The Horror Of Love (AU)

Chapter 19

Everything was slowly starting to fall in place. I was in the hospital and they were going to do surgery on me so I had to stay the night and the visiting hours unless you were family was 7am to 8pm so, after, I would be able to get away from Darren for a while and call Louis.

"Are you okay for the night sweetie?" A nurse came to ask.

"Umm what time is it?"

"It's 9:04 dear." She responded. I couldn't read the clock because my eyes were pretty much swollen shut.

"Umm I'd like to make a call, if that's alright?"

"Of course. Here's the phone. Can you see or would you like me to dial for you?"

"I think it might be easier if you did it." I said sheepishly.

"It's fine dear." She dialed the numbers as I recited them and then left the room when she was done. But not before pointing to the call nurse button and making the call me motion.

It rang three times before Harry picked up.

"Hello?"

"Haz! Haz it's me. Listen I need you to get to the Hospital right away okay. Tell them you're my cousin or brother or something, I don't care. Don't tell anyone yet, except Louis. Hurry." I rushed before hanging up. I couldn't risk it for to long or Darren could come in. He was very persuasive and if he was really smart he wouldn't have left me alone.

*Harry's P.O.V*

"Lou! Lou! Wake up I know where Arura is." Louis shot up.

"What? Where?" He looked like a kicked puppy. His hair was all over the place and his clothes were rumpled. There was tear tracks down his face but he had a hopeful look in his eye.

"Okay we're not supposed to tell anyone yet but she's at the hospital. I don't know what for but she called and told me, then hung up before I could ask anything." I rushed as I got up looking for pants to put on.

"Right here Hazza." Louis held up a pair of black skinny jeans. I grabbed them, kissed his cheek in thanks and pulled them on. "We have to hurry then."

Louis was already standing by the door, keys in hand and face determined.

~*~

When we got there we rushed to the front desk.

"Hi I'm looking for Arura Blake." I said.

"Okay are you family?" She asked typing things into her computer.

"Yes. I'm her brother. Harry Blake." I lied easily and Louis only shot me a slightly surprised look.

"Okay," She sounded bored and not once looked up fro her computer screen. "Room 253." She handed me a visitors sticker and Louis one too. When she stood up to give it to me though she whispered in my ear."I know you're lying but that girl's beat up so badly she needs some love right about now, so I'm gonna give you a pass and you're not going to tell anyone." She smiled sweetly at me.

"Thanks." I grinned and Louis looked distraught. Obviously seeing that she'd whispered in my ear but not knowing what. As we walked down the corridor told him. "She knows we're lying but says A's in really bad condition and needs love." Louis nodded but paled. Then I realized what the nurse said.

...that girl's been beat pretty badly...

Beat. As in someone beat her. I began to run, pulling Louis with me. Luckily it was late and there weren't many nurses in the halls, and the ones that were didn't care enough to slow us down.

*Arura's P.O.V*

I heard footsteps running down the corridors and prayed it was Louis and Harry. I shut my eyes in case it was Darren and tried to even out my breathing.

"Ari." A voice breathed from the door way as the footsteps came to a halt. I opened my eyes slightly and looked at the door.

It was Louis and Harry.

"Oh thank god! I need you to go to the police and file a report of rape and abuse and get them to come here. Tell them I'm ready to make my statement." I ordered.

I was ready to finally do this. After all these years I finally found the strength to turn him in.

I remember when I was about fifteen and my parents found out, they were going to have him arrested but I was in to deep already and helped Darren get a plane out of the country. He told me he might not come back and I'd have to try and find him. I'd have to wait until I was old enough though. As time went on I realized he'd been manipulating me all of these years. That I was a victim of rape. My mother made me go to therapy and I began to come to terms with it. I stopped going to therapy and the more I thought about what he did to me the worse I became. My depression grew and I could do nothing but let it consume me. One day I got a letter, there was no return address so I didn't know who ti was from. It was from Darren and said how he was just using me and didn't love me, that everything was a lie. I moved out and went to therapy again and my life began here.

"Is there anything else?" Louis asked.

"No. I'll be fine but you have to get them here soon, I have surgery in the morning."

"You are going to explain everything." Louis looked at me and I nodded. There was no way I could keep this from him anyhow. Plus everyone deserved to know what was up with me lately.

"I will no go hurry. Please." I felt my eyes begin to drift closed now that I'd done what I needed to. My words were slurring but I was sure they'd understand. "Love you guys." Then I was out.

*A/N: Alright well I werote this when I was really tired. I'm supposed to be asleep right now so you better be happy with it! I think I'm getting close to the end. I'm kinda tired of this story. Anywhore peace out bitchez!*