Broken (On Hold)

Chapter 36

~~~~Selena's P.O.V~~~~
*Two months later*

*Flashback*

"Please, don't do it."I'm not sure if Marcel heard me or not but it was worth a shot. If I could I would've pushed Marcel off me but whatever he put in my drink, it's on full affect.

"No can do my dear, the fun has just begun."He smirked. I suddenly felt his hands travel down my jeans, within seconds they were removed. A minute later all of my clothes were off and so were his.

A few moments later I felt his mouth against my neck, his moth traveled all the way down to my stomach. I wanted to scream for help but everything I said came out as a whisper. After he finished kissing my body, I felt something hard against my thigh.

*Flashback ends*

"Selena, babe. Wake up." I felt someone gently shaking me. I quickly opened my eyes and let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding.

"W-What happen?" I ask.

"You were dreaming...about that night again."He whispers and holds me tight.

"Yea." I wish it was a dream but it's not, its reality. That night after Marcel was finished with me Harry had came into the room. I was still in the bed but I was dressed and so was Marcel but when Harry had walked in, he saw Marcel hovering over me. Harry lost his shit, he ended up beating Marcel up but of it weren't for Liam, he would've ended up killing him.

   At first Harry thought that I was doing something I wasn't suppose to be doing but once he found out I was drugged, he took me home. Since I couldn't move at the time, he had to carry me out of Liam's house then drive me to my house and take me to my room. I know Harry thinks that the furthest Marcel got to me was when he was kissing my neck but that's not true. I didn't and still don't have the heart to tell him that Marcel did worse than that. If I told him, he surely would find Marcel and kill him. I don't care what happens to Marcel but if Harry ended up hurting him bad enough that he had to got to the hospital, Harry could get into a lot of trouble.

  I just think that it's best for his and my sake that he doesn't know. I don't want to deal with anymore drama, I'm so sick and tired of it. I want to try and move on.

"Babe?"Harry interrupts my thoughts.

"Sorry, what did you say?" I ask.

"I said, are you ok? Do you want to talk about it?" He carefully asks.

"I'm fine, don't worry." I assure him.

"Are you sure?" He frowns.

"Yes, I'm sure." I nod. "How did you sleep?" I change the subject. He gives me a frown that says 'Please tell me.' But instead he decides to keep quiet.

"You know that I sleep great when I'm with you." He smiles.

"Oh shut it." I smile and mess up his hair. He laughed and quickly got on top of me, he hovered over me then kissed me. I let out lips linger for a while until I pulled away. "We should go downstairs."

"Fine." He pouted and I smiled. we both went downstairs to the kitchen, which Gemma was already in.

"Morning love birds." Gemma smiles.

"What are you making?" Harry asks her.

"Food for myself, you can make your own." She says with a cheeky smile. "Oh, by the way. How did you sleep last night?"

"We slept fine." Harry says.

"I'm sure you did, I mean. You guys did make quiet the noises last night."She smiles before going upstairs.