Forbidden

Chapter four

"I'm not in the mood." Liam solemnly replied, not knowing how good those words sounded to my scared self. I felt myself breathe and swallow the thickened lump down my throat. The relief I felt was enormous, my body relaxed instantly.

"What about you rabbit?" Zayn asked Harry since he caught on my appeased expression, quickly destroying that hope.

"Sure." Harry was already dragging me towards that awful room and I panicked again. Just how much more times will I feel so threatened, I deserved a break.

Not knowing what the h.ell to do I screamed and started crying.

"Why won't you do it? Too fancy for the dirty work? Or aren't you man enough?" I snap, tears furiously running down my face. I wasn't thinking when I said that, too scared and ferocious, but I hated his wicked smirk. He abruptly stood up walking until he was in front of me, gripping my jaw while Harry tossed me like a doll towards him.

"Watch what you say, bambi." he growled, trying to control his anger. His eyes roaming my face, he spat out, "You would love it? But I don't do that. They would all wish I would push that far."

He awaits for me to oblige to his every word, cower away as he challenges me but I don't back down which irritates him and that was what I had in mind, my features harden more and more with disgust.

Then I remembered something as I was staring at his lifeless eyes...

"Do you want to know this guys name?" I shout while making sure to look at his eyes all the time. He scowled at me.

All heads turned to me surprised, I gulped loudly at the attention I didn't thought I would get this easily. Zayn was fuming because his nostrils flared harshly, so I licked my lips and was about to scream his name hadn't Liam cut me off, "If you let a noise out curly birdie then you will regret it." he seethed, while pushing me to Harry's chest.

Liam then said something to Zayn who shook his head, replying something to Liam. I couldn't just stand there without a fight.

"No, you let me go and tell me where Marina is." A weak whimper escapes me when Harry gripped my wrist tightly to get me to shut up.

Before I could comprehend anything Liam tossed me over his shoulder that dug on my stomach painfully. Immediately I was thrashing and squirming, punching his muscular back with my fists, angry tears flowing and I shriek repeatedly like a caged, wild animal at what was going to happen.

How can someone be so cold and heartless?

"Everything will get back at you. This will get back to you." I cry out my voice breaking while looking at Zayn unfalteringly who looked angry and clenched his hands at my back talk.

"No, bambi. This will get back at you." He slowly but threateningly replied.

This was it, the moment I will lose my virginity. And it will leave me scarred and with a trauma. I had read stories about girls who go through this and need a long time or a life time to heal from the mental scarr that will be left.All the time Liam was carrying me and walking away to the back door which led to the exit behind the club, my scared eyes never left Zayn's. He didn't seem to get fazed or have any remorse whatsoever.

Never will I forget about this. I was sobbing and crying, while still trying to get Liam's hand off of me, I gave up panting, dry heaving and hiccuping loudly. I tried not to think about anything but I couldn't when I knew what was about to happen.

"Stop being such a drama queen, curly birdie." Liam grumbled, my face sobers from my grave thoughts. "I'm only carrying you outside." he said lowly.