Chapter 36

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*Harrys POV*

I leave the frat house in rage. I need to find Jade, she doesn't deserve this, and she doesn't need this.

What Niall did to her is just.. "Fuck!" I slam my hands on the steering wheel.

This is my fault.

Why did I have to bet this? I'm such a fuck. I just wanted to prove Niall wrong. But it all blew up in our faces.

I could see in her eyes that she's broken and I have no idea if she can be fixed. He hurt her. When he sent me the video, I deleted it. I couldn't watch it. I couldn't. I know I had a part in this bet but I didn't know it would go that far.

I reach for my phone on the floor and I dial Jade's number. It rings and rings and fucking rings. Goddamn it Jade answer your phone. I try to call her again but it goes to voicemail. I hope she's okay. I drive to the nearest grocery store to pick some stuff up for Jade, thinking she will need some girl shit. Since girls are so fucking emotional.

But in this case I can't talk shit. I click the button on my keys locking the car and I swing the store's glass door open. What do girls like? Chocolate? Flowers? Dick? I laugh at my perverted joke but I quickly stop myself now's not the time to be making jokes.

My thoughts are interrupted when I hear a familiar voices coming from behind, I turn on my heels and look down at them. Alex, Monica and Addison stop talking and look up at me.

"Oh hey Harry." Alex squeaks. "Hi." This is just awkward.

"I thought you were checking on Jade?" Addison asks. "I am, I'm just getting her a few things."

"How is she?"

"I don't know I haven't seen her yet."

"Okay. Well tell her to call me if she ever wants to talk." I don't answer her, I just turn around and search for what I need.

After buying several magazines, a teddy bear, some flowers, candy, nail polish and ice cream I throw the bags in the passenger seat and I drive to Jade.

I get out of the car and I climb the stairs to her room. I make it to her door and it's open slightly. I knock lightly on the wood, "Jade?" No answer. I open the door the rest of the way and the sight in front of me knocks the air out of me.

I drop the bags onto the floor.

Her room is literally destroyed. Everything that was on the walls is now ripped to shreds. Everything is knocked to the floor. Her phone lays cracked and broken in the corner.

"Jade?" I call. But of course no answer. Fuck, where is she? What did she do? negative images run through my mind, and I'm jolted back to reality when I hear water running faintly.

I turn around nearly tripping on the bags of items I got for her. I knock on the bathroom door. "Ja-." I'm cut off by loud sobbing.

"Jade open up!" I yell, knocking my knuckles hard on the door. "Jade please." I beg but she continues to cry.

I hear noises in there and I don't know what she's doing. Goddamn it Jade. I kick the door and it flies open. Her eyes widen and she looks down at her hands, I follow her gaze and she has a bottle of pills in her hand.

No. Oh my god.

"Jade no!" She doesn't listen to me she tries so desperately to unscrew the cap.

I attempt to take the pills out of her hand but she screams and she puts up a fight. I could care less that the water is pouring down and onto me I just need to make sure she's safe. "Just let me die!" She screams and slashes out.

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