Roses of Possession (BOOK 1 || EDITING)

12: Damaged

☪Dark and Mysterious Love Trilogy:

"Roses of Possession"

12: Damaged

The door was slammed shut by Harry's anger. He carefully placed Jane on bed and created a wind when he locked the door to make sure no one could enter; to make sure no one saw. What a shame could it have been to let the commoners know what Zayn did to his supposed queen.

But, Harry care less about what others might think. All he has in mind was Jane.

He sat beside Jane, heart breaking into pieces at the sight. She was unstoppably crying. Her crystal tears were mixed with stains of blood and the corner of her lips that were once beautiful were now full of blood stains and cuts. Marks were on her arms and bruises topped the state of the woman.

Harry couldn't ignore this anymore. He tried ignoring the marks Zayn left Jane's wrist and he tried ignoring the fact that Zayn's actually abusing the girl. For what he knows, Jane's beyond his property. He belongs to Zayn. But, what Zayn did? It was awful, horrible, cruel, unreasonable.

Jane sobbed, her knees folded up to her chest. Although she was wincing with pain as every muscle scream in protest when she moves, she can't help but sob and sniff. For once in her life, someone made her feel that way. Her father never gave a hand on her or neither does her mother. So what makes Zayn think he could? Is that because he knows he owns her now?

"Jane..." Harry softly whispers, his soft touch causing Jane to tense up. He shut his eyes and quickly opened them again. Thankfully, they changed color. Harry was never used of this. He was never used of hurting anyone or being the cause of someone else's wounds.

It was the first time his eyes changed color again after centuries. He did not know why but Zayn angered him so much. He was Harry's brother. Was hurting him even right?

"Jane, I'm sorry..." Harry gently placed his hand on top of hers. Unexpectedly, she didn't move nor spat it away. She stayed still and finally look up to be met by Harry's pained emerald orbs. She got lost in them automatically and it seemed to invite her into his comfort zone again.

She then wrapped her arms around Harry without a care on her bleeding cuts. Her face was buried on his chest, not wanting to let go. The vampire prince returned the action and tenderly rubbed her back. He let her cry and drown herself with tears. Harry knows it's the least he can do to make her feel okay.

"Harry... I.... I...-" Jane stammered in between sobs. She slowly leaned back on the headboard and bore her eyes on Harry's beautiful and calming ones.

"Shhh. Don't speak." Harry softly smiled. Slowly, he leans in till their faces are inches apart. Jane's heart was racing like never before. It was so full of jailed emotions. Harry carefully planted a sloppy kiss on the corner of her lips and within a second, the wound closed like nothing happened.

He then traced the marks on Jane's arms and wrist. "I wish, I could make them all go away..." He trailed off, meeting her eyes once again. "...the pain, the guilt, the hurt, everything. But, I'm just one ordinary vampire prince who can do nothing but watch Zayn's power over you. If I could take away the pain and put just a little smile on your face, I would."

"Why is he doing this to me?" Jane asked, drowning in Harry's pool of sincerity. She could feel every letter, every syllable, every word, they're all true. "Why does he want something so much from me?"

"You're bound to know soon..." Harry only replied.

"Why do say that every time? Why won't you tell me now? Harry, he's hurting me- no, he's killing me" Jane exclaimed, another ball of tear ran down her cheek.