Broken ( Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 38

Chapter 38

Nico's POV

i slowly opened my eyes and Kyle's face startled me. My head was spinning and i was feeling nauseous again.

"Hey there sleepy. How are you feeling?" Kyle asked.

His question made me angry causing me to spit in his face. I watched him flinch as the spit landed right on his eye.

He wiped it off with his hand then said, "Well that was not very lady like."

He sighed then walked around the chair where i was restrained. He kept walking slowly in circles just staring at me. I could feel his eyes lurking upon my body and it was making me uncomfortable. I closed my eyes trying to focus on something other than him, but i kept hearing the sound of his footsteps and that made me nervous. He wasn't saying anything or didn't even seem angry because i spat all over his face. It bugged me not knowing what was on his mind. I wanted to know what his plan was. What did he want from me?

The sound of his footsteps stopped. I opened my eyes and didn't see kyle in front of me. I could only see his two minions standing by the door like guard dogs.

"Leave us alone," Kyle's voice from behind me frighten me.

His guard dogs nodded in sync then left the room leaving Kyle and i alone. I could feel my heart beat increasing and I felt nauseous once more. I felt his hands on my hair and he brushed it down with his fingers.

"You have beautiful silver hair. It reminds me of a precious silver silk blanket I once had," he said as he stroke my hair, "I loved that silky blanket because I would wrap it around my bare body kinda like this."

He twisted my hair around his arm then forcefully pulled my head back. I flinched and closed my eyes not wanting to see his face. I tried to control my breathing but i could feel my lungs fighting against me. His breathing was heavy. I could feel his hot musky breathe against my skin. The vile of vomit was forming in my throat once more, but I swallowed it back. I knew that if i threw up this would make him angry and he would hurt me. I wanted to stay alive.

"Your boyfriend is on his way here," he whispered in my ear.

Harry was coming. My heart automatically skipped a beat at the thought of him. It was an involuntary action when it came to him. My body and heart betrayed my thoughts when it came to him.

"He is going to bring me what i want from him in exchange for you. Isn't that wonderful? He is willingly coming here not knowing if this is a trap or not. He is willing to risk it for you. It makes me wonder...What's so special about you?" He said. My hair still wrapped around his arm. He then placed a wet kiss right below my ear.

I flinched. I closed my eyes tight as if closing them would make all of this go away. I pressed my lips together trying not to scream or cry. I couldn't show him how disgusted or bothered i was by him. I had to be strong and wait until Harry came.

He released my hair throwing my head to the side. I let my head fall down and i immediately felt the soreness on my neck. I opened my eyes and stared down at the ground. I took in a couple deep breaths trying to calm myself. Kyle's shoes then appeared in front of me and i began to panic once more.

I felt his hand right below my chin and he lifted my face so that i was staring back at him. He wasn't a bad looking guy, but his intense stare and demeanor scared me. His eyebrows burrowed into a V-shaped form making his stare intense. He then brought his bottom lip between his teeth and i swallowed nervously. He held my face squeezing my cheeks to make my lips pucker. I watched as he slowly began to lean in and i knew he was going to kiss me. I squirmed and watched as his teeth released his bottom lip ready to place his lips against mine. My heart pound against my chest afraid of what he would do to me and as his dirty lips touched mine i felt the tears begin to fall.

His rough hand traveled down to my chest groping one of my breasts and i whimpered.

"No, please don't," i begged.

I knew what his intentions were. He wanted to rape me.

His tongue forced itself into my mouth and i pressed my lips together attempting to fight it. My mouth was drenched in his saliva. His rough lips trailed forced kisses along my face. His dirty kisses followed down my neck and i could feel his hand traveling down my body and in between my legs. I gasped and shut my eyes tight trying to fight back the tears. A sting against my necked caused me to whimper and i realized he was leaving bite marks against my skin.

I tried my best to fight back the tears as he touched and groped me, but it was imposible. The tears escaped my eyes enraged that i wasnt able to defend myself. I felt hopeless.

"I'm going to have my way with you before your little boyfriend gets here," he whispered against mt skin.

"Please," i pleaded with tears still rolling down my face, "don't."

He ignored me. His hands moved down onto my thighs; tightly gripping them he forced my legs open. He knelt down in front of me so that his face was leveled between my thighs. I watched my chest rise and fall nervously and the tears kept streaming down. He began to unbutton my jeans and struggles to to pull them down.

"This would be easier if we were in bed," he said.

"Stop," i pleaded, again. Hoping he would listen this time.

"Oh darling, I'm juat getting started. Im gunna make you feel better than Harry ever will." He said laughing.

I closed my eye tight not wanting to see anything. My jeans were at my ankles and his rough hands moved up my tighs. I felt a bile of vomit forming and i tried to push it back. I didn't want to upset him and have him do anything worse that what he was already doing.

I felt his hands get closer and closer towards my entry. My chest kept rises and falling faster with fear. I began to sob and i hadnt realized i was reapting the word "stop" over and over.

His hand reached my underwear and just when he was about to slip his hand in; a loud bang caused him to stop. I opened my eyes only to see the door wide open and Harry standing there firmly. I began to sob even more as i saw his expression change to anger when he saw what was going on. I felt embarrassed that he was seeing me in such a vulnerable state.