Hey guys! So a few of you thought Melanie was falling for Harry, SHE ISN'T!! TRUST ME GUYS!! Harry has killed Charlie, Kendall, and Ashton now hates her, why would she love him? This chapter will contain a violent rough side, and hopefully you'll all love it! xx
***Harry's P.O.V***
"I'd sooner plunge a dagger through my own heart, than to stay here." Melanie growled, her eyes holding such anger and determination.
"Too bad you don't have a choice then, huh?" I spat back, giving her the same harsh tone she had used on me.
I didn't think it was possible, but Melanie grew even angrier than before. Her hands curled up into fists, and she let out a loud, frustrated sigh.
"Do you really think you can hide from the police forever?" she fumed
I laughed at her attempt to scare me about getting caught, smirking at her, as she scowled at me. "The police have no idea I'm involved with Kendall's murder. Besides, you don't even know where we are!"
"Somewhere near Hell I'm guessing." she retaliated.
I growled out loud, growing impatient with her attitude, especially since I thought she was falling for my nice act, and she smiled sarcastically at me, trying to push my buttons, and it was definitely working.
"You've been warned Melanie" I growled through clenched teeth. "Winding me up will only make things worse for you."
Melanie gulped slightly, and this time it was my turn to smirk. Melanie took a step backwards, and her back hit the door to the bathroom. "Where do you think you're going princess" I mocked her, here eyes holding fear in them.
"I..ah...need the bathroom." she mumbled. I couldn't help but chuckle at her attempts to get away from me.
"You do? What exactly do you need to do in there? Because if its a shower, I can help." I winked at her.
"Ugh! No!" Melanie cringed, her eyes widening at she realized she had just talked back to me, minutes after I warned her to watch her tongue. "I I...ah...I need to piss." she stuttered.
I couldn't control my laughter as she got anxious around me, pressing her back into the wall, hoping she could disappear through the wood magically.
"Alright, alright!" I chuckled. "Don't take too long. And don't even think about climbing out of the window." I growled In her ear.
Melanie quickly nodded her head, not looking me in the eye, instead, her hand shakily grabbing the door knob opening it, slamming it shut. I chuckled when I heard the click on the other side, as Melanie locked the door.
***Melanie's P.O.V***
My body had shivers running down its spine as the door closed, my back against the wall, and I slowly slid down, taking in a deep breath. I felt like an utter moron. I had been holding my ground, acting all tough, but the minute Harry threatened me, I cracked. Ever since Harry had raped me, I was deathly afraid of his threats.
I could hold my ground, but the minute Harry threatened me, I panicked, and it felt like my throat was closing up on me, tears would burn in my eyes, and I felt like a was a leaf in a hurricane, shaking relentlessly.
"and don't even think about climbing out the window"
Harry's words echoed in my head, swimming around, making me feel like I was drowning in a river of fear, pain, and suffering. I felt like my head was going to explode, with lack of oxygen being supplied, burning to fill my needy breathless lungs.
I have to get out of here. I just had to. It was only matter on time before Harry touched me again. Harry was extremely horny, and he touched me at any chance he could get, I couldn't let that happen. Although Harry used sex as a threat to me, it was also an inevitable outcome from spending too much time near Harry, and his wondering hands.
I weight out the options, and my gloomy fate smacked me in the face. Harry was going to do whatever he pleased, and no amount of begging and pleading would stop that. So my only chance was escape. To get the hell away from Harry, and live my life. I can't stay here with Harry, he is a ticking time bomb.
Escape
"Here goes nothing." I whispered to myself.
I stood up and tiptoed to the window My eyes landed on the toilet paper roll, and I quickly gave it a tug, making it sound to Harry like I was actually going toilet. I smiled to myself, and quickly opened up the window.
I smiled to myself as it rushed open, the fresh breeze of freedom smacking me in the face. I took in a deep breath, smirking to myself, took one last glane over my shoulder,before climbing up onto the window sill.
"Good redince dickhead." I smirked, before jumping out, landing on my two feet. I took a step forward, but fell flat on my ass as I ran into something hard.
"What the fuck?" I grumbled, rubbing my head in pain.
As I looked up, my heart sank. There fright in front of me, was the messy mop of chocolate curls I recognized, two dark emerald eyes and ruby red lips curved upwards in a sinister smirk.
Harry.
"Well well well" Harry tutted. "Isn't this just a bit of deja-vu?" he smirked.
"It wouldn't be if you actually let me get away this time." I mumbled, sounding more hopeful than realistic.
Clearly Harry found it bloody hilarious, because he burst out into a fit of laughter, bending over clutching his stomach, laughing his head off.
"It wasn't that funny?"I grumbled.
"Now why the fuck would I do that?" Harry laughed, smirking down at me.
"I don't appreciate your language." I tutted, deliberately trying to avoid the punishment that would come my way when we got back inside. I honestly couldn't give a flying fuck what he said, or how he cursed, considering I swear a lot too, but if it delayed my punishment even for a second, I would take it.
"Well isn't that a fucking shame? Like, dammit, I feel like a utter bitch for cussing like this, I must be talking utter shit." Harry laughed.
"I agree with that." I bit back. Harry pursed his lips together
"There is no reason to fucking swear" I continued, my delay technique working.
"There is no need to act like a child, and keep running away." Harry countered.
"There is every reason to run away!" I fumed.
"Get up off your ass, we're going back inside, now." Harry demanded through clenched teeth.
"Can't we just...get some fresh air?" I stalled, already knowing the answer.
"You got your fresh air. Now get up, don't make me say it again." Harry ordered.
"You don't have to say it again, nobody is asking you." I snapped.
"GET THE FUCK UP NOW MELANIE!!" Harry barked.
I whimpered as Harry yelled at me, yanking me up by the arm, yanking me to my feet, and pulling me into him so we were nose to nose.
"I'm sorry" I whispered.
Harry growled in my ear, spinning me around, and wrapped his arms around me, growling in my ear.
"Too late Melanie. Too fucking late."
