Life on the Isle (Harry Hook x Liz)

Wasn't for you

As much as it hurt to be alone and about to be held down and fucked against my will, I physically will not cry. Fredrick's gotten my bottoms off and now I feel the sand. I heard his belt and that's just great. Not like I needed this in my life. My cousin wasn't here. My best friend wasn't here. It was just my supposed to be boyfriend, which is now my attacker and me. As soon as I felt something slip in he grunted and lost his hold on me. That was my chance, but as I was about to take it we heard someone jump of the dock and onto the sand. Instead of looking, I took the distraction and pushed him off of me. Finally being able to stand up was great and I pulled up my pants and fixed them. When I finally regained myself I saw Harry and Frederick going at it. I really didn't want to get involved. Also it looked like Harry was winning. Harry had pushed him down and started going after his face with punch after punch. I watched on as this same thing was constant. You could barely tell that was Frederick. Harry's hook was thrown over by the dock and he was without it. Frederick was almost unconscious and Harry kept going. I wanted Frederick to die, but before that could happen Harry pulled on his shirt. He slapped him, "listen to me!" Frederick nodded like a little bitch. Harry shook him, his muscles tensing with anger, "are you listening!?" Frederick nodded again and Harry started yelling at him, "I know what I just saw. You mate are going to fucking die if you ever even so much as look at Liz again!" I noticed how his accent got even heavier when he was mad. Harry punched him again, "you know what will happen to ye!?" Harry punched again, "I'll give you a hand delivered sword through your chest. Or I might make you walk the plank. Or even better how about both?" Harry slaps his right hand across Frederick's bruised and bloodied face again, "do ye understand?!" Harry shakes him, "I said, do you understand!?" Frederick nods and Harry throws Frederick's limp body down onto the sand, "good." Harry turns around and sees me. All of his anger releases and he immediately runs over to me. He takes me into a hug. He pulls away just enough to caress my cheeks, "did he hurt you?" I shake my head holding his wrist, "you came at just the right time actually." He pulls me back in and tightens his grip, "it doesn't matter now. I'm here for you and I've wanted to do that for the longest time." He laughs a bit, "you don't even know." We hug for a bit longer until we pull away and I notice his hand bleeding a lot and wounds that were oozing. I quickly grab his right hand, "oh no, you're bleeding. Badly." Harry takes his hand back and looks at it, "holt shit! I didn't even notice." I start to pull him by his wrist back to his place so I can get him cleaned up. He quickly grabs his hook that he dropped by the dock and drops it, "ah." He picks it back up with his left hand instead and I raise an eyebrow. He smiles, "I usually pick it up with my right hand then switch. Not used to bleeding wounds when I pick it up." I smile back, "well come with me and I'll fix that." He jogs up to me and puts his injured hand around my shoulders as we head back to his place. When we arrived to Harry's place, Captain Hook was sleeping so we snuck to Harry's room. Usually we wouldn't sneak, but this time we didn't want him awake because we wouldn't want to explain what just happened. Captain Hook loved me like a daughter and if he found out Chernobog and his son will be no more. We got to Harry's room and I sat him down. I went to the bathroom to get the first aid kit. When I returned he had laid his hook beside him and was holding his right hand up with his left. I pulled a chair over and sat in front of him. I started to clean the wounds and he took sharp breaths. "Sorry" I sort of squeaked out while I was steadily cleaning them up one by one. "It's fine." He gets out through gritted teeth. I finish up the cleaning and put pressure on each cut. He grunts at all of them and I laugh a little, "don't be such a big baby." I look up and he looks down at me and smiles, "I'm so lucky to have you as a best friend." I look back down, "well if it wasn't for you I would have had to have what would've just happened on my mind for the rest of my life." I look back up at him, "I owe you a huge thank you." He sighs, "that's what friends are for. We have each other's back. No one else will." I finish up with the last cut and wrap them in a bandage. I put the kit aside and look at him, "we're never talking about what happened ever again." Harry nods, "understood." He pats the spot next to him and I shake my head, "I really got to be getting home." Harry quickly stands up, "I'll walk you." I start walking out of his room, "that'll be a good idea." Harry grabs his hook and we leave. He did as he always did before I started dating Frederick and walked me home. I missed it. He'd always wait behind at least one block because my mom hated him, but if she knew what he just did she probably wouldn't. But she wasn't going to know. Uma wasn't going to know. Captain Hook wasn't going to know. No one was going to know. Only me, Harry, and Frederick will ever know.