Lost Somewhere In Between (A One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 54 Who Needs Pockets?

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Nikki's POV

Rule number one when beind kidnapped.

Never back sass the kidnapper.

All my life I had been bullied and had beat up the person bullying me.

People then respected me and I became popularish.

I had never lost a fight I don't think....

But with a full grown muscular man....

That was different.

Garret was twice my size, most likely 25 or so, and had muscles the size of freakin China!

He looked like he could be a werstler, and maybe he was.

There was no telling with this guy.

Maybe he got in a ton of fights in prison.

He wouldn't even tell me what he did to be in prison.

I didn't have to know....

I could guess....

Murder, Kidnapping, Stealing, Shotting, Rape....

I shivered on that last one.

Garret seemed like he would be kind of on the rich side.

his hair is fluffy and nice, almost too nice for a prison guy.

He must have been a rich kid before he was in prison and bought expensive shampoo to make him look like a model.

Even the way he dressed was nice.

It wasn't your typical T-shirts and jeans.

No way.

He always wore some kind of polo or nice collared shirt.

Then he would wear nice black pants.

When he wasn't mad or angry, he actually looked like he might have been a decent guy at one point in time.

He wasn't ugly either which meant he probably picked up a lot of girls.

But that could never have changed my opinion of him.

Not after what he just did to me.

At this moment, I lay huddled into the corner, my knees hugging my chest tightly.

My cheeks were crunchy from where I had been sobbing and my body ached.

Garret had beat me.

Again.

Probably for putting a hole through his hand.

But I don't care.

Seeing him in pain made me feel so much stronger than I actually felt.

Now I felt broken and glued back together.

Ugh!

My head was throbbing from where I had previously hit my head on the floor after he had shoved me down.