Treat You Better (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 16

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Harry blinked his eyes opened. His head was pounding against his head and his whole body was on fire. He noticed how the room around him was very clean as if it hasn't been touched.

The last thing he'd remember was being raped by Jace at the living room. He ran his sore arm down his bum and felt dry cum leaked out of his bum.

Harry started to cry as he realized that he'd let Jace abuse him again. He was having a wonderful time with Louis and was really happy. Now, he was in bed with a dirty disgusting body and thoughts about just ending it.

Harry slowly got up from the bed. His legs were wobbling and his hole was burning so much. He sobbed as he walked to the bathroom and slammed the door shut. He didn't care if Jace was here.

He honestly just wanted to take all this filth off of him. School was already out of the picture as he knew he was too sore and too depressed to really go anywhere.

Harry jumped in to the shower despite it being cold. His whole body was aching and covered in bruises, but he scrubbed the filth off of him.

It was like an on going process. After he's all healed and ready to start fresh, Jace would come crashing down again.

It's just an ongoing cycle Harry wanted it to stop. The lad lathered his body with Jace's body wash. He saw all the dried up blood was going down the drain and he watched how his life was slowly disappearing.

He didn't take too long in the shower because his body couldn't handle the movements he doing. He turned off the shower head and left the bathroom naked.

He grabbed a pair of sweatpants and a shirt and laid in bed while he put them on.

His arms could barley move as he pulled the shirt over his head and through his arms.

He felt like crying again because he could practically feel the bruises on his face and on his chest as he heaved while breathing. He felt tears prickle on the corner of his eyes.

He was hungry, but he couldn't move his legs so much due to how sore he really is. He'd rather just starve then go through the risks of finding Jace at the living room waiting for him to come out.

He felt like he deserved to cry. After everything he's been through he should be able to cry without any judgement or any allegations because him crying shouldn't affect others.

He needed to at least show emotion and see if he really was still here and still able to cry without being scared and to laugh when he finds something funny.

Harry then slowly started to remember why Jace got so mad in the first place. He'd had seen Louis and Harry hang out the other day and probably got mad to how close the both lads had seem.

It wasn't fair--it really wasn't. Harry should be allowed to have friends because that is something Jace should just give him.

He hasn't told anyone about the abuse, so what would make Louis any different? It really just angers Harry. The lad could've went to the police and told them everything but he didn't because he was scared that he'd lose Jace, but he wasn't as scared anymore.

He hates Jace so much he just really needs to get away from him. If only he knew how.

Louis rushed around the school to find the lad he was looking for. He searched the bathrooms, the tree, the wall, but he wasn't there at all. He figured the lad might be late, but Harry was never late if he was coming to school.