Long Way Down

-Sammie

Quickly, I grab my belongings from the back room, but before anyone can come and find me, I sneak out of the back door.

Releasing a sigh from my plump lips, I walk down the alley, peeking over the corner of the brick wall, and check for Harry or Marc.

Nope, neither. I scurry across the street to my car. It’s in sight, as I approach the lot, my hair is pulled.

I groan in agonizing pain- I’m tender headed and forty percent sure that my hair was ripped out, at least that’s what it felt like.

“Who in the fuck do you think you are!?” Instantly, I knew the words were coming from Styles. I whimpered away, but not going far, him still grasping on to me.

He clamps his other hand over my mouth and drags me away from the safety of my car, and towards his navy hummer.

Tears, now rolling down my flushed cheeks, my limbs going in every direction. He scoops me up quickly, trying to refrain from drawing attention to us.

I am soon thrown into the vehicle ferociously and the door slammed behind me. He jogs around to the front of his car as I try and pry the door open.

I turn my head towards him and scream “Child lock!” whilst beating on his clean
window.

Harry being Harry, grabs the back of my neck, pulling my head towards him.

“Sit down. Right fucking now- and I’m not playing around. You won’t live another day if the police show up because of your childish behavior. Do you understand me?”

Chilling. That’s what his words were. I bowed my head, sniffling, not able to look into his intense stare that was now focused on the top of my head.

He pushed my neck away from him and started the vehicle. I pull my legs into my chest, shaking. Scared. He is so cruel, I don’t even want to think about the events that are probably going to take place in a while.

Noticing the area, I realize we are almost to my place. Harry turns down a few roads and I see a black Land Rover. Liam. What was he doing at mine?

Taking a deep breath in, we pull up to the house and Harry tells me to get my “atrocious fat ass” out of his nice car that I would “never be able to afford because I’m poor”

“Gee, thanks Harry! Tell me something I don’t know.” The words slip out of my mouth as soon as we get to the front door. Both boys look up at me with flames in their eyes, and I seem to be the reason for keeping it fueled.

I move fast and open the door. I don’t know why Liam is here, therefore, I am not exactly sure what is going to happen to me.

“Room. Now.” Liam speaks, I look up at his dark dilated eyes. I lead the way to my room, only for Liam to throw me on my bed as Harry goes through my dresser.

I close my eyes and feel a cool strap wrap around my right wrist. My eyes shoot open as my left foot is being tied down. I buck around, trying to get them to stop, fully aware of what is now going to go down.

The last of me is tied to my dark wooden bed polls. Curse those.

Out of nowhere, Harry pulls a pair of scissors out and starts to cut each pant leg, going in a straight line up to my stomach.

Liam literally rips my shirt off of me from the front, he looks down at me with greedy and hungry eyes. I gasp when Harry cuts through my underwear, giving Liam the time to take my strapless bra off of me.

Naked. I lie completely naked in front of Harry Edward Styles and Liam James Payne. Once again I wasn’t a virgin, but my body wasn’t for them to use.

I watch Harry as he goes to my dresser again, grabbing a tank top from my drawer. He takes long strides to get to me, stuffs the top in my mouth, turns and leaves the room.

When I look back to Liam, I suck in a deep breath, seeing as he is now, naked too. He takes large steps to the bed and gets on top of me.

Being the fearful girl- no woman, that I am, I cry. I can’t scream, or move, what else am I going to do?

I pray he has pity, but knowing he won’t give me any, as he only cares for his ‘brothers’.

“You’ve been very bad Sammie, and so I’m here to teach you a lesson. It’s not up for discussion whether you’ll like, or enjoy the lesson-it’s what you deserve.”

He spreads my legs open with his overly large hands. My knees shaking back and forth as I finally look at him. And when I mean him, I mean his member. Big- and thick too. Oh god.

Liam moves down some to align himself with me. I feel his tip at my entrance briefly before he enters me. I almost choke on the top inside of my mouth as I try to get more air into my body, considering the fact that he is taking it all away.

He doesn’t even stop to let me adjust as he thrusts into me, filling me up to the brim. I arch my back- not in pleasure, but because I am so uncomfortable. I guess I shouldn’t have done that cause Liam lets out a deep moan.

He has no mercy as he pounds relentlessly into me. Tears falling uncontrollably at this point. Liam a moaning and groaning mess. I, being stretched and pulled apart.

He pulls out of me and cums onto a shirt of mine lying on the floor. The straps on my wrists and ankles are released, and Liam is gone.

I rock myself to sleep, not a single sound to be heard throughout my not so safe house, except small whimpers escaping my lips, and hot tears running down my chapped cheeks.

Notes

thanks for reading!
l.b.