I was walking upstairs when I heard Kyle. "Damn it! Ok I'll be there tomorrow. Can I take the day off Monday than... Ok thanks." He hung up and I went back down stairs. "Everything ok?" He nodded. "I have to go work at the café tomorrow morning till about 10 p.m. because there is a wedding party." I nodded. "But I get the day off Monday so I can drive you to work!" I nodded. "Sounds good to me! Night babe!" "Night sexy!" I crawled into bed and fell asleep.
My arms and legs were tied down on the bed when I woke up. I tried to loose the ropes because I couldn't feel my arms and legs. I saw the door open and close. "Oh look who's awake!" "Chris please let me go!" I said. "I don't really want to. But I will do something else." He cut my shirt off and roamed over my body. I was scared. "My baby. I love you." I shook my head. "I don't love you." "Oh! You don't? I'll change that." He walked out but came back with cinnamon. Just plain cinnamon. He grabbed my face and forced it in my mouth than duck taped my mouth closed. I wanted to spit it out so much. "Swallow it bitch!" It was taking all the moisture out of my mouth. I wanted to throw up. I swallowed it and he took the duck tape off. "Thirsty?" He had a familiar bottle of something. Hydrochloric Acid. He shoved it down my throat and I could feel it go into my stomach. I didn't feel good. I started to throw up blood. My face started to get covered by it. He cut my legs and arms free. I couldn't feel them. Blood kept coming up. I saw Chris in the door way. "You know. Love hurts." He held up a bat but it on the end, it was wrapped with barbed wire. He walked over to me and stood in a batting position. "Batter up!" He yelled. He swung and-
I sat up and screamed and started to cry. "I'm here! This time I have a bat!" Kyle said as he jumped into my room. I laughed. "Oh gurl. Why you crying?" I shook my head. "I need these dreams to go away!" He hugged me. "Want me to sleep in here tonight with you?" He asked. "If its not a bother." "Gurl! You my best girlfriend! Why would it be a bother! I be right back." He walked out but came back. He had a blanket and his own pillow. "Ok, scoot over." I did and he laid down. "I won't let Chris or your mother come back and take you. If they try than we will go live under a rock, if its the last thing I do, damn it!" I smiled. "Thanks Kyle. Night pumpkin." I said. "Night sexy ass." I looked at him. "What?" I shook my head and fell asleep. When I woke up, I saw the time. 8 a.m. Kyle was gone. I jumped in the shower and threw on some sweats and a t-shirt. I wasn't really hungry. I dried my hair and straightened it. Once done, I heard the door bell ring. I got kind of scared. I walked over to the door and took in a deep breath. He stood in front of me. I thought I wouldn't see him again but I was wrong.
YOU ARE READING
What Hurts The Most (A Harry Styles Fan-Fiction)
FanfictionIvey Webb is a 19 year old American who was abused by her mother and ex boyfriend, Chris Roberts. So Ivey moved to London with her gay best friend Kyle Steve. Once they move into their flat, they learn from a neighbor of theirs that there is a famou...