Mr. Styles

Chapter 5

Elena's P.O.V.

whack!

I collapsed onto the bed as Greg hit me one last time. There was no way it was seventy. It felt like it was way more than that. I knew I had bloody welts on my skin. My body trembled with pain and I just couldn't stop crying. 

Everything hurt.

I heard Greg drop the belt onto the floor. "Quit your pitiful blubbering it's over now." He said as he climbed into bed beside me. I flinched as I felt him pull me closer to him. "You're not bleeding too bad, love. Only a little bit." He gently ran his fingers over the fresh marks that he made on my bum and back. "These should fade within a few days."

I started crying again.

"Baby please stop crying. You took your punishment so well."

He placed several kisses on my face and then one on my lips. "How about I make you some tea and we watch a movie. Sound good?"

I didn't answer him. I couldn't answer him. I felt angry, upset, and terrified all at the same time. My body felt like it was on fire but I also felt numb. I couldn't move. I no longer cared that I was naked and exposed. I no longer cared that I was unlovable. I no longer cared if I continued breathing or not. I just didn't care.

After awhile I guess Greg figured out I wasn't going to say anything. He sighed and stood to his feet going over to one of his drawers against the wall. He pulled out one of his t-shirts and a pair of boxers throwing them at me. "Put these on and pick out a movie. I'm gonna run to the kitchen to get a few things and look for some cream to put on the cuts."

Just as he was about to turn the knob, there was a knock on the door. I froze.

Greg hesitated for a second and then turned to me. "Hurry up and put that on!" he hissed. I quickly adjusted my position and slid on the oversized shirt hissing at the pain that shot up my back. I got under the covers and laid down. It was probably someone just coming to remind Greg to pack Mr. Styles suitcases.

Greg cleared his throat and opened the door. "Mr. Styles?"

My heart dropped to my stomach. What is he doing here?

Mr. Styles stepped into the room and his eyes immediately met mine. "I came to check on Elena."

Really?

I looked over at Greg and we had the exact same expression. Confusion. Mr. Styles doesn't care about anything let alone anyone, so why would he come to check on me? He's probably going to fire me. I probably ruined his floors and looked disgusting. If he fires me I will have nowhere to go. My parents don't want me. I would have to look for housing and find a new job to support myself. I don't even know how to cook.

"Gregory." Mr. Styles barked. "I though I told you to get her tea."

Greg nodded, "Yes sir. I was actually on my way to get it now." Mr. Styles flicked his hand in a shooing motion dismissing him. Greg gave me one last look before exiting the room.

I didn't know what to say or what to do. I wanted to tell him everything so badly. I wanted to tell him  how Greg treats me. I wanted to show him the marks on my back and I just wanted him to save me.

He slowly made his way over to me and sat beside me on the edge of the bed. "Hi sweetheart." He said brushing some stray hairs from my face.

"H-Hi Mr. Styles."

He took one of my hands into his and placed a small kiss on my knuckles. "Are you feeling any better?" I nodded my head. The corner of his lips perked up into a small smile. "I'm happy to hear that."

There was another long gap of silence.

"I'm sorry..." I whispered. Mr. Styles furrowed his eyebrows and cupped my cheek with his large hand. "For what love?" I could feel the sting behind my eyes as tears clouded my vision. "F-For ruining your dinner and-and messing up your floors." I started to sob. "I-I really didn't mean to Mr. Styles. P-Please don't fire me..."

"Ellie no honey. I'm not going to fire you."

He motioned for me to move over and climbed in beside me. He wrapped his arm around me and placed a gentle kiss on my forehead. "Baby don't cry. I'm not upset, not at all. You can't control something like that. The floors are already cleaned. You didn't ruin anything. I'm just glad you're okay."

I snuggled closer to him and took a deep breath. His smell was so comforting and I could feel myself becoming more and more relaxed. Suddenly I remembered that Greg would be coming back soon and all this would be over. I started crying again. "M-Mr. Styles.. p-please don't leave tomorrow. I don't want you to go."

"Aw sweetheart.." he said running his fingers against my arm. "Don't cry. I'll only be gone a few days. I'm sure everyone will help you and be there if you need anything. You have nothing to worry about. Plus, you have Gregory here to help you."

I couldn't even keep my emotions at bay. I let out a loud whimper.

Mr. Styles chuckled at this. "Baby it's only four days. It'll be alright. I'll be back before you know it. You'll miss me that much?"

A/N: Hey guys! This chapter was a bit longer. But more is coming.

Soooo Elena and Mr. Styles had a personal moment... what do you think?

Seems like Mr. Styles thought that Elena was crying for something completely different.... hmmm...