Never Tear Us Apart
WE'LL BE ALRIGHT
Ring. Ring. Ring.
''Hello.''
''Hey Soph, it's Penny, I was just wondering whether you wanted to come round mine tonight, I've been feeling lonely since Niall left, and I'm sure your the same way.'' As Penelope stopped speaking and began awaiting for a reply an eerie silence filled the house, only to be broken by something shattering. ''Soph, are you alright, what was that?''
''Huh? Oh yeah I'm fine, just dropped a mug and erm sorry hun can't tonight, not feeling to great, but I'll speak to you tomorrow, yeah?''
Penny sighed before replying. ''Oh. Ok. Yeah, sure that's fine.'' Without saying goodbye she hug up but Sophie had bigger problems right now, like finding out who was in her house.
She tucked the phone back into her front pocket, and grabbed the vase on the side table beside the front door. Sophie crept towards the kitchen. In the middle of the large tiled area was a smashed picture.
Sophie's favourite picture of her and Harry. Taken in the crowd of a Parachute concert. Sophie was singing along slightly tipsty to kiss me slowly and she had her arm draped around him loosley. He was gazing at her lovingly, with a content smile forming on his lips. It was so care free, and natural.
Sophie now knew this was personal, they weren't after her money or juicy gossip on Harry.
They were after Harry himself.
She began to scan the room, but before she could turn her head to the area behind her, a pair of hands came over her mouth. This gave Sophie a chance to determine the sex of her stalker.
Female. The long, thin, elegant nails were painted red, with what looked like a promise ring on one particular finger.
Sophie realised she had let the vase slip out of her fingers as soon as the hands touched her skin. It was now shattering into a million places. ''Try to get help and I'll only make this more painful.'' The femine voice spoke into her ear. Sophie gulped and rubbed her stomach calming herself. Reassuring herself.
It's okay baby, we're going to be okay, Mummy will make everything okay. Sophie mentally spoke.
''You just broke my vase.'' She spoke. I'm sorry, what? Your vase.
She could obviously sense Sophie's confusion. ''You see, in a few moments, once I've got rid of you... Harry will come back to me, and it'll be like Sophie Abrielle never even existed.'' She smirked evily against Sophie's hair, now moving one of her hands down to grip both of Sophie's hands, preventing her from wriggling out of the situation, whilst the other reached for the biggest chard of broken pottery laying recklessly on the floor. ''Step 1.'' She plunged the sharp object into Sophie's thigh, who let out a god awful scream. ''W-who are y-you?''
''You might know me as, Olivia.''
''Olivia?''
''Your the reason Harry left me, you had to get involved it was none of your business, you couldn't keep you nose out of other people's business could you? You wanted Harry all to yourself.
Sophie was loosing blood quickly, she had no energy to reply. As Olivia moved round to face her, Sophie took the opportunity to slide herself back and lean against the wall. The cool painted wall comforted Sophie as beads of sweat trickled down her temple , blood began to form in a puddle around her thigh.
She was in a bad way.
''Step 2.'' Olivia dragged Sophie down by her feet so she was laying flat on the tiled floor.'' Then she allowed her shoe to kick Sophie, on her cheek, then turning her foot in, allowing her six inch heel to dig in slightly. Tears were now running down her bruised and beaten face. ''Your pathetic.''
''D-do you really think he's going to get with the girl who killed his phionsee?'' Sophie spat, discovering such a sentence left her struggling to breath.
''What he doesn't know won't hurt him.'' Olivia came close to the side of Sophie's.
''Now time for the third and final step. Have a nice time in hell Sophie Abrielle.'' Olivia pulled a large kitchen knife out of her back pocket, teasing Sophie with it's nerve shattering presense.
Suddenly the jangling of keys could be heard in the hallway. ''You know that I could use somebody dah dah dah.'' Harry sung quietly as he put his jacket on the coat peg and began to make his way upstairs, expecting to see Sophie tucked up in bed. ''You keep your mouth shut.'' Olivia whispered as she held Sophie up against the wall covering Sophie's mouth once more. Please, please Harry, come into the kitchen, you must be hungry, right? Please. Save me.
''Hello.''
''Hey Soph, it's Penny, I was just wondering whether you wanted to come round mine tonight, I've been feeling lonely since Niall left, and I'm sure your the same way.'' As Penelope stopped speaking and began awaiting for a reply an eerie silence filled the house, only to be broken by something shattering. ''Soph, are you alright, what was that?''
''Huh? Oh yeah I'm fine, just dropped a mug and erm sorry hun can't tonight, not feeling to great, but I'll speak to you tomorrow, yeah?''
Penny sighed before replying. ''Oh. Ok. Yeah, sure that's fine.'' Without saying goodbye she hug up but Sophie had bigger problems right now, like finding out who was in her house.
She tucked the phone back into her front pocket, and grabbed the vase on the side table beside the front door. Sophie crept towards the kitchen. In the middle of the large tiled area was a smashed picture.
Sophie's favourite picture of her and Harry. Taken in the crowd of a Parachute concert. Sophie was singing along slightly tipsty to kiss me slowly and she had her arm draped around him loosley. He was gazing at her lovingly, with a content smile forming on his lips. It was so care free, and natural.
Sophie now knew this was personal, they weren't after her money or juicy gossip on Harry.
They were after Harry himself.
She began to scan the room, but before she could turn her head to the area behind her, a pair of hands came over her mouth. This gave Sophie a chance to determine the sex of her stalker.
Female. The long, thin, elegant nails were painted red, with what looked like a promise ring on one particular finger.
Sophie realised she had let the vase slip out of her fingers as soon as the hands touched her skin. It was now shattering into a million places. ''Try to get help and I'll only make this more painful.'' The femine voice spoke into her ear. Sophie gulped and rubbed her stomach calming herself. Reassuring herself.
It's okay baby, we're going to be okay, Mummy will make everything okay. Sophie mentally spoke.
''You just broke my vase.'' She spoke. I'm sorry, what? Your vase.
She could obviously sense Sophie's confusion. ''You see, in a few moments, once I've got rid of you... Harry will come back to me, and it'll be like Sophie Abrielle never even existed.'' She smirked evily against Sophie's hair, now moving one of her hands down to grip both of Sophie's hands, preventing her from wriggling out of the situation, whilst the other reached for the biggest chard of broken pottery laying recklessly on the floor. ''Step 1.'' She plunged the sharp object into Sophie's thigh, who let out a god awful scream. ''W-who are y-you?''
''You might know me as, Olivia.''
''Olivia?''
''Your the reason Harry left me, you had to get involved it was none of your business, you couldn't keep you nose out of other people's business could you? You wanted Harry all to yourself.
Sophie was loosing blood quickly, she had no energy to reply. As Olivia moved round to face her, Sophie took the opportunity to slide herself back and lean against the wall. The cool painted wall comforted Sophie as beads of sweat trickled down her temple , blood began to form in a puddle around her thigh.
She was in a bad way.
''Step 2.'' Olivia dragged Sophie down by her feet so she was laying flat on the tiled floor.'' Then she allowed her shoe to kick Sophie, on her cheek, then turning her foot in, allowing her six inch heel to dig in slightly. Tears were now running down her bruised and beaten face. ''Your pathetic.''
''D-do you really think he's going to get with the girl who killed his phionsee?'' Sophie spat, discovering such a sentence left her struggling to breath.
''What he doesn't know won't hurt him.'' Olivia came close to the side of Sophie's.
''Now time for the third and final step. Have a nice time in hell Sophie Abrielle.'' Olivia pulled a large kitchen knife out of her back pocket, teasing Sophie with it's nerve shattering presense.
Suddenly the jangling of keys could be heard in the hallway. ''You know that I could use somebody dah dah dah.'' Harry sung quietly as he put his jacket on the coat peg and began to make his way upstairs, expecting to see Sophie tucked up in bed. ''You keep your mouth shut.'' Olivia whispered as she held Sophie up against the wall covering Sophie's mouth once more. Please, please Harry, come into the kitchen, you must be hungry, right? Please. Save me.
Notes
COMMENT.RATE.SUBSCRIBE.Okay, trying not to have a breakdown after loosing my 10.0 rating that i managed to hold onto for so long,I'm sorry if you don't like drama, but no ones gonna want to read a story about a perfect life where apsoloutly nothing happens! Why does my rating always go down when I add drama? PLEASE TELL ME? IS IT MY WRITING?
...Nevermind it's back up to 10. I'll shutup now. Ta babes!
On a lighter note, I got a satnav that can speak in an australian accent! My life is complete! ''We'll be there in two shakes of a lamb tail.''
Sophie..x
but anywho
:)
8/5/13