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Final Chapter Part 2

"H-he..w-what..." I was at a loss for words.

"He drugged you Emma," Harry swallowed nervously. Even remembering it was painful for him, "After you started feeling the effects, he took you up to his room."

I shut my eyes tight and slid down in my seat, trying to remember back to that night but my mind was blank, "how do you know that?"

"I came looking for you at the party and that's when I saw Matt dragging you out. You didn't look like your normal self and I knew something was off. I followed you guys, but I was too late--"

Too late? Too late?!

"What do you mean too late?!" I gasped, sitting upright again, "did he--"

Harry raised his hand, "Let me finish love," he placed the other comfortingly on my thigh, "I was late on getting to the elevators because by the time I made it they closed."

I let out a breath of relief that I didn't realize I was holding it in.

Thank god it was just the elevators. I thought he was too late and Matt had done something to me.

But wait...

"How did you find the exact room? Did you already know where he was staying?"

"I may have bribed the receptionist into giving me the room number and as soon as I found out I called Zayn to meet me up there. When I got in the room," Harry cleared his throat, "You were on the bed and Matt was on top of you ripping your dress open."

I was shaking with all the fear, anger, and shock within me. I can't believe it. How did Matt have the heart to do that? I don't know. Even though he was a creepy bastard I didn't think rape was something he'd be capable of.

"That fucker!"

"That fucker all right! I was about ready to kill him! I grabbed him by the collar and pulled him off you before he could do anything else. Zayn finally came and took you out before things got bad."

My eyes grew wide, "bad?"

Harry grinned, "Well for Matt, that is. I threw a few jabs at him and all of a sudden this tiny bag of pills flew out of his jacket pocket, and at that exact moment everything click. I finally knew what he had done. So, I beat him until he was unconscious," Harry shrugged.

My jaw dropped, "You..you did what?"

"Could have been worse, you know? He's lucky Zayn came and stopped me."

I rested a hand over my heart and another on my forehead.

"Why didn't you tell me any of this?" I mumbled.

Harry leaned in, "What was that, love?"

I dropped my hand from my forehead, and shook my head, "I said, why didn't you tell me any of this!"

"Because I thought that's what would be best. I didn't want to freak you out and have this scar you!"

"You have no right to determine what is best for me! How dare you Harry! What if I ever ran into Matt again?! Huh?! Then what?! He'd just grab me and do the same shit again knowing damn well I wouldn't have remembered anything!"

"You won't be running into him again."

I snorted, crossing my arms, "You're acting like you know this for sure."

Harry shrugged, "Because it's true. You won't be."

"Yeah?" I tilted my head to the side, "What's makes you so sure?"

"I took care of it Emma. You won't be seeing him again."

"What do you mean you took care of it?"