Washed (A One Direction fanfiction)(Original)

Chapter 10- Hannah

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AUTHOR"S NOTE!!!!!

ok so i was super excited to upload so i did it even though i was like the only one who commented.:..( Oh well here it is...

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When I was talking to Zayn I felt like I could tell him anything. He’s the only person I’ve ever told a secret to that wasn’t a relative or Lulu. I don’t know. There was just something about him that made me feel comfortable. When I started to tell him about James I fought the tears hard. I didn’t want to seem like a baby in front of him. I managed until the end of the story. I looked to Zayn and he was about to give me a hug when I got punched in the face. Instantly I tasted blood and my head began to pound. My vision went fuzzy and I fought the urge to pass out. I didn’t want Zayn to deal with John by himself. He had no idea who or what he was dealing with. I started to speak, but it came out as a moan. I felt like a zombie who was speechless. I tried again and I barely mustered,

“Don’t bother…….Zayn……he’s…..not….worth…it……” I mumbled. I saw a figure come towards me. I thought it was Zayn when I got kicked in the stomach. I was hurting and I threw up in my mouth. I was disgusted. I was sitting there in my swim suit with my head injured and my stomach kicked. I probably wouldn’t be able to walk tomorrow if I survived. I felt someone next to me and I tried to flinch and be ready for the impact but it was Zayn. I heard another punch get thrown and I felt Zayn bob. I knew that John had hit him and hard. I finally was beginning to see and I saw Zayn get up. The world was spinning and I kept fighting the urge to zone out. I focused on John’s mouth and I think he said, “Does pretty boy want to fight now??” I saw Zayn get super ticked off. He didn’t deserve to be punished for hanging out with me. I tried to speak again.

“Stop…John…..please….” I pleaded to John as I looked him in the eyes. I felt spit hit my face and I figured it was a no. Suddenly I was thrown over John’s shoulders and I wanted to puke. He smelled like booze and cigarettes. That doesn’t surprise me. They’re probably drunk. It’s happened before…

Flashback

“Where do you think you’re going??” John asked me as I was walking to the pier. The breeze was blowing during the middle of the night and I instantly recognized the scent of alcohol on him. My father is a huge drinker and I knew what drunks were capable of doing.

“Leave me alone John.” I told him as I continued walking, but a little faster.

“Come on Hannnnnnnnnnnahhhh lettssss havveee soommmmmeee fuuuuunnnnn.” He slurred to me as he grabbed my wrist. His breath reeked and I clawed at his arm. We were near the dock and I realized I had my bracelet on. I fought him and we were almost in when he kissed. Me. He. Frikin. Kissed. Me. I threw up and he immediately pulled away.

“WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!?!?!” he yelled as I was laughing. He scrambled to me and I moved to the side at the last second. He fell in the water. Seconds later as I was walking away John’s gang showed up and began to beat me up. They called me names and my self-esteem just plummeted. I cried as I was on the ground left to die. I had bruises and cuts everywhere. I didn’t have the strength to stand. I used my arm to drag myself to the dock. ‘If I could just make it…’

But I didn’t because I was thrown in by John. I tried to breath and I realized that I had my bracelet on. I was drowning. Quickly, I scrambled to tug my bracelet off and I couldn’t get it off. I tried to swim but my arms and legs wouldn’t move. Reality hit me and I realized that I was going to drown. I felt something that I’ve never felt before and the seaweed tugged at my wrist. They moved my bracelet off and I became a mermaid. I saw my pink and blue tail below me and I could breathe. I felt like I couldn’t gasp enough breath to satisfy my lungs. I swam far away from the dock and I figured that John thought I was dead. As I went deeper and deeper I followed the path to my house. It was ten and I crept into my front door as quietly as possible.

“Where have you been young lady??” my father asked. He was sitting in his chair with a vodka bottle in his hand. I was amazed that he hasn’t passed out yet.

“I was out.” I told him.

“You liar!!! Filthy little brat!!!” my dad screamed as he slapped me. He took off his belt and lashed me. I cried and he kept drinking. I couldn’t scream because my voice was hoarse from the pain of John. I realized that my wounds from John had healed, but father was making new ones from his belt. Suddenly I heard my mother yawn and she looked over here and told him to stop. They never got along really well but mom was a better mother when she was drunk. She took care of me and told me things about her past and dad’s past.

“Get to your room and stay there!!” She yelled at me and pulled my hair. I muttered under my breath and I got one more lashing from father. I didn’t enjoy using the terms ‘mother’ and ‘father’ because they weren’t my real parents. They didn’t even know about me being a mermaid. The only people who knew were me and my real parents wherever they were. I walked up to my room that night and I poured my thoughts into my diary. I cried myself to sleep again for another night.

End of flashback

I felt Zayn wrap his body around mine to protect me from the bottles and garbage that was being thrown at us. I wanted to speak to him but I couldn’t muster a word. It felt like my vocal cords had been scratched out by sandpaper. My head was throbbing and I still felt like I was going to throw up. I felt the van come to a top and goose bumps formed on my arms. I was scared of where John might’ve taken us. He could take us to the bar, club, and his hideout, anywhere really. He practically owned the town since his dad was the mayor. I saw the van door slide open and Zayn’s grip tightened around me. I knew he didn’t want me to get hurt.

“Let her go and you’ll be let off easy.” I heard John growl at Zayn. Zayn looked to me and I shook my head yes.

“No. I won’t let you hurt this innocent girl.” Zayn said standing up to John. He got right in his face and I could see that John was scared of Zayn. Even though I have only known them for a day I could tell Zayn or any of the boys would protect me. They felt like the brothers I never had. I tried to get up but my brain was befuzzled and I couldn’t move anything. I looked to the pier and I realized that I was only a few yards away… I motioned for Zayn to come closer. He came to me while John was talking to his group about what they were going to do to us.

“Get…..to………wahhh..” I mustered.

“Water?” Zayn asked finishing my sentence. I nodded.

“Why??” He continused to ask.

“Trust..” I whispered. “Jump in….with…….me…………take….bracelet…” I pointed to my seashell bracelet. Zayn was a little confused but he obeyed. I would be too. I knew what I was doing was risky but I had to chance showing Zayn I was a mermaid if it would save us from John.

“Ready??” Zayn asked as he picked me up bridal style.

“Yes. Stay……..closeeee...” I warned. He nodded and whispered, “3...2...1..” then we were off. It took John by surprise and he didn’t have time to catch us as Zayn lept off the pier and we were in the water. I immediately felt the wounds healing and I looked to Zayn and he was in shock…..

“Great.” I said as I grabbed his arm and we swam off.

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AUTHOR"S NOTE!!!!

ok so another cliffhanger. hehe i like this.. being evil is fun because i want to know how much you guys want this. i feel like only one or two people actually care. i need three comments, four votes and thirty reads. if i can do that then i will pee my pants or do something stupid and film it for you guys. Give me suggestions on what to do ;D thanks for reading!!!

-HANNAH THE MERLEPRECORN