Never Known Love

Chapter 22

*Taylor's POV*

"He wants me. He wants me. He. Wants. Me." Jade's words kept replaying on my head, over and over again. I was shocked, how could she be so calm while saying that? Why was she so knowing? I could only imagine what she has been through. I was interrupted of my thought when I heard my phone ring. It was a text, from a blocked number, and the message was a video. Then more and more started coming in. Thinking a fan found my number, I called Ed in and started the first video. It showed a young girl on the bed, strapped down. It then showed a man coming up and he whipped and beat her. The filmed zoomed in on the little girl's face, and I gasped. It was my precious Jade. right there, in the video, getting beat until she was unconscious. They beat her, whipped her, burnt her skin, and cut her. They acted as if she was a simple art piece, for them to decorate her with more burns, bruises, and scars. I just sat there, watching, clinging to Ed, but I still watched, wanting to know the pain my baby went through. I came to the fifth video. It showed her strapped on the bed again, but this time, they set the bed on fire. I heard her scream, the fire consuming almost her whole body. "NO" the little girl screamed, and that's when I heard, "NO! Please. Please don't watch that. I wasn't ready for you to know." I heard my daughter to say, tears in her eyes. She then grabbed my phone, running into the bathroom, locking the door. "Jade, honey, I'm sorry. I had no idea how important this was to you for us not to know. I didn't know you wanted it to stay so private. I'm sorry." I said through the door. I heard the videos playing in there, and her sobbing. I decided to give her time, considering this has all come back to her and she probably needed time to herself.

*Jade's POV*

As I watched the videos, the scar that was on my body from that day of abuse, would hurt, and soon, my whole body hurt. Sobs racked through my beady, and soon I was just sitting there, rocking back and forth, trying to make the pain go away. I was tired. Tired of the nightmares. Tired of the reminders. Tired of being scared. Tired of being tired. I was done. I was past done. I was feeling emotionally exhausted, barely able to unlock the door, and move to the couch. Mum came in with an Advil and water. She had me eat some soup and drink water, then Dad carried me to bed. He tucked me in, and I fell into a deep deep sleep. Lucky for me, the sleep was dreamers. I made it through the night without one nightmare. It was really nice, having a peaceful sleep for once.

Once I woke, I went downstairs, the smell of bacon overwhelming. We went back on tour in four day, we had to take a break for the ultrasound. We would keep performing until mum was 5 months, then we would stop. After I ate breakfast I asked if I could go play in the music room. They said yes, knowing I needed to let off steam. I took my laptop and went into the music room. This is where I record my YouTube videos, because of the soundproof walls. I still haven't told anyone that @thebeautifuljewel was me, not even mum and dad knew. I started freaking out when I saw Louis liked my videos, and he didn't know it was me. He thought it was someone else, meaning he subscribed to me because of my voice, not my name. I then wrote some songs, most about my past and one about my life now and one about how I want my future to be like. I then posted two videos, then just started playing and singing. I was dancing around the room while playing the guitar and singing "Change". It really calmed me down from the recent events. I finished, on the floor, with the guitar, when I heard clapping. I looked up to see mum, dad, and 1D. They all were smiling, and were clapping. That's when Louis decided to blurt out, "Wait, you @thebeautifuljewel on YouTube, I would recognize that voice anywhere!"