Hard to Love

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

When they reached the light I was under I realized it wasn't the two boys I thought it was. I tried to turn around and run but they grabbed my coat collar and threw me onto the pavement. I fell with a thud and hit my head on the cold stony ground. The next thing I knew my clothes were being viciously ripped off by both the men, looking up I saw their eyes full of lust, clearly visible in the dim street light.

One was tall and skinny, the other of average height but strong and stockyly built. The tall one grabbed onto both my arms and held me down while the other continued to tear of my clothes. I twisted and turned while screaming trying to make it harder for them, but it was no use, they were too strong. I was now completely naked in the middle of this street, nobody in sight, nothing but a lamppost. I felt so vulnerable, so scared. My body was numb from the chilling air and goose bumps appeared all over my skin. I started to shake, my lip was frantically quivering as it turned a chapped blue colour, and all my emotions coming full circle.

I tried to push them off of me and the one holding my arms only held me tighter now. I tried to wiggle out of his grasp but I was too late. I felt a burst of pain surge through my whole body as he did the worst, he raped me. I screamed out in pain as he continued, my body completely not ready for this. It was actually happening to me, I felt my skin being ripped because of my virginity, like shocks going through my whole body. The pain intensified with every thrust the man gave un-wantingly to me. The other man holding my arms down started to laugh a deep throaty one as he waited for his turn to do what he pleases with me.

"Louis! Stella! Zayn! Help, someone help me!" I cried out for help over and over again before they covered my mouth, but it was no use, it was too late. One of the men tried to shut me up by delivering a horrid punch to my face. I laid there, starting to feel dizzy and lightheaded from the pain and everything started to go black. Those familiar little stars coming into sight as I felt my self loosing consciousness. More and more blows to my body while tears blurred my vision and the thought of dying here crossed my mind.

All of a sudden the guy in front of me was pushed over from the side by a figure. My eyes were filled with heavy tears and I couldn't see who it was. The man screamed out in pain as one of the figures beat him, hard. The second guy was pulled backwards by another figure, letting go of his grip on me. The two unknown figures let the two men run off, scared and badly beaten. I closed my eyes wincing in pain, every part of my body hurt. I couldn't move, it hurt too much. Maybe I'm dead, I thought to myself.

I felt someone pick my lifeless body up in a bridal style position and wrapped me with a coat. I opened my fearful eyes to find a familiar face. Relief washed over me as I barely made out the facial features of Harry.

"Oh, Harry." I whimpered, my voice only a whisper from all the screaming. I wrapped my arms around his neck feeling the tears come once again from moving just a little to hold onto him. The pain was increasing and my body was sore, like I had been ripped open from the inside out.

"I'm so sorry, Christina. I should have been with you. I'm so sorry, love." Harry's eyes started to tear up as he looked over my naked body, covered in blackening bruises, cuts, and blood.

"We should take her to the hospital. You need to go too mate, your knuckles are full of blood." An Irish accent spoke next to us. Niall was the second figure. I didn't bother opening my eyes, I didn't have the energy to. I knew it was Niall by his voice and that gave me comfort.

"No, I'm taking her straight home. I'll be fine and she will too, thanks for the help." Harry replied. He was just about to walk away when he turned back to Niall. "Oh, and don't mention this to anyone else. Let it stay between the two of us."

I risked the pain and opened my eyes, Niall nodded and walked the opposite direction back to the ice cream parlor. Harry walked in the direction of my flat and didn't say another word.

He looked down at me because I was staring up at him. He simply smiled and kissed my forehead, continuing to walk. I pointed to the secret spot where I kept my key and he opened the front door. My flat was dark and only the distant light from the lamppost across the street shown. He carried me straight up to my room and laid me on my bed, but I kept holding on to him not wanting to be alone. I was so warm when I was holding onto him, so close to his body. I didn't want to ever let go of him. He got the hint and sat next to me, running a hand through my tangled hair, lightly pulling combing out the knots.

"You should probably have a shower, love." Harry suggested. I nodded and groaned as he picked me up once more.

I flicked the light switch and Harry set me down on my feet, still holding my waist incase I fell. I grabbed a washcloth, slowly, and turned back around to see a horrified look on his face. I followed his eyes and saw nothing but blood on his shirt and hands. I looked down at my own body to see the red liquid still trickling down my legs. I'm pretty sure this isn't a normal thing that happens.

I didn't know how to react, all I did was broke down in that moment. Not speaking, not crying, just horrified. I fell to the floor and sat in a small puddle of my own blood. How embarrasing, this night cannot get any worse now. Harry watched me and bent down to my eye level, tilting my bruised chin up to look him in the eyes.

"You're going to be okay, baby." He said sternly, but I knew deep down he was trying not to crack. He was trying to be strong for me. He was trying to look like the light at the end of the tunnel, giving me assurance that I could get out of this. He was much more than just my life saver. He was my hope.

He brought me an aspirin and my water glass and then started the shower. Gently, he lifted me in and helped my get clean. Through all that, I still couldn't ignore the red water going down the drain. It was until I got out of the shower that the bleeding seemed to end.

Soon I was in a baggy t-shirt and my underwear laying in bed with the covers securely over me. I watched as Harry stripped out of his bloody shirt and his ruined jeans. After washing up himself, he kneeled at the side of my bed.

"H-how are you feeling?" He seemed hesitant, like this whole disaster finally sinked in.

"Tired." He nodded, agreeing with me and stayed quiet. "Thank you for saving me. I-I thought I was going to die there." My voice cracked at the end.

"Hey hey, you're fine love. It's all going to be fine. You're safe now in your bed. Everything is okay." Harry was quick to calm me down and his velvet smooth voice brought me ease as he rubbed my arm through the thin bed sheets.

"Can you stay the night, please? I-I don't wanna be alone tonight." I numbly asked him. His eyes were so bright green, they were beautiful and I wanted to look at them all night.

"Whatever you want. I'll be here whenever you need me Christina." His gentile words brought a sharp pain to my heart, only because I've heard those words many times before. But I simply nodded and closed my eyes as I felt him get in bed next to me. "Hey Christina?" I hummed in response, not bothering to open my tired eyes. "Were you a virgin?"

I felt my breath hitch in my throat. The realization hitting me once again and making the whole experience worse. "Yes." I squeaked, feeling my voice betray me.

Harry's arm wraped round me and tightened around my sore body in a comfoting way, and brought me even closer to his warm body. "Goodnight, beautiful."

I was slowly falling asleep with the presence of an angel next to me, holding me close. The gesture put me at ease and made me feel safe, and before I could count to 100, I was asleep.

A/N: Hi guys!  So happy you liked the last chapter, sorry it took so long to upload I really wanted this chapter to be good for you lot. I just want to say, please don't criticize this chapter. I told you in the prologue that I will be writing about personal experiences. No this did not happen to me, but to my dear friend. So please, do not be rude about it. That is all I ask. Hope you like it! Love you all!! Xxx

COMMENT CHALLENGE:

1. WYR wrestle with Liam or video chat with Zayn for an afternoon?

2. WYR work out with Harry or Niall?

These questions pertain to 1DDay that happened yesterday!! I loved it! Fave part was Harry exercising!! MMMMM ;)

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