Revive [Harry Styles]

Chapter Fifty-One

Harrys POV

"What no! Don't touch me!" Jesse starts jerking away from two guys who try grabbing her wrist.

"Leave her the fuck alone!" I shout. The pain on my wrist are killing me but I keep fighting it. "Don't do that!" I yell again my anger getting the best of me. I'll get you out baby.

"Stop please stop" Jesse whimpers out as they untie her and I see her fight against them slamming her fist on they're chest pushing with all her might. "Don't do this please" she begs with tears streaming down her face.

"Stop fighting bitch" one guy grips her arm tightly that she cries out in pain.

"Don't touch her or call her that mother fucker!" I say loudly. But the ignore me and I feel so hopeless. The love of my life is being brought to pain and I can't do anything about it.

They place her on a table and tie her arms over her head. The speed her legs apart and tie them in place to. I feel sick to my stomach they're gonna hurt my baby I know they are. I fight and fight scrap and scrap the rope trying to rip it.

One guy starts dragging his hand up her thigh slowly. And I almost throw up. "Stop! Don't touch her!" I yell again and again. Trying to break free.

"Please stop" Jesse's little voice says. It breaks my heart the guy only smiles and goes more higher.

The world stops when a loud boom fills the room and the guy falls to his knees. I look around trying to find where the gun shot came from. And her mom still holding the gun up high pointed at the space where the guy was standing.

"Don't touch my fucken daughter" is the only she says. Jesse still cries. And for that moment I feel relifed. He didn't get to hurt my princesse. We just need to make it out.

Another boom fills the room and down goes her mom. With a little yelp of pain.

"And what the fuck do you think you're doing?" Her dad says coming put from behind her. "Huh?" He basically shouts and kicks her hard in the stomach.

"You're a sick bastard" she barely says. "Don't touch her!"

"Oh and what are you going to do about it?" He questions. He raises his gun to her head and pulls the trigger. A pool of blood fills around her head. "Another one bites the dust"

I look down at the ground feeling nothing. She was our only hope. I don't have a gun. I'm not as strong as him. I'm sorry Jesse. I'm so sorry.

"Jim go get the supplies they're in the car" her dad barks out the orders. The man walks quickly out the room and slams the door shut being him.

"That shut fucken bitch how dare she go against me. After all the things I did for her" her kicks her lifeless body over and over again. "Stupid bitch!" He shouts kicking her. He eventually pulls out his gun again and shoots her three more times. In which I flinch in every one of them.

"What the fuck are you looking at bitch!" He calls out to Jesse. She sods out. Almost in a pleading way. "I'm asking you a fucken question!"

"I wasn't l-looking at at y-yo-you" and in all honestly it's impossible for her to look at him. But he's being a dick and attacking her for no reason.

I zone out and focus all of my attention and the little knife in my hand on the rope I need to cut now. I scrape and scrape I hear it cutting thru. Sweat drips down the side of my face and neck. But I focus. Stay calm. If I panic I'll lose focus and just mess everything up. So I move my hand as fast as I can. Cutting and cutting and more cutting. And a loud piercing scream fills the room in horror.