Saved (a harry styles fan fic)

Part 19

Ally's POV

I waited in that dark, dirty room for hours. Right up until it became late at night, but I wasn't sure what time it actually was. Because I was still bounded at my hands, feet and mouth, I couldn't really explore the room. But, from what I could see, the room had three doors; the one they dragged me through, one that led to a bathroom, and one that I assumed was the back door of the building.

The carpet was green and itchy and had many stains on it, which I assumed were blood. It was obvious to me at this point, that this was the room used for all their "products", as they call the girls they used.

All of a sudden the door swung open and Grant, with his back turned to me, wobbled in. I leaned my head foreword to better see what was going on, and as Grant turned and walked past me, I saw the recognizable red headed girl named, Rachel, being dragged through the room with blood trailing down her broken and battered body. She tried to warn me. Could this be the result of her kind actions?

"She tried to escape. Take this as a lesson." Said Grant as he dragged her through the back door.

It was no secret to me that she was obviously dead, and as that dawned on me, i realized that could be me. If I don't kill Charlie tonight, my fate is set in stone.

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Harry's POV

Because it was the dead of the night, nobody would see what we were doing outside the casino. They pulled me to a motel across the street, that they apparently owned as well.

They tied my hands up with rope and sat me on the bed of the dingy hotel room, and left a guard at the door to keep watch of me.

I hope Ally is devising a plan to take care of Charlie as easy as possible. I hope she knows i'll always be there for her no matter what happens here tonight. I will save her, if I have to pay with my own life.

Ally's POV

Boom! The back door of the room swung open and in walked Charlie. The door opened for about 3 seconds giving me enough time to see what was out back. An empty parking lot.

Charlie rushed to my side and unleashed me from my bounds.

"Time to test my newest product.." He said while trailing his fingers up and down my legs. An evil smirk plastered his disgusting face. "Don't even bother trying to escape princess, these doors are locked...damn you're sexy."

He stood me up and walked us over to the sea of dirty white sheets on the bed. He laid himself down in the middle and pulled me on top, straddling my legs to either side of his fat torso. He leaned up and began to press sloppy kisses all over my neck and jawline, harshly sucking on my delicate skin here and there. He rested his back to the mattress again, scanning my body up and down.

"Strip, slut." He said, running his hands down the side of my body and forcing me to rock my hips back and forth.

A tear slid down my cheek as I slowly removed my t-shirt. His eyes grew dark with lust and dug his fingers deep into my skin, leaving bruises.

His grin grew bigger as I reached inside the top of my sports bra. But he got much more then expected..

My right knew drove into his crotch with brute force and my one hand grabbed both of his wrists and pinned them above my head. He only seemed to enjoy it.

"You like it rough, there , do you?" He said attempting to lean up and kiss me.

I slammed him back down with my free hand and and unveiled the knife, buried beneath my sweaty fingers.

I trailed the blade lightly across his neck. "This would be a little too rough for you Charlie. By the way..." I leant down and whispered in his ear as his eyes grew wide with fear, "I'm not some fucking product!" I said forcefully swiping the knife deeply into and across his neck. His neck relaxed and fell to his right shoulder. His scarlet liquid soaked my hands as I stared at them in horror. I quickly wiped them on Charlie's shirt and pulled my t-shirt back on.

Even though I hated Charlie with a burning passion, killing him was the hardest thing I've ever done. Seeing the life wash right out of his body. Ending a human being's journey on this earth. Tears fell like a waterfall as I stumbled off the bed, staring at the dead man in front of me. The sight of this blood is really having an effect on me, seeing that my vision is becoming fuzzy and my head feeling lighter.

I tripped back wards over my own feet, slamming my head into the wall and falling to the floor. And everything around me, turned black.