Pyschopath ||•Harry Styles•||

27:Yes Girl.

Raelynn

It was time for me to go back with Harry again. He'll be here soon and then we're leaving to go back to his house.

I was playing a game on my new phone when it started ringing.

I answered. "H-hello." I whispered into the phone.

"Kitten, be ready when I get there we are leaving right away. I don't want to wait so be at the door. Understood?"

"Yes, Harry." I sighed, he hung up. I didn't want to leave his mother, I loved it here, I was and felt safe here.

"Don't worry, dear. I'll be sure that he brings you back often." Mrs. Styles said as if she read my mind.

I nodded and stuffed my phone in my pocket.

We heard a horn honk outside, I looked out the window to see Harry outside. I stood and gave Mrs. Styles a hug before leaving the house. I got into Harry's car and I could feel his annoyance in the air.

"I told you I didn't want to wait!!" He huffed before pulling out of the driveway. "I give you a little bit of free time and you come back being disobedient, do you need a punishment?"

"N-no. I'm sorry, I was giving your mom a hug and saying goodbye." I said timidly.

"Whatever."

"Why do you have to be so mean? Why are you such an asshole?" I snapped.

Oh shit.

"What the fuck did you just say to me?" He said, my eyes were wide and I was scared but I wasn't going to back down from him.

"What did I ever do to you? You always beat me up and say cruel things to me, why?! All I ever wanted from you was a job but you tricked me, you fucked with my heart and now you're physically and mentally trying to hurt me." I spat.

He gripped the steering wheel and sped up so we could get home faster. It was obvious he hadn't yet taken his medicine like his mother asked and I doubt if he ever would. But right now I was tired of his bullshit. He needs to control himself.

We pulled into his driveway sooner than I thought we would. He was out of the car in a flash and pulling me out the car by my hair faster. He dragged me into the house. I was screaming for him to let go telling him that he was hurting me. He didn't care, he threw me on the floor making me hit my head.

"Harry!! Stop!!" I cried holding the back of my head.

"You think you can talk to me like that and expect me not to do anything." He laughed, he slapped me before wrapping his fingers around my neck choking me. I coughed and choked out pleads for him to let go.

He released my neck. "You need to have control of yourself, Harry. Just let me go." I cried. "Just let me go."

He stared at me, his breathing was erratic, his eyes looked wild. He looked like he was about to kill me.

"I won't do it anymore, I figured you out, Harry. You'll never change. You're a psychopath. And I'm not gonna be your yes girl anymore."

My throat burned as I said those last words. My very last words before he went wild on me. Kicking, punching, choking, I was getting it all. And before I knew it, all I could see was pitch black.

"I do it because I love you." Was what he kept repeating as he beat me.