Chapter 4: Mean words

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'Oh I'm so screwed.'

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So I'm not even going to mention what he did to me, but lets just say that right now I have a bruised cheek and eye. Yeah that's right he freaking punched me. So much for being a man. I lay in the corner of the room in the same position I've been in for the past day after the Harry situation. I feel numb right now, never has anyone put their hands on me like that. As for Harry, he kind of has been a bit guilty feeling but I haven't been responding to him, so basically ignoring him but when I won't reply after a bit he would just get angry then leave, but not forgetting to slam the door on his way out. Surprisingly it didn't fall off every time he did which was frequently. I haven't heard from Louis or should I say Superman...naah...I shouldn't. He was kinda my only hope to getting out of here but as I sat in the corner I started thinking a bit. Why did Harry take me in the first place like, why me of ever one else, maybe I am just a slut that he wanted a good time with but wouldn't sluts willingly agree do this like I don't so if he tries anything again I'm considering it rape. Ok now I'm rambling. I heard the door open. Oh here we go again "Here's food if you want to eat" he said glumly. Wow what slapped him through the face...Oh yeah me haha. Ok ok I know I shouldn't be joking around like that but I mean can I help it I was the punny joke maker.."Are you going to eat or sit there whole day, not that I mind. More peace and quiet for me but I don't want to be the one responsible for you starving yourself to death."Now that's what pissed me off, he never knows what to say. Why is that..? Oh yeah, he's too much of a douchebag to know what to say. Has anyone ever told him that he is the ultimate assbag. I guess not...eh. He stood there for a while, his eyes piercing my skin as if he was trying to look into my soul. He stood there for a while before whispering under his breath "Bitch".Now that stung I'm not gonna lie. I sat there as he left putting the bag of food on the bed then leaving after he said what he had. A tear rolled down my cheek. Why me? Why do things always happen to me. Wow I guess bad things just do happen to good people. I just need to escape here sooner or later before I lose my mind...maybe sooner.

Sorry for the short chapter,I'm really busy but I tried to update and lll keep on trying just for you my COOKIES and FUDGES.Pls comment or like to let me have some motivation❤

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