The Enthralled Dream (re-writing)

I wasn’t the type to claim I was starting fresh, and then go get beyond plastered, but I did. I don’t remember much of the night before. My memory gets fuzzy after doing all of those shots with Niall and the rest of the crew.
Opening my eyes, I cringed at the light, which brought up the inevitable headache that came with a night of drinking like last night. I froze when I heard a groan from next to me. I had never had a one-night stand before, and who I saw next to me made my heart stop.
This shit can’t be happening… Not him…
I slid quietly out of his bed, taking note of my lack of clothes. I grabbed them and slipped them on sloppily, very quickly doing a quick look up and down the hallway. I prayed that nobody was awake yet to see me come out of his room… with the clothes on from the night before.
Opening the door to our bedroom, I peeked in, hoping Dani was still at the guy’s house she went home with. Thankfully, her bed was still made, so I slipped in and locked the door. I took the dress off, messed my bed up where it looked like I passed out in here, and then grabbed my shower stuff.
I walked into our bathroom and popped two Advil before hopping in the shower. I took a quick shower, not wanting my thoughts to consume me right now.
After the shower, I slipped my pajamas on and then took a hard look in the mirror. I just slept with the man who was judging me every week and mentoring me to be the best possible artist I could be.
Who the fuck does that?
When I heard a frantic knock on the door, I hesitantly went to it. I immediately freaked when I saw Louis standing there. He was shirtless and was wearing sweatpants hanging low on his waist.
“Was it you?” he asked, breaking me from staring further.
“What?”
“I took somebody here… the last thing I remember is dancing with you,” he rushed.
“I just know that I woke up, naked, and you were there,” I said.
He backed into the wall and slid down. He seemed in shock, which doesn’t surprise me. While he slid down, I ran into the bathroom that was in the room, praying I would make it to the toilet in time. After a heavy night of drinking, the morning that follows is never pretty.
I jumped when I felt my hair getting held back. I looked up and saw Louis sitting on his knees.
“What are you doing?” I asked once I was finished.
“Holding your hair back,” he said.
“Thanks, but I don’t need your help,” I snapped.
“You know as well as I do that-” he was cut off by Dani barging in.
She was holding her mouth. We immediately moved out of the way and let her throw up. Louis held her hair back while I wet a washcloth and stuck it around her neck.
“Thank you, guys,” she said, as I handed her another washcloth to wipe her mouth with.
After laying Dani down to nurse her hangover, I left and went to the kitchen with Louis hot on my tail.
“So, we going to talk about what happened?”
“Don’t really want to, because I know the minute we do is the minute I get kicked off the show.”
“Wait, what? You don’t think I can be professional about this?”
“I know you can. I’m just not sure if I can be.”
“Why is that?”
“Are you seriously that oblivious?”
“What?”
“Never mind. It’s nothing.”
“Okay. Well, let’s talk about this.”
“What is there to talk about? We got extremely drunk and had sex. We can’t talk about it to anybody because I’ll get kicked off and you’ll get fired,” I said, shrugging, even though with each word my heart broke a little more.
I don’t do one-night stands… and this is the reason. My heart connects to the people I have sex with… because I’ve had unwanted, meaningless sex for years and now that it’s over, my heart connects to everybody.
“You mean that?”
“Yeah. I’m going to try to sleep off this hangover. Bye,” I said, walking back upstairs with a can of Mtn. Dew.
When I got upstairs, Dani was passed out on her bed. I smiled and crawled into my own.
I was just about to fall asleep when I heard a knock on Dani and I’s door. I groaned, walking to the door, seeing Louis looking at me weirdly.
“Yes?”
“Um… did you tell your parents you were here?”
My eyes immediately widened.
“Why?” I snapped, my heart racing, and my eyes filling with tears of anger.
“Eliza, did you take their money and run?”
“What the hell? No. I ran, yes, but you don’t know the story. Why are you asking about them, Louis?” I growled.
“They’re downstairs… with the police. They are here to arrest you, Eliza.”
My eyes widened, and a tear slipped out. I quickly wiped it away. I walked downstairs, and I saw the smirk on my mother’s face.
“Why are you smirking? You’re getting your daughter arrested and ripping her dream from her!” Louis said, looking at her.
I looked at him with wide eyes, before lowering them, staring my so-called “parents” down.
“Saying I stole from you? You’re really that desperate to ruin my life? What are you gonna do? Say you’ll drop the charges if I go with you so you can rape me some more? Maybe even knock me up again just so you can punch me in the stomach again, making me lose the baby?” I yelled, the tears flowing.
“You shut your god damn mouth!” my mother yelled.
“No,” I said, making my step-father’s face go red.
I saw his fists clench.
“What’s wrong, Daddy? Horny and she isn’t satisfying enough for you? You want me home, so you can rape me some more, don’t you?”
That was his last straw, and I knew it would be. He launched at me, grabbing me by the neck and slamming me against the wall.
“Don’t make me take you into the fucking bedroom right now, you little whore. I’ll show you-”
He was cut off by somebody grabbing him and pulling him off. I gasped for air.
Elden held my stepfather by the back of his shirt.
“Get the fuck out of her life before I show you what her father would do if he was here right now,” he growled.
The police officer that was standing there, grabbed his hands, and escorted him out in handcuffs.
“Watch your back, slut,” my mother spit once the officer and my stepfather were outside, following shortly behind them.
Louis just stood in shock, not really knowing what to do, which I don’t blame him.
“Elizabella, are you okay?” he asked, sitting beside me.
“I will be. I just need a minute.”
“You know you are gonna have to talk about this sometime, right?”
“Yeah, but not right now. I could leave the show once the live shows start. We leave for London tonight. I’m going to pack,” I said, starting to walk away.
“You have three weeks off, what are you going to do?”
“I have a friend and his family coming over to London. I’m staying there,” I said, continuing to my bedroom.
Dani was still asleep and I wish I could be there… that oblivious to the drama that just occurred, but I couldn’t… because I was the cause of it all.

Notes

I updated! I know, it's been forever, but life has been crazy busy.
So much has happened, honestly. I've been working like crazy, my sister is pregnant with a little girl, I got kicked out of a Jesse McCartney concert because my license had expired a week before the concert, I saw NIALL FUCKING HORAN in Nashville and it was the best night of my life. :)
Thank you, reader, for continuing to read.
Also, really freaking weird that Louis is a judge now...
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