doesn't know I'm there! Please please please let this work!
As soon as I am standing directly behind her I freeze. What now?! I only have like a second left before she finds out I'm here!
Shit!
Before I know it, I lift my hand with the gun in and use all of my force to bash it as hard as I can against the top of her head. She whimpers in pain and almost instantly falls on the floor in unconsciousness.
Holy mother of god! Did I just do that?! Wow….I feel kinda…good? I find myself smirking to myself as I let my hand drop from where I just hit her. She’s in a vulnerable state now…..I can do whatever I want with her! I quickly bend down and grasp her arm and pull her towards a metal pole in the corner of the living room. Wow I knocked her out good.
I take a deep breath as I lay her down beside it and get up to search for something to tie her up with. There’s nothing in the living room so I decide to search the whole house. I go into the kitchen but find nothing but old knives and food. I grasp a knife as I walk past. It could come in handy for later. I decide to go upstairs to see if I could find anything. I find myself in her room without thinking. I take a moment to look around. It was plain and the paint was peeling off the white walls. The room was a mess with hairbrushes and used bras on the floor. Ew.
I look in her closet but only find her slutty ass clothes. Doesn’t she feel uncomfortable dressing like this every day? It’s not even slightly attractive!
I shake my head and quickly shut the doors and walk over to her side drawers in hope of finding something there. I open them and I rummage around. My hand grazes past something metal and I quickly yank it up.
Handcuffs?
Perfect!
Wait….Whut was she doing with those….In her room….by her bed….?
Oh god!
I quickly drop them on the bed and squeal. I frantically rub my hands on my jeans. Gross! But it’s the only thing I have! I groan as I use the tips of my fingers to hold the cuffs up in disgust and walk back downstairs to Christa’s limp body.
I grasp hold of her hand and clasp on one side of the cuffs and clasp the other side to the metal pole. I also use this time to check her pulse to see if see is still alive. I know I didn’t hit her THAT hard to kill her but I had to make sure!
Yep she’s alive and I find myself breathing a sigh of relief. I stand back up and look down at her vulnerable state. I feel so much like that rival gang leader who kidnapped me and Jamie. What was his name? Kevin? Yeah I think so.
I slowly grasp the knife that I had got from the kitchen and look at it. I shift my gaze from the knife and onto Christa and I start to smirk again.
She needs to pay…..for everything that she has done to me.
Harry POV (A day later)
I need to see her again. I don’t know what it is but ever since that weird ass kiss, I can’t stop thinking about her and it’s driving me crazy. I need to go talk to her and ask her if she felt the same way as I did about that kiss.
Maybe we could make things work out? And at the same time I could get the answers I was looking for.
Was I asking her to be my girlfriend? Oh hell no! But I need to talk to her. Since that kiss yesterday, I have fucked so many different girls, or should I say sluts, but none of them made me feel like she did.
This made me angry at first and I began to beat up random people on the street and take my anger out on them but it only made me want to do it even more.
But now, I just need to talk to her and that is what I am doing now.
I stand outside her door and knock twice on it before waiting. I’ve never been a patient person so after 30 seconds, I was getting impatient and tried again but to no such luck. Where the hell is she?!
I try the door handle but it’s locked. Well they don’t call me a gang leader for nothing!
I take a few steps back before charging towards the door causing it to fly open. I shake myself off before stepping inside.
“Adriana?” I call but no reply. Where the fuck is she?
I walk into her kitchen expecting her to be there. Don’t judge!
It’s empty. I walk into the living room next door but it’s empty too. Whut? I frown as I walk towards her stairs. Something doesn’t feel right.
I walk up and stop in front of her closed bedroom door.I sigh as I reach for the door handle expecting the worst. But when I open it, I find it’s….empty?
I step inside as my frown grow deeper. Her bed is neatly made up and her room is spotless. It’s like….she didn’t stay here last night. Then where did she go? She doesn’t know anyone else here except the other boys but I doubt she would go and stay with them. They all hate her except Louis. But he wouldn’t touch her after I found them kissing yesterday….
Wait….she’s not here. Which means…. This is the perfect opportunity to snoop around. Maybe I can find out a little more why that bitch Amanda was killed.
Maybe Adriana killed her? But she doesn’t have a reason to kill her does she?
I begin to walk over to some of the obvious hiding places, staring off with the closet. I open it up but only find her clothes. I never understood why girls had so many clothes!
I shake my head and shut it. I turn around and rummage through her various drawers but the most I found were bits of irrelevant pieces of paper and an unopened condom which caused me to chuckle.
I do feel a little guilty for doing this but I’ve done this so many times before. Actually I’ve done worse than this but I may have feelings for her?
Oh shit….I admitted it.
I told ya!
Fuck!
Why am I so scared of falling for her? I mean Zayn has a girlfriend. But I’m a gang leader! I can’t have this can I?
Focus Styles!
Oh right! I need to snoop around.
I walk over to the last hiding spot I can think of before leaving. I walk over to her bed and crouch down. I reach my large hand underneath it until I find something. My eyes widen as I yank it out.
It’s a box.
What’s inside?
I don’t know! Open it idiot!
I sigh as I lift of the lid.
Holy.
Shit.
I think I just found what I have been looking for.
I instantly see all of the familiar pictures. What the fuck is Adriana doing with these?! Unless…..
Oh my fucking god. I mentally slap myself for not knowing this sooner.
Anger crosses my features but I carry on rummaging around the box looking for something related to the death of Amanda.
I suddenly find a small piece of paper tucked away neatly under all of the pictures. I pull it out and carefully open it up to reveal the all too familiar handwriting.
She knew too much.
My breath hitches in my throat as she aims the gun directly at me. What the fuck do I do?! She's going to kill me if I don't tell her who I really am! Yeah that's not going to happen so I need to find another way out of this mess without getting shot.
"Well?! Talk or die bitch!" She seethes impatiently. I have had it up to here with her! My anger rages inside of me. I have never hated someone so much in my entire life. I never thought I would say this EVER but this bitch needs to die. As harsh as it sounds. I need to get out my gun in my bra but it would be pointless getting it out now or we would just be pointing guns at each other. I need to get behind her somehow.
"Over my dead body." I whisper before LEGGING it out of the hallway straight into her living room. I hear multiple gunshots followed by a string of curses behind me. Shit! I need to hide now!
I frantically race around trying to find somewhere to go.
"Ohhhh Ariana? Where are youuu?" Christa sang from somewhere behind me. Its Adriana for fuck's sake! I hear heavy footsteps come closer and closer to the living room.
I quickly race over to the door in the far corner and shoved it open and ran through. I quietly closed the door behind me and breathed a sigh of relief. This should buy some time.
I honestly feel like I am in a horror movie right now. My heart is pounding like crazy and I feel like I am going to faint but I cannot give up now. She's pissed me off way too much to stop now!
I turn around and notice I am in her kitchen. Perfect! The door in front leads straight out into the hallway and I can easily get behind her then! I race over towards it and reach my hand into the front of my crop top and yank out the hidden gun. Thank Jesus I have this thing or I would be screwed!
I took a deep breath and opened the door ever so slightly just see if she was there. I peeked through and it looked all clear so I quietly slipped through and shut the door behind me.
"You are so dead when I find you!" I hear Christa yell extremely pissed off. She sounded like she was still in the living room so I tiptoed over towards it. I poked my head around the corner and saw the back of her facing towards the door which led into the kitchen. She clutched her gun tightly in her right hand with her index finger on the trigger.
I hold my own gun up towards me and shakily let out a deep breath. Could I do this. I mean yeah I really wanted her dead but I could never kill anyone no matter how much I hated them! Oh how I wish I could be as heartless as Harry right now! It would make this so much easier on me.
Who am I kidding?! I can't kill her!
I keep my gun close to me as I slowly stalk up behind her. I hope she doesn't know I'm there! Please please please let this work!
As soon as I am standing directly behind her I freeze. What now?! I only have like a second left before she finds out I'm here!
Shit!
Before I know it, I lift my hand with the gun in and use all of my force to bash it as hard as I can against the top of her head. She whimpers in pain and almost instantly falls on the floor in unconsciousness.
Holy mother of god! Did I just do that?! Wow….I feel kinda…good? I find myself smirking to myself as I let my hand drop from where I just hit her. She’s in a vulnerable state now…..I can do whatever I want with her! I quickly bend down and grasp her arm and pull her towards a metal pole in the corner of the living room. Wow I knocked her out good.
I take a deep breath as I lay her down beside it and get up to search for something to tie her up with. There’s nothing in the living room so I decide to search the whole house. I go into the kitchen but find nothing but old knives and food. I grasp a knife as I walk past. It could come in handy for later. I decide to go upstairs to see if I could find anything. I find myself in her room without thinking. I take a moment to look around. It was plain and the paint was peeling off the white walls. The room was a mess with hairbrushes and used bras on the floor. Ew.
I look in her closet but only find her slutty ass clothes. Doesn’t she feel uncomfortable dressing like this every day? It’s not even slightly attractive!
I shake my head and quickly shut the doors and walk over to her side drawers in hope of finding something there. I open them and I rummage around. My hand grazes past something metal and I quickly yank it up.
Handcuffs?
Perfect!
Wait….Whut was she doing with those….In her room….by her bed….?
Oh god!
I quickly drop them on the bed and squeal. I frantically rub my hands on my jeans. Gross! But it’s the only thing I have! I groan as I use the tips of my fingers to hold the cuffs up in disgust and walk back downstairs to Christa’s limp body.
I grasp hold of her hand and clasp on one side of the cuffs and clasp the other side to the metal pole. I also use this time to check her pulse to see if see is still alive. I know I didn’t hit her THAT hard to kill her but I had to make sure!
Yep she’s alive and I find myself breathing a sigh of relief. I stand back up and look down at her vulnerable state. I feel so much like that rival gang leader who kidnapped me and Jamie. What was his name? Kevin? Yeah I think so.
I slowly grasp the knife that I had got from the kitchen and look at it. I shift my gaze from the knife and onto Christa and I start to smirk again.
She needs to pay…..for everything that she has done to me.
Harry POV (A day later)
I need to see her again. I don’t know what it is but ever since that weird ass kiss, I can’t stop thinking about her and it’s driving me crazy. I need to go talk to her and ask her if she felt the same way as I did about that kiss.
Maybe we could make things work out? And at the same time I could get the answers I was looking for.
Was I asking her to be my girlfriend? Oh hell no! But I need to talk to her. Since that kiss yesterday, I have fucked so many different girls, or should I say sluts, but none of them made me feel like she did.
This made me angry at first and I began to beat up random people on the street and take my anger out on them but it only made me want to do it even more.
But now, I just need to talk to her and that is what I am doing now.
I stand outside her door and knock twice on it before waiting. I’ve never been a patient person so after 30 seconds, I was getting impatient and tried again but to no such luck. Where the hell is she?!
I try the door handle but it’s locked. Well they don’t call me a gang leader for nothing!
I take a few steps back before charging towards the door causing it to fly open. I shake myself off before stepping inside.
“Adriana?” I call but no reply. Where the fuck is she?
I walk into her kitchen expecting her to be there. Don’t judge!
It’s empty. I walk into the living room next door but it’s empty too. Whut? I frown as I walk towards her stairs. Something doesn’t feel right.
I walk up and stop in front of her closed bedroom door.I sigh as I reach for the door handle expecting the worst. But when I open it, I find it’s….empty?
I step inside as my frown grow deeper. Her bed is neatly made up and her room is spotless. It’s like….she didn’t stay here last night. Then where did she go? She doesn’t know anyone else here except the other boys but I doubt she would go and stay with them. They all hate her except Louis. But he wouldn’t touch her after I found them kissing yesterday….
Wait….she’s not here. Which means…. This is the perfect opportunity to snoop around. Maybe I can find out a little more why that bitch Amanda was killed.
Maybe Adriana killed her? But she doesn’t have a reason to kill her does she?
I begin to walk over to some of the obvious hiding places, staring off with the closet. I open it up but only find her clothes. I never understood why girls had so many clothes!
I shake my head and shut it. I turn around and rummage through her various drawers but the most I found were bits of irrelevant pieces of paper and an unopened condom which caused me to chuckle.
I do feel a little guilty for doing this but I’ve done this so many times before. Actually I’ve done worse than this but I may have feelings for her?
Oh shit….I admitted it.
I told ya!
Fuck!
Why am I so scared of falling for her? I mean Zayn has a girlfriend. But I’m a gang leader! I can’t have this can I?
Focus Styles!
Oh right! I need to snoop around.
I walk over to the last hiding spot I can think of before leaving. I walk over to her bed and crouch down. I reach my large hand underneath it until I find something. My eyes widen as I yank it out.
It’s a box.
What’s inside?
I don’t know! Open it idiot!
I sigh as I lift of the lid.
Holy.
Shit.
I think I just found what I have been looking for.
I instantly see all of the familiar pictures. What the fuck is Adriana doing with these?! Unless…..
Oh my fucking god. I mentally slap myself for not knowing this sooner.
Anger crosses my features but I carry on rummaging around the box looking for something related to the death of Amanda.
I suddenly find a small piece of paper tucked away neatly under all of the pictures. I pull it out and carefully open it up to reveal the all too familiar handwriting.
She knew too much.
Notes
Ok... so we may be nearing the end of the story but i'm not sure yet. I was planning on doing 40 chappie but it will be longer than that.Soooo Harry now knows about Heidi and Heidi has turned into a crazy psychopath.
Thoughts? lol.
Also Hazza finally admitted he likes Heidi or Adriana whatever...
Haidi is the new ship name.... I dunno it kinda has a ring to it.
Also... I know we have a few more chappies to go but shall I do a sequel? I'm not sure.
Hahahahah! Look how serious Liam is! LOL!
OMFG LOL.
HAHAHAHAHAHA. I'M DYING. I MEAN LOOK AT DAT NIALL GIF! LOL
ahhhhhh annnyyywayyyyy
Yeah...ya know what to do!
Love ya <3
Marie xxx
oh my god the last gif on chpt.15 made me this " close to shizzing myself
5/21/14