☠EDITED☠

Shit will be getting real from now on. Last chapter was a little preview of how they feel towards each others. Acacia's outfit on side.

Braylee's POV:

I grab my bag, and haul it down the stairs. My dad stops me, "Where are you going?"

"Oh, I forgot to tell you. I'm going to Zoey's." I lie.

My heart aches at her name. I need to get her out alive, and safe. I'll tell Liam, and he'll help me. I know it.

"Oh, okay." He smiles, slyly.

"Bye, dad."

"Bye."

I throw my stuff into my car, and jump in, driving away towards Liam's house.

When I get there, I grab my bag, and phone, and head to the front door. I knock, and I wait a few seconds before the door is swung open.

Liam is in front of me with grey sweats on, and a black shirt.

"Oh, hi." He smiles.

"Hi."

We stand there in silence before he says, "Would you like to come in?"

"Yes."

As soon as I step in, Liam says, "Okay, you can put your things here for now."

I drop my things by the door, and follow Liam into the living room. We sit on the couch, and just sit. I then ponder the things that have been bugging me ever since I met him.

I don't love him. I don't think I ever could. But, for some odd reason I feel attracted to him. Is it the way he's so cold to me, but then in a blink of an eye he's not? Or is it the way he seems to be trying to change? I don't know. But all I know is I do have feelings for him. Despite all the horrible things he has done to me. He's hurt me, killed the one I love, and took me away from my life. And, I'll never forgive him for those things. Yet, those things don't stop me from liking him.

What if I have Stockholm Syndrome No, I couldn't.

As we sit in silence, I finally tell him about Zoey. He just listens, silently.

"I don't know what to do." I say, honestly.

He looks into my eyes, "Tomorrow, we will get her back."

"Promise?" I ask.

"Promise."

(SEXUAL CONTENT; WARNING)

We both stand up abruptly, almost like we know what the other wanted. I look up into his eyes as he stares down at me. I grab the collar of his shirt, and push his lips onto mine.

His arms go around my waist before slamming me against the closest wall. He holds my wrist up above my head with one of his hands as the other traces my torso. His lips cover my neck in kisses, and he pushes his body up against mine, his head going deeper into my neck.

Our make out session leads us to his room, as he tugs at my shirt quickly sliding it off of me, while laying me down. As he undresses I kick off my sweats.

With our now naked bodies he pushes his body up against mine again. One arm wraps around my waist holding me tight to him, the other keeping himself up.

I push my lips onto his as he enters my body. I moan as he moves around, getting comfortable. He suddenly pushes harder, and harder with each thrust.

His lips graze my neck once more, as I grip my hands in his hair, arching my back.

Going as hard as he could for the last time, he pulls out, and collapses on the other side of the bed.

From Unknown:

3 days...

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Creds to my friend for writing the smut(: