Seized With Styles

Chapter 10

The room was quiet except for the soft sobs escaping my mouth.  Harry's arms held me close, putting a protective shield around my weak body.  My body hurt from Chris and my mind couldn't get rid of the nasty images.  My tears soon dried up, and no more sobs escaped my mouth.  I knew sooner or later I would have to face Harry, but I didn't want to leave his protection quite yet.

"Rikki?" Harry whispered softly.  The pain was evident in his voice.  I pushed myself out of his grasp and I felt him wince from the bruises he acquired from the 3 men.  I looked down at the cold cement floor, afraid of meeting his warm emerald eyes. "Please say something." He begged.  My heart ached from the pain dripping from his voice.  I wanted to say something to him, to make some of his pain go away, but I had absolutely  no clue of what to say.  What do you say to someone after that happens to you? How do you talk about it? It's painful to even think about it.  I  opened my mouth to try and say something, but no words came out.  The thoughts in my head couldn't and shouldn't be shared to anyone else, especially Harry.  He didn't need to know the pain I just went through.  Harry sighed in front of me, probably disappointed I wouldn't talk, but it is almost like I forgot how. "Please Rikki, talk to me about it."  Harry sighed.  For some reason, that comment really pissed me off.  My emotional state wasn't normal, so that could easily explain my sudden outburst.  Harry placed his large hand over mine, but I quickly moved my hand away. I looked up at Harry's pained and confused face and glared at him. Somehow my mind found my voice; it was hiding like every other part of me wanted to.

"What the hell do you want me to say?" I shouted loudly as anger boiled inside of me.  "You want me to say it was no big deal, that I enjoyed it? Well newsflash Styles, it was the most horrific thing I have ever experienced.  There are no words to describe it.  He raped me.  He handcuffed me to the head board, cut off my clothes, and raped me. There was nothing I could do to make him stop.  I was just suppose to sit there and take all the pain he gave me with every movement of his hips."  All the anger I had toward Chris was being released onto  Harry.  His face showed pure shock and slight embarrassment.  He didn't expect me to react like that, and in all honesty I didn't either.  I sat back and caught my breath.  My lower lip started to quiver as fresh tears boiled over my eyelids.  Harry's arms quickly wrapped around me as another sobbing attack hit me.  "I just don't know what to think right now."  I sobbed into his chest.  I knew he heard me because his arms wrapped tighter around me, as if he was trying to squeeze all the memories and pain out of me.  "I am so mentally and emotionally unstable right now, I'm afraid I'm going to go insane."

"Shh, you are not going to go insane.  I won't let that happen.  We don't have to talk about it.  We could stay just like this for all I care.  I just want you to be okay." Harry stated.

"But I'm not going to be okay."  I whispered more to myself than Harry.  "I will never be okay."  Harry heard me, and released my fragile body. He lifted my head so I was looking him in the eye, and he placed both hands on my shoulders. His gaze was so intense, I was afraid it would start to burn holes through my eyes.

"Listen to me Rikki, you will be okay. You will move on, and you will be stronger than you ever were." He emphasized each "will", and his words sound so truthful and honest, but it is so hard to believe words like that after all I have been through.  Harry kept his gaze on me until I finally nodded my head to show him I understood his words,

"Will you help me?" I asked, almost begged.  His face softened at my unintentional puppy dog face, and lightly brush a stray tear from my red and bruised cheek.

"Of course." He responded.  He brought his full pink lips to my forehead and stayed their for a while, hoping to give me a little boost of confidence to help me start my healing process. As his lips were removed from my forehead, I did something I never though in a million years I would do. I smiled. I smiled because I had someone who cared about me, someone who was willing to help me repair every tiny piece of my shattered body. I laid my head of his chest and wrapped my arms around his strong torso.  I hung my arms loosely, afraid that if my grip[ was too tight I would hurt his more than Chris and his friends already did.  I closed my eyes and right before the darkness of sleep over took me, I heard Harry whisper something that made my darkened mind shine.  He said: "I will always be here for you, no matter what happens.  I will be your knight when you are my damsel in distress, and I won't ever let you go."