Tortured (complete)

Chapter 37

Chapter 37

Jaycie's pov:

I wake up again in Harry's arms. I inhale his scent and grip his t-shirt in my hands. His soft perfect lips plant a soft kiss on my forehead.

"What time is is?" He asks in a raspy morning voice.

"9:34" I say.

"Ugh, Des said he needs me at 10 this morning," he says. He sounds a bit distressed at the thought. Nervous.

He brings me closer and rubs my back up and down.

"I'll be back soon," he says.

I groan and pull away. I hope he does because I'm scared half to death that Jake will come back while he's gone.

"Don't leave this room," he says softly as he slips off the bed and heads to the bathroom. I sit up in the bed and wrap the covers around myself an slowly nod my head. He closes the door and I already feel nervous. My heart is beating and my palms are sweating. I want to beg him not to leave but then he'll suspect something. I don't want anything to happen to him.

Five minutes later, Harry walks out of the bathroom wearing only his boxers. He starts to rummage through the cabinets to find his clothes. He walks over to the nightstand and pulls out his watch. I watch as he bends down to pick up the pillow on the floor. My eyes are practically burning holes into his perfect body. When he stands up he catches me staring and smirks at me. His body turns around so he's facing me completely. My eyes travel down to his boxers and I blush averting my eyes. Harry starts to walk closer and tilts my chin to look back into his eyes. They glisten as he stares into mine and my heart starts to beat faster by the second. He pulls my legs and puts them to hang on the side of the bed and he stands directly in front of me. His forehead touches mine and he places a gentle kiss on nose. A small giggle escapes my lips and all of my nerves are gone. Momentarily. His lips touch mine. His movements are slow and he wraps his arms around my waist to hold me. My arms find their way to his neck and both of our eyes flutter closed. His hand runs down and up my side but his lips never go faster, but they go more passionate with every passing second. I tug at his hair and we smile into the kiss. He laughs and he pecks my lips before pulling his face away from mine. He rubs his nose teasingly against mine and I laugh.

"Do you have to go," I whine.

He sighs and sits down next to me keeping one arm around my waist.

"I'll be back soon. I promise," he says.

I nod and give him a kiss on the cheek.

"Go," I say.

He hesitates and looks at me with a look of distress in his eyes.

"I'll be fine," I reassure him.

He still seems unsure but nods his head and kisses my forehead. I'm actually not sure if I'll be fine. I have no idea if Jake will show up. I just hope Harry comes back quickly. He goes back into the bathroom to finish getting ready. I start to count in my head. I don't know why. But I do. 1 2 3 4 5. I get up to 156 when Harry gets back out.

"Don't leave this room," he says. It's not demanding though. More like pleading. I nod and give him a weak smile. I hope my lips aren't trembling. He walks over to me and puts my hands in his. His eyes look pained. He gives me a soft kiss and leaves. I curl my knees up to my chest and just sit, watching the door. If Jake walks in I might lose it. I don't understand how it has come to this with him. How could he hate me so much to do this to me.

The door burst open and Jake walks in. He walks over to me but keeps a distance between us as he sits down on the bed.

He looks like he's suffering. I start to shake a bit and he looks down at me.

"Please," he begs,"don't be afraid of me." His hand reaches for my leg and he strokes it at the knee. I start to tremble more but I can't seem to speak. His eyes shut hard and they don't open again for a while. They open again and he pushes me down against the bed. His hands skim up and down my body. I wince and he immediately stops looking up at me with worried eyes. What does it matter to him? All of our clothes are removed and he brings his lips to my ear before he begins.

"I'm sorry," he mumbles.

*after*

Jake stands up and leaves the room quickly. I can't stop the tears as they fall down my face. I tug at my hair. Rip off the shirt he put back on me, disgusted. I feel disgusting. I want to fall off the edge of the earth. My body is trembling.

The door bursts open again and Harry walk in. His facial expression turns from worry to confusion to anger within seconds. My heart start to beat out of my chest and his grip tightens on the door handle. His breathing increases and I can practically see steam coming out of his ears. He runs out of the room and the door slams behind him. Oh god.

Harry's pov:

I walk back from my fathers office and down the hall. He can't make me do this to that girl. Bringing here would kill me. Seeing her. Her not knowing what's coming next. To hate me for bringing her. I promised myself I would never hurt another girl. But I have. I've brought Jaycie here. It's all my fault. She refuses to believe it but it is. And now I'm about to do it three times. I tug at my hair and feel my emotions eating away at me. I turn the corner to the hallway where my room with Jaycie is. They don't let her out of that room. She can't even see her family. She doesn't even know what's going on with them. Her father is being forced to work here. For what, I don't know but nothing here is good.

I watch my feet as I walk until I hear a door slam. My head jolts up. Jake is standing in front of my room with Jaycie. He looks stressed. Angry. He runs a hand through his hair and I think I see a tear roll down his cheek before he bolts down the hall.

Why was he in our room. My heart starts to race and I run to our room. I burst into the room and look in all directions. I find Jaycie on the bed with all of her clothes ripped off and on the floor. Her eyes are bloodshot and tears stain her cheeks. He touched her. He fucking put his hands on my girl. Anger boils inside of me and my grip tightens on the door. My breathing increases as my chest rises and falls heavily. I run out of the door and down in the hall. I'm going to kill him. Hard.

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