Fixed and Moving On...Or So I Thought So (Sequel to Kidnapped By My Ex-Bully)

Chapter 1

Ella's POV

"Thanks Bev." I whisper as she hands me hot chocolate with marshmallow in it.

I take a sip and smile a little. It's been 2 years. I'm now 21 years old. After I ran away, I checked into the nearest hotel. I did stole a car the next morning and drove all the way home. Since, then I've been trying to get stronger and let the nightmares slip away. It's hard but I'm making progress. I finish my drink and walk outside into the brisk London air. My hair whips across my face. This is the same spot I was kidnapped. I shudder. I always  feel like someone's watching me.

Zayn's POV

"Why can't you just let her live her life?" Liam asks me.

I glare at him.

"Because I love her." I hiss at him.

"Then let her go!" Harry replies.

"YOU'RE NOT TALKING ME OUT OF THIS! WE'RE STICKING TO THE PLAN!" I whisper/yell.

Niall's face is just emotionless as always these days.

I motion for Liam and Harry to start walking behind her. They slowly and quietly creep behind her. I smirk. She'll be mine soon. Niall and Louis go in front of her they start walking. Great! She's trapped. I can see the terrified look on her face. I run in front of her and smile at her.

"Z-Zayn?" she whispers.

I smile and nod at her. She tries to push me away but I grab her arms. I lean down to her ear.

"I've missed you baby." I purr.

"Stop Zayn! Let me go. No!" she protests trying to pull away. I grab on her tighter. I pick her up and start walking to the van. Before she could scream, Louis put duck tape on her mouth. Liam opened the van door. We tied her arms and legs and threw her in the van. Her screams of horror where muffled by the duck tape. Tears streamed down her face. I did it. I got her back.

Ella's POV

I'm gonna die. He's gonna rape me and kill me. Why can't he just let me live my life? Why is he so controlling and sinister. The van comes to a stop and the van door opens. Zayn grabs me and walks me towards the house. I look back at the boys. They all look guilty, but Niall....he's not showing any emotions. They open the door and take me down to the basement. There's a cell with chains and everything. I shake my head and start screaming. He rips off the duck tape ruthlessly. I cry in pain. He cuts the rope loose and puts wrists and ankles in cuffs.

"WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?!?" I scream at him.

He walks over to me.

"I love you, that's why." he whispers.

He leans in to kiss me but I shake my head. He grabs the back of my neck and smashes his lips into mine. He so rough and hurtful. He lips my bottom lip from entrance, but don't let him in. He bites my bottom lip hard causing me to yelp. He takes this opportunity to slither his tongue in my mouth. I push him away and wipe my lips.

"I DON'T LOVE YOU!" I scream with tears rolling down my face. "I WANNA GO HOME! TAKE ME HOME!"

"No! You're mine!" he yells.

He unchains me and pulls me into his room. He pushes me down on the bed and stands above me. He starts taking off my clothes.

"NO! STOP! STOP ZAYN PLEASE!" I beg.

He ignores me and carries on. He starts taking off his clothes. He lays on top of me molesting me. Touching me in the worst ways.

"HELP PLEASE! AHHHHHH! NOO STOP ZAYN!" I cry.

"I love you." he pants as he starts raping me.

"PLEASE! MAKE IT STOP! HELP ME!" I sob.

I start punching and slapping Zayn. The pain is unbearable. He raises his hand and slaps me across my face.

"STOP IT!" I yell.

"You're mine!" he growls.

"NO! I'M YOURS!" I scream.

I punch him in the face and push him off me. I grab my underwear and shirt and bra and put it on. I grab my things and run out the door. I stare at the boys.

"Y-YOU COULD HAVE H-HELPED ME! H-HE RAPED ME! A-AND YOU HEARD M-ME SCREAM! BUT YOU D-DIDN'T DO A-ANYTHING ABOUT I-IT! W-WHY?!?" I yell.

The door behind me opens. I'm gonna die.