The Bodyguard (h.s)

Chapter 3: Failure

Madison's POV

"What?!" i say in shock.

"Huh, and to think i was going to take it easy on you while Jason was out. I should have known you were just as a slut like my mate, Jason described you. I always thought he was exaggerating but now i'm sure he was right. You were just waiting for the opportunity for us to leave, to go out and be a _" he gets near walking closer to me. "thirsty punk"

"Get out of here, i don't even know you" I had to be honest, i felt threaten by his presence. He had worked for Jason many years but i never really had the chance to hang out as friend's.

"Please just step out, i need to change into some clothes" he grins and walks out the room.

As he leaves the room, i run to the drawers and slip on some shorts and a random oversized shirt. I pull my hair away from my face and look into the mirror. I was scared, the Liam had seen when i left Louis car, that meant her would tell Jason about it. I didn't want anything to happen to Louis, i wouldn't be able to live through it.

Knock knock

"Are you done in there you whore" Liam asks outside my room. I don't answer not wanting him to enter the room again. I swing the door open which he was leaning on, falling in. I move past him and walk downstairs.

"Where are you going you skank?" he asks, right on my feet. I head to the kitchen grabbing some water, ignoring his rudeness. "What a loser" he whispers in my ear.

"You know what, i'm getting really tired of your name callings. I don't know you, you obviously don't know me and your already insulting me. What gives you the right to be calling me this?" i was just about finished with his crap.

"You can't talk to me like that!" he comes closer to my face. I felt like just falling down crying but i knew i couldn't.

"What are you gonna do? Hit me? Punish me? Well go right ahead, i'm used to it." i spat in his face.

"I would never lay a hand on a lady." He tries to reach for my hand, but i flinch it away. It was actually just an instinct.

"Bullshit! If you have the balls to insult me without even knowing me, you are much capable in hitting a skank like myself!" i was out of it. I knew i shouldn't have said that because it could lead me into some big trouble, but i was in a point in my life where i sadly didn't care.

"Go to your room now! Don't come out of there until next morning unless you want me to tell Jason about your secret lover." He had no expression on his face, i couldn't tell if her was upset or mad. But whatever, i didn't care about his feelings, her obviously didn't care about mine.

I listen to his orders, because i didn't want to get Louis in any trouble. Even though i knew i was doing nothing wrong, i couldn't take the chance in hoping Jason would believe me.

I go into my bathroom, and sit on the cold floor. I knew the words Liam said shouldn't affect me, but they did, a lot.

thirsty

     punk

        whore

           slut

                skank

The words swarmed my head. With the blaze i held in my hand tightly, i did a deep cut into my flesh for each word that Liam had called me.

I sigh watching the blood flow down my wrists. I was just such a horrible human being. I look at my other arm that one only a few dry cuts. My tears finally stream down my eyes, they were too weak to hold them in. I yell at the top off my lungs, hollering at this horrible life i was living.

"I hate myself! I'm such a joke in this life, no one loves me! I will never be loved!!"

Suddenly the cuts i had made no longer helped my pain. I need more pain, deeper, worst. I get off the floor desperately, and walk to my room. I throw everything on the floor, pulling the sheets off. I slam drawers taking the nice clean room turning it into a mess. I was horrible such a failure. I wanted to get out of this nightmare, this house was such a jail for my soul.

"I need to get out of here, if i don't i will go crazy" i whispered to myself already sounding like a mad women.

I look back to the door walking to it. I try turning the knob, but of course it was locked. Liam must have locked it. I curse under my breath, my plan failing.

"There's only one way out" I watch the window, as i clean my tears away. Using all my force i pop open the window. They must have forgotten to close it, i smile to myself walking out to the balcony. I let my leg out free dangling from the window. I free my other leg, not letting go of my grip that was holding onto the window. I didn't look down, knowing i would freak out, considering i was on the 2nd floor.

I climb down the fence, being careful not to be spot by Liam, Niall or any of the cameras. Once i'm close to the ground i jump off. I look around being extra precaution, then make a run for it.

I leave out the gate, which i was glad Liam wasn't guarding it, he was probably still outside me door. I finally run into the street. I don't know where i was going, i just knew i had to leave. I can't believe i actually got this far. I was literally out of the house, without Jason's men by my side. I cross the street not paying attention to my surroundings. I hear some car wheels squeal and the breaks being forcefully stop.

I open my mouth trying to let out a scream, but no sound came out, jesus, i'm dead. I hold my breath knowing i would get crushed in a couple of seconds. I told my body to move but i didn't, everything seemed to happen in slow motion.

"Hey, hey watch out!" someone pushes me out of the way, and i roll onto the ground, hitting my head on the way, the person's weight suffocating on top of me.

                                         

A/N: Another update!!