Help Me, Please? *One Direction Fanfic*

Chapter 50

CHAPTER 50! 2 million reads! AHH milestones!

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Sky's POV

Matt wouldn't tell me anything at all, which annoyed the hell out of me.

"Are we there yetttt" I whined for the billionth time from the back seat.

"Nope" he said, popping the 'p.'

Thirty seconds passed.

"Are we there yet-"

"No"

This time I only waited fifteen seconds. Maybe I could annoy him so much that he would like to get rid of me. Yeah...that could work.

"Are we there y-"

"Yes"

I was about to ask again when I realized he actually said yes.

The car slowed down to reveal a medium-sized house in the middle of nowhere. And I mean nowhere.

There weren't any trees. It was flat for miles. Shit.

If I tried to escape I would be so easy to see. Well this sucks.

Matt stopped the car and got out. He walked over to my side of the door and opened it.

I refused to budge and sat staring straight ahead.

He sighed.

"Sky, get out of the car"

I shook my head no.

"Get. Out." he said between his teeth, his patience dropping to nothing.

I shook my head again.

"Say the magic word" I sing-songed.

He let out a deep, annoyed breath and began.

"Sky, will you get out of the goddamn car...please?"

I managed a smile before I hopped out of the car and up to the house.

Ok, I know what you're thinking: why the hell am I not like screaming or fighting back?

Well, you see, it didn't really work that well last time, so I need another tactic. On the outside I may seem a little happy and fine, but on the inside I am seriously freaking the hell out.

"Welcome home!" he motioned as he led me in the door.

I cringed at the use of 'home.' This is, and will never be my home. Ever.

Stupid tears welled up my eyes. I discreetly tried to wipe them away without Matt seeing.

"Sky?....Sky, what's wrong?"

Dang. He saw.

"It's....it's nothing" I put on a fake smile.

Matt saw through that.

He grabbed me by my shoulders and forced me to look into his eyes.

I couldn't help but shake and shiver under his touch.

I saw his eyes sadden when he noticed how scared I was of him.

Well, it serves him right.

"You don't have to be afraid" he whispered.

Oh...oh really? Yeah, sure, I have no reason to be terrified of a rapist, stalker, and murderer now, do I?

Shit.