Fading Smiles

Chapter 2

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Chapter 2:

"I can make you happy, love."

He pushed me up against an old brick wall, me doing as he ordered so he wouldn't hurt me.

What did I do to deserve this? Really the only hope I had left was turning to God. He has really been there for me throughout everything. Everything happens for a reason, so I should at least try praying for the best.

"Dear God, I know I'm not the most behaved child, but I've been through so much already, if you could just do me this one huge favour, I won't ask for another one. Please let me go from this wasted man somehow and than I'll know all those times I've prayed, it was actually you and not some coincidence. Amen."

I'm thinking about how this may be the last time I breathe in oxygen, how this may be the last salty tear that I shed, how this may the last time my heart pumps my dark red blood.

"Get in the car now, whore." The guy demanded. I got in the car, parked on the road right away, not wanting to get hurt.

I heard some chains coming from the man's pocket. He pulled out some old-looking, rusty handcuffs. Of course the worst happens, like in the movies, when I get handcuffed to the car door. The rust chips off, burning my skin as I try to get comfortable in the handcuffs.

I finally built up my courage.

"Where the hell are we going? You know you are bloody drunk! God! Why?" I screeched.

"Oh wow! Slut finally got some courage to speak to the big guy! And by the way, we're going to be breaking tables soon babe." He hissed, winking at me.

"You disgust me." I nervously whisper.

"Good, sweetheart." He says, slurring his s.

As soon as the headlights turn on, a tall, brunette, curly haired figure is standing right in front of the car with his eyebrows furrowed and sweaty curls in his face hidden by the dark shadows.

The man cussed under his breath while the curly haired man is pacing up to the drivers side of the car.

He pulls the door open forcefully and drags the drunken man out by the collar, almost ripping his varsity jacket.

He pounded him up against the car and roared at him.

"Zayn, what the hell is your freaking problem? I thought I told you not to touch another young lady!? And you're supposed to be sober, but I see that's not working out."

Zayn... I even get the chills now knowing his name.

"Lad, we were just having a little fun, weren't we babe?" He asks winking at me.

I can't turn towards him or even answer him knowing he has done this to other girls.

"If you don't give me the keys to the handcuffs and get out of here, I will call the police and have you locked up again."

Zayn tossed him the keys and took off swiftly like a cool breeze, and was gone down the road in a matter if seconds.

Curly hair opens up my door and unlocks me as quickly as possible. I rub my wrists in pain noticing that they're bleeding.

"Oh dear, here, wipe it off with my jacket."

"I really don't want to rui..."

"I insist," He cuts in.

"Where are you going? I can drop you off where ever."

"I guess I don't really know where I'm going, I- I'm just running free from my problems." I stutter shyly.

"So I'm guessing you don't have anywhere to go... I have an extra bedroom."

I start to feel dizzy and very weak, like I may puke. That's when I notice that I haven't been putting pressure on the wounds on my wrists and blood is sliding down my hand, making me shiver. In a snap I fall hard to the ground.

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*NEXT MORNING*

I wake up in a hospital bed with that same boy slouching in a seat next to me, with a worried look on his face, staring right at me.

"I don't think we've properly met yet, I'm Harry. Trust me, I'm not an accident of nature like that guy Zayn."

"I'm Hayden, Hayden Saint Clair," I said pushing the words out of groggy throat.

"Let's hope you aren't an accident of nature." I said jokingly.

Harry has a smirk across his face making me feel, what's the word, protected.

He really is my angel sent from above.

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