(( Is there any fanfics that you guys recommend? I've literally read so many and I'm running out of ones to read and it's making me sad:(, Anyway, here's chapter 42, enjoy!!))
songs;
Ed Sheeran; One
Arctic Monkeys; Reckless Serenade
Jake Bugg; There's a Beast and we all feed it
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* Elana's point of view *
"Your precious little boyfriend works for me, Elana. Keeping in mind im a slaveholder. He loves his job, even had his way with one of the girls a couple weeks ago." I gulped, clenching my teeth and squeezing my eyes shut.
"I don't believe you." This made him chuckle, but I wasn't finding this funny.
"Does the name, Derek ring a bell sweetheart?" The nickname he used for me completely contradicted his tone of voice, he was cold, and I couldn't help the tear that escaped my eye. "And to top it all off, your brother, Todd, Isn't so innocent either. International drug dealer will look great on his CV, don't you think?"
"Derek." The name definitely rung a bell, that's what the text was about. With that the line went dead and I dropped the phone into my lap. I pulled on a pair of knickers and my shorts, grabbing my phone before stomping out of the room.
"Babe wait please I can explain!" I turned around to see Niall with a pair of shorts on and his hair a mess. I ran downstairs, hearing the footsteps of Niall following me, the front door swung open, showing the rest of the boys.
"Damn Niall she got you good." Michael chuckled, gesturing towards the scratches I had left on his chest and back. It gave me a sudden urge to vomit, knowing what he did made me want to be sick.
"I can't even look at you, you disgust me." I spat, walking out the front door but to no surprise he chased after me.
"What did Derek say to you?" I asked, worry laced in his tone.
"I think you know exactly what he said." I spat, "I know what you do Niall, and It makes me sick. He also told me you 'had your way' with one of the slaves. When we were together? Seriously Niall?" I finger quoted, yet another tear running down my cheek.
He gulped, and that was all I needed to confirm that what he said was the truth, "I never slept with one of the girls, Elana believe me when I say I'd never cheat on you. The part about where I work is true, but only because he forced me, If I didn't he would have outed me to the cops. Please baby." he begged, tugging my hand in his which I jerked away.
"Don't you dare touch me. And don't call me baby, I'm not your baby. " He stood there on the grass, bare from the waist upwards, his hair matted and eyes glossy. If I had no sense I would have walked over to him and kissed his pretty little face, but I wasn't giving in this time. He had no excuse for what he done that would make me change my mind.
"It's you and me babe, you and me against the world. It always has been and It always will be." He stated, trying yet again to hold my hand, but I yanked it away.
"That stopped as soon as I heard what you done." I spat, glaring at him in disgust.
"Please give me another chance, please babe." He begged, If I didn't know any better I would think he was crying, but Niall was clearly heartless.
"I've given you multiple chances Niall, I had to give you 5 or 6 before I actually realized I was a fucking idiot to believe you had changed. Don't call me, don't talk to me, delete my number. I would prefer If we didn't make contact again. What we have here," I gestured between our bodies. "Is over. Goodbye, Niall."
I was full on hysterical crying now, pretty sure I looked like death, I made my way to my car, taking one last look at the beautiful beautiful mess that I called my ex-boyfriend and went home. Not my dorm, home. I mean home, home. Back to Colorado, the state that was known as the 'Sex Change Capital of the world' and the home of the Denver Bronco's.
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I sat in my car outside the bar of my hometown. Laughing, though It held no humour as I made my way inside the dimly lit room, sitting by the bar where a man around 35 asked what I was having.
"Five shots of tequila please." I smiled, handing the bartender my money while he raised his eyebrows and chuckled.
"Boyfriend trouble?" I laughed, downing the first shot.
"You have no idea." I scrunched my nose at the repulsive taste, downing the rest of the shots and chasing it with more tequila. It made my chest feel warm after the uncomfortable sting was over, though I had no clue how I was going to get home now, due to the fact I definitely couldn't drive.
"Speak to me, the bar is dead anyway. Bartenders are awful good listeners y'know. You'd be surprised the amount of break-up closures have happened here, if you must know." he laughed, handing me a glass of some clear liquid, not knowing what it was I took a sip, recognizing the taste as rum. It was sweet with a slight burning sensation, I liked it. "You look like you need as much of that as you can get."
"Let's just say what he done was not legal. And he may or may not have cheated, I didn't wait to find out." I laughed, taking another large gulp of the liquor. "And I think you're right."
"I'm Harvey." He smiled, putting his hand forward for me to shake, I shook his hand, returning the smile.
"Elana."
"Well, Elana. Since I'm finishing work in around," He clicked his tongue on the roof of his mouth. "Now, how about I take you to a nice club that just opened on the main street, I swear I'm not an axe murderer, just a guy that feels like this girl needs a night out. My treat." "And don't be worried about me getting you drunk and taking advantage of you, you're not my type If you catch my drift." He chuckled, and at first I thought I just wasn't his type, until he pointed to his bow tie, rolled up slacks and desert boots. He was definitely too well dressed to be straight.
He seemed genuine, so I nodded, laughing when he took in my outfit. "You may want to go home and change, no offence but your shirt is quite clearly your ex-boyfriends and your shorts are covered in tequila." He took my hand, swiping his card to sign out and jumped in my car, taking my keys.
"Tell me where to go young one." He laughed, I told him the directions, silently hoping that my mother and father weren't home. I cursed when I saw my dad's car in the drive, but I sucked it up, trying my best not to show I was drunk.
"Dad?" I shouted, but there was no answer, "Mom?" No answer. I quickly raced upstairs, Harvey following behind me. "Help me pick something? You definitely know a lot more than I do." This made him chuckle, while raking through the minimum amount of clothes I had left here. He pulled out a cream shift dress that was loose, then my bowler hat and paired it with some cut-out Chelsea boots. (outfit on the side)
"It's missing something." He tapped his chin with his forefinger, then clicked, raking through my drawers and pulling out a gold chunk necklace. I quickly wiped off my smudged makeup, re-applying it and adding some eyeliner with a classic flick and I was done. "Perfect. You look perfect." I pulled on my glasses, Harvey insisting that It finished off the whole 'geek chic' look he had going on. I just rolled my eyes in response, he knew what he was talking about.
Once we had made It to the new club, the line was huge, but Harvey had known the security guard and club owner, so we got in without having to wait too long. I guess bartenders had connections. He handed me a pink coloured shot which I downed, as did Harvey. "I have a feeling we're going to be good friends." He laughed, grabbing my hand and pulling me onto the dance floor.
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I woke up with a pounding head, lying in a bed and unaware of my surroundings, though last night had come back to me and I remembered Harvey, who was lying face down with half his body hanging off the other bed. I pulled back the covers, showing I was still In my dress, which now had a pink coloured stain at the bottom corner. I mentally cursed when I stood up, having to sit back down due to the aching pain in my head. I checked my phone, seeing I had 47 missed calls and 103 messages, and no doubt I knew who it was. Pressing delete, I removed his name from my phone, deleting all of the messages he had sent me and blocking his number. I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of answering.
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