Mean Tweets

Eleanor POV

I wake up to an empty bed again. More tour prep I assumed getting up. Not feeling the urge of self harm that I’ve been feeling for so long, I get up and jog down the stairs and into the kitchen. I honestly wasn’t hungry, but I promised Louis and Perrie that I would eat. I open the fridge to see it piled high with food that can be made at a moment’s notice. I turn around to the pantry and dig through the pastries. I pull out a roll, that was covered in sugary syrup and pecans, I let it warm in the oven while I begin making my tea.
I then sat down to my little meal and dug in. It tasted so good. I then set my dishes in the sink. I’ll do those later. I go back upstairs and pull my hair up into a ponytail. I then changed into a tank top, sweats, and trainers. I grabbed my earbuds stuffing them in my ears. I promised Perrie I would eat more, I never said anything about going for a run.
I set out the front door, and ran a few blocks. I quickly found myself in downtown Manchester. I slowed down my pace so I was walking through the streets when suddenly I felt myself being pulled into an alleyway. My heart starts pacing. I look around frantically hoping this is Louis, of someone else playing a joke. But I only see a man, maybe double my size towering over me. I quickly put the pieces together in my mind. He wanted to rape me. Trying to keep my cool I decided I couldn’t outrun him and it was best to try and talk him out of it, or at least stall him till someone could see me.
“Why would you be all out by yourself darling?” He growled at me, he had a faint American accent. Southern maybe?
“I-I think you have you wrong person.” I panicked shoving him away from me.
“Oh no, you’re just the girl I was looking for.” He makes eye contact with me. “The type of girl who can’t run.” I feel my stomach sink.
“I actually have a boyfriend, and I really need to be.” I tried to think of ways to get out of the situation.
“Need to be somewhere now do we?” He asked. “Don’t worry I’m sure they’ll understand.” He growled cornering me in the alley. He turned around and another man sitting in a van by the street nodded slightly to him. I realized something, he didn’t plan on raping me. He planned on abducting me.
“Please don’t touch me.” I whisper not sure what else to do, my eyes watering.
“Aww, see that’s not for you to decide now honey.” He says. I’m about to scream but before I can he violently turns me, placing one hand over my mouth and one around my neck dragging me toward his van. I kick and twist but to no avail. His partner hopping out of the van and opening the door. Tears fall down my cheek as it hits me. They have me. I can’t get out now. I’m trapped.

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