Her Guardian (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

1: Demons

"But with the beast inside, there's nowhere we can hide."

Song: Demons.

Artist: Imagine Dragon.

Anastasia's POV:

Achiness in my head caused a loud groan to escape my lips. I turned my exhausted figure in order to find a comfortable position. The old and small bed caused the soreness to get worse in my back. I tried to push myself from the bed, as I let a loud cry to escape my lips. Memories from last night crushed my thoughts causing the pain to get worse. The hatred I have toward my father grow every single day, his behavior toward my mother and I made my stomach twist in fear. His voice always reminds me of an angry storm, his presence reminds me of some kind of heartless monster, and his eyes are always holding hate toward his family. I always tried to convince myself that he is my own father, he only did this, since he wanted a good future for his only daughter, but each day he showed me that it wasn't true.

I looked around my small bedroom, eyeing carefully my broken closet where I hid my cheap outfits. I turned my gaze to the small window, which overlook at the country horizon, to see flowers and trees that keeps me occupied in my unhappy days and sleepless nights. A small tear left my eyes when his voice from the previous night caught my ears as thoughts crushed my mind.

I started to work, when I was ten yeas old in order to get money. I left school leave school in such an early age, my father thought education wont help me at all, because children should work and give their parents money rather than to spend the whole day in the so called school, although he was completely mistaken.

I loved school, I used to have the first grade which made him angry, he used to beat me every single night, since I was smarter than him. I finally gave up from my selfishness and obeyed my father's orders, I went to work with my uncle in his farm. I worked as well with my other uncle, but it was beyond my abilities, the hard work in such an early age got me exhausted. My mother tried to convince my father to go and work instead of me, the only answer she got was yelling and beating. However, I whipped the tears away from my red cheeks, as my father's voice broke my thoughts leaving chills to rose all over my body in panic, again.

"Anastasia, come outside." He yelled as I shakily left my body up from the bed.

"Alright father." I answered him whisperingly.

The scene in front of me made my stomach twist in nervousness as I eyed them carefully. There was my father sitting in our modest living room with Mr.Barnabas. This man was well known at our small town, everyone knew that he worked in illegal things such as selling drugs and weapons. They were in a deep conversation, they immediately stopped when they noticed me walking nervously and shyly toward them.

"Where this girl was hidden Mr.Watson, she will make you get loads of money." Mr.Barnabas' rough voice spoke which made a gasp to escape my lips. His voice sent shivers all over my body. I jerked my gaze from the ground to meet his gloomy look capturing mine, the oddly look his face was holding made me jerk my attention from him straight away as I stood up next to the table uncomfortably.

"I thought so, but she'll have to stop being stubborn." My father spoke mockingly as I felt tears started to run over my cheeks but I stopped them immediately, I shouldn't cry, I should stay strong and gather my strength to face him. I thought to myself.

"She will be one soon Mr.Watson." The heartless man spoke again with a loud laugh, which made me clinch my jaw in a disgusting way. My heart was beating fast as I couldn't believe that this man before me happens to be my father, he was willing to let his daughter to lose her innocence just in order to get money. I felt a salty tear down my cheeks which made the pain in my stomach to only get bad.