Things Fall Apart {Haylor}

Chapter 26

HARRY'S POV

"HOW FUCKING DARE YOU LAY YOUR FILTHY HANDS ON HER!"

I punched him in the jaw with all my strength. He stumbled backwards, blood running down his nose.

"I had a lot of fun playing with her...such a good girl! I didn't even needed to tie her!"

Sam laughs and claps his hands together. I've fucking had enough of his bullshit. I need to get Taylor out of this place right now.

I gave Sam another blow in the face and that's enough for him to black out. I scan the House and see a room at the end of the hallway. I ran there as fast as my feet could possibly take me, and pushed the door open.  The first thing I saw was a camera on a tripod.

Right. He said he was making a sex tape.

I roughly threw it onto the ground, stepping on it, smashing the camera and of course the memory card. But when I look to the bed, my heart stops. Taylor.

She's laying there, lifeless. She must be drugged. Her lips are pale, eyes closed. There are big bruises on her body and blood scattered all over her. I realize her left eye is covered in blood. It's bruised and swollen. It looks terrible. My eyes slowly looked down at her lower torso and all I saw was blood. Most of it has dried up, but there was still fresh blood stains. I quickly looked away as tears stung my eyes.

"Shit."

I mumbled through my breath. Tears threatening to pour out of my eyes as I knelt beside the ugly, dirty mattress.

"Oh baby..."

I couldn't hold my tears back anymore. They flow down my cheeks freely as I gently brushed Taylor's messy blonde locks. Her face was full of bruises and her left eye looked even worse when I looked at it closer. She must've burst a vein in her eye, that's why it's bleeding so much.

Taylor looks so drained down and lifeless. She's not moving one bit, except for her chest that's rising up and down weakly. I quickly take my coat and shirt off, slowly covering her bare body not wanting to injure her any further.

It was the winter season and the weather was currently under 5 degrees. Sure, I was cold without my shirt on. But Taylor definitely needed it more. She had no fucking clothes on except for my shirt and thick coat over her pale, bruised, bloody, cold body.

"I'm going to get you out of here..."

I wiped my tears and leaned down to place a light kiss on her swollen cheek. My strong arms snaked around her fragile body and lifted her up slowly. She seemed to have woken up slightly from the pain and started whimpering and groaning. My heart broke at how helpless she sounded. She must be in a tremendous amount of pain right now. Especially in her abdominal area.

"Shh...I've got you. Nobody can hurt you now. I'm here...I'm here."

I cooed in her ear and kissed her forehead. Quickly, I kicked open the door and walked out of this disgusting house. Not forgetting to kick Sam's lifeless body once more before leaving. Taylor's body was shivering vigorously and tears started streaming down her bruised face. That only made me more heartbroken...tears welled up in my eyes as I reassured her with safety.

"It's okay Taylor... We're already out of that stupid house...I'm bringing you home now okay? Shh...you're safe from that bastard."

A gush of cold win hit both of our bodies and I couldn't help but shiver. Don't forget I was shirtless... The car was a few steps away so I walked there faster, and opened the door. At first I wanted to place Taylor in the front seat. But I soon realized her lower area was too sore to sit on. I need to lie her down somewhere...