Polishing The Edges

Chapter 10

"Eehhemm." Somebody clears their throat loudly, waking me.

I open my eyes to find Harry hovering above me, eyes red with anger.

I shrink back, Niall obviously awake and pulling me closer to him.

"I wouldn't touch her, Harry.." he warned protectively.

I silently cried to myself, as Niall was ripped from me. Before I could run, I was shoved off the bed by an angry Harry. I was in no condition to fight.

I looked over checking on Niall, seeing him sit up on the floor, gently rubbing his head.

I tried to stand up, only to be again shoved by Harry.

I was in tears, as well as my body shaking from the pain.

I guess this is what he does.

Hurts somebody, hates himself, only to be angry and hurting again.

I'm being pushed into the floor by a red-faced and pissed Harry.

I didn't do anything, was all I thought.

I don't belong here.

Why me?

I love you, Dad, and I'm coming as soon as I can.

I silently pray to myself as I'm being hurt further passed my limits.

And the last thing I can remember is a hit to my already bruised face, and Niall's terrifyingly loud breathing, before the world once again went dark.

I liked it better unconscious.

A/N: short chappie but much needed and important to the story! Here's the next update for today:) I hope I'm keeping up with you're guys fast reading brains :D. Ilysm ytbre <3 comment what you think so far ;););)