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As Mariah closes the door behind me telling that Fiona is with her family now, I sit on the edge of the bed and leave a satisfactory breathe. Tears start to brim down my face again as lots of memories with the important people in my life start to clot my mind. Louis, Oren, my parents, Harry, Liam, Bebe, and Derick, the Derick I used to know.

Maybe now I hate him for what he has done to me and still doing to me but I was the girl who was so drunk in him and those were some good days. How we would save money together to go to Jonas Brothers concerts. I still remember he bought me a hoodie from their merch with his first part time job payment. We used to be cute but somehow the people around us ruined it by creating jealousy in Derick's head. And that's what ended everything between us and nothing can fix it, neither do I want to.

"You fucking thought you could fool me!"

Before I could look up at the person, his hard palm is pressed against my cheek as I fall down on the floor. Pressing my palm over the burning place, I look above to make an eye contact but he makes it easier for me by making me look at him, pressing my chin between two of his fingers.

"Listen," I groan in pain as the pressure of his fingers around my chin gets stronger and his other hand shoves away the hair from my side harshly. "I'm not going to be fooled anymore Miss Reen soon to be Richards. Do you know how you are going to repay for all your damages from a while ago?"

I look at him confusingly as he sits in front of me on his knees, not moving his abusive hand from me. I see him taking out a small pocket knife from his hand and my breathing gets uneven. I keep my eyes on the knife as he clicks on the side and a sharp knife comes out.

"Ask me!" He yells over my face causing me to cry louder. "Beg to me princess cmon!" He yells pulling my hair.

"Derick you're hurting me." I cry out in pain as he scratches the knife against my inner thighs, keeping them apart using his knees. "Derick please stop!" My sobs only makes him laugh as I see blood coming out from there.

"Yeah?" he coos as he detaches the knife at last. "Do you know what would hurt less? If it was my lips instead of this knife. Now you choose, which one you want?"

Wasting no time, I pick myself up from the floor as he stands up. He walks to his closet and I take the opportunity to run but only end up in screaming harder as he pulls me back by twisting my hands behind me. He makes me stand between his legs and ties up my hands using something I assume made of metal as I find it so cold against my skin.

"Derick please....................." I fall down on my knees as he stands in front of me.

"Let you make it up for me?" He tells as he slightly bends down so that he can caress my shoulders. "I'd love to babe but tonight is yours. I'd make it up for you for all the years you've missed me. I'd return you all the favour you regret when Oren was under me instead of you that night and nobody can stop that." He chuckles as he picks me up from the floor, throwing me over his shoulders.

I keep screaming and hitting him but no use. He throws me on the middle of the bed as it bounces, immediately blocking my way. I try to do anything to shove him away but he's too strong for me.

"Even if you burst out your lungs shouting and screaming, none gonna help you little slut. This room has soundproof walls, don't you think I remember how loud you used to scream my name every time I was inside you?"

My legs restlessly moves under his torso as he hums some song while taking of my top. He moves slightly as he takes off his own, leaving himself only in his boxers.

"This is rape Derick, this is rape!" I scream as the salted water drops enters inside my mouth which creates no effect on him. "You're doing the same you did to Oren."

"Now you understand." He tells pouring kisses with his wet lips and tongue allover my neck and down as an unwanted moan escapes my lips.

I notice his body slightly curves back from hearing me moaning, his hand on my stomach moves a bit. Yes, I know how to defeat him. I fake moan louder this time as he makes his hand all the way down the waistband of my panty.

"I know you're still mine." He tells looking at me as he places his lips on mine, leaving my body with disgusting goosebumps and tears.

Bending my hands, I use all the strength in my body to nib my elbows down his shoulder continuously. As he groans in the sudden pain, I kick hard on his erection as he rolls down beside me with his hands on his crotch, his eyes closed as curses keep leaving his lips. Taking the pillow from beside him, I press it against his face and sit over the pillow, or more particularly on his face.

I keep stabbing his stomach using the metal chain he used to tie my hands and pin his wrists down using my ankles as fast as his hands weaken on his side due to the pain I'm causing in his stomach. Tears roll down my eyes as I see his body weakens slowly, going out of breathe and the scratches on his stomach.

As I finally find him stop moving under me and his chest falls down completely, I burst out in tears realising what I just did. I slowly get down off of him, removing the pillow from his face.

"I'm sorry Derick, I'm sorry." I tell before I realise the amount of blood coming out from my inner thighs would make me senseless soon.

Uttering another sorry, I rush out of the room and start screaming Mariah's name. As she's seen, I gesture her to free me. She looks in between my pressed legs from where blood is rushing out but hurries to my back anyway.

"Let's go to the kitchen and lock the door, I can't open it using my hands." She tells as she leads me fast towards the kitchen, locking the door and looking around if anyone is watching us.

I see her taking out a can opener from the drawer as she tries to cut the thick chain but fails.

"It's gonna hurt but I've no other way." She burns the stove behind us and gestures me to place my hand closer to it.

Screeches leaves my lips each time I place my wrists closer to the chain as well as my skin, to let the metal soften a bit. At the same time Mariah keeps pressing the can opener against the chain. Hearing a click sound, we both look at each other as Mariah smiles, the chain falls down beside me.

"You need to use the first aid before we snuck to the hospital." She tells as I sit on the floor, groaning as I notice my burnt wrists. "Where's Derick? How did you manage to calm him down?"

"I...............I........." I bite my bottom lip as I struggle to look her in the eyes, "I killed him."

"You what?" I look at her as the first aid box falls down from her hands and she looks at me widening her eyes.

"Yes," I weep as I stand up stumbling on my feet, "He tried to rape me and................."

"And you.......killed him?" She asks again as I see her fingers trembling on her side. "How could you kill him Reen?"

She screams shoving everything away from the counter, letting them fall on the ground. I walk towards her but stop as I see her taking a knife from the kitchen cabinet.

"Mariah........................."

"I loved him, I still love him!" She screams as she runs towards me with the knife in her hand.

I grab her by her wrist and twist it to make her grip around the knife loosen. As I turn her around and knee her on the back of her knees, she falls down. She picks herself up from the floor as she pushes me on the stomach using her butt and pins my throat against the wall. Coughing to breathe as she presses her fingers against the veins on my neck, I swirl my leg around her calf muscle and drag her on the floor by her legs.

"Sorry Mariah. I understand your situation but I've no way left." I tell as I tie her up with the door handle using the transpore tape. "I'd save you, I promise but now you're mentally unstable so I can't trust you."

I shove my hands inside her pocket to find her phone but I don't find it there.

"Why the door is locked?"

Mariah looks at me as we both hear someone knocking on the door. I step behind as the man keeps knocking.

"Run away, street number twenty five, two blocks after the U turn of the main road, second house is my brother's house. Just go out of my sight!" Mariah says through gritting teeth as tears brim down her face. "The more I'd see your face the more you'd remind me of him and I won't be able to stop myself from killing you."

"She's there just break the door."

My whole body goes numb as I hear Derick's whisper. How the hell he's alive? I saw him stopped breathing by my own eyes!

"What are you doing?" Mariah whisper yells as I cut the tape and help her to stand up from the floor.

"Saving you, biatch." I mutter under my breath as I put a tape on her mouth to stop her blabbering.

"Why do you wanna save who wants to kill you?" She pulls the tape off of her and looks at me but she's cut off with the door cracking open.

We both keep standing behind the door with our breathing under control. Once Derick and the other four is inside the kitchen, I drag myself and Mariah out of the kitchen and lock them inside.

Thuds starts to boom on the door as we both started running towars the main door.

"I'm gonna kill Mariah!" As I hear Derick screaming from the kitchen, I give Mariah a 'Biatch, still regretting me saving you?' look.

As we're stopped by two guards on the door, we both raise up our hands, finding a way to escape.

"Kiss!" I scream looking at Mariah and she kisses me on the lips all of a sudden, leaving my eyes open in shock as she ends it.

As she pulls away and asks why I instructed her to kiss me, I look at her before looking at the two guards looking at us with an weird face.

"Runnn!" I scream as we both start running towards the main gate.

"I didn't realise you're lesbian." Mariah tells as we summersault down the walls, two bullets hitting the wall as soon as we get down and start running on the main road.

"I didn't know you're so dumb that I'd tell you to kiss the guys to use as the only weapon but you chose my lips!" I tell while running beside her, failing to catch my breath as another bullet passes right in the middle of us.

"We can't run away from them in this main road, we've to hide." Mariah tells as she leads me on the side and we stop behind a big tree.

I look at our interlaced fingers furrowing my eyebrows at which she's still gazing at as she passes me a whatever look before we get busy to keep an eye on the road.