Hate, Depression and Nathan Sykes.

Chapter 45

LUCYS P.O.V

"Nath, how long are you gonna be?" I asked, trying to hide the fear. I knew Ryan could come at any point.

"I'll only be a few hours." He chuckled. "It doesn't normally bother you being here alone?" He questioned as his hands made his way to my waist. He put his forehead to mine and my hand reached his cheek. A few seconds later I placed my lips against his.

We got interrupted by Tom calling Nathan. He smiled against my lips and pulled back, keeping our noses still touching.

"OH MY GOD NATHAN COME ON! WE'RE GOING TO BE A FEW HOURS." Tom yelled at him from outside.

"ALRIGHT! IM FUCKING COMING" Nathan shouted back.

"Twat" I heard Tom mutter back. I couldn't help but giggle at them.

"Go." I told him, regretting it straight away. He nodded and kissed my forehead before walking out. I heard the door shut followed by Nathan and Tom bickering. I smiled for a second and dragged myself upstairs. Before walking back into my room. I stood in front of the mirror and examined my reflection. Disgusted by the site. I slowly started to lift my top up, looking at my face. I didn't want to look down for a second. When I lifted my top up, I counted to three then lowered my eyes to my hips. On each side was little bruises in the shape of finger prints. I felt sick. I let my top fall, I couldn't look at them. I quickly went into the bathroom and turned the shower on. When I came back out, I sat on the edge of my bed and took a deep breath. Collapsing into my bed.

I stared at the ceiling. I felt my eye lids get heavier and heavier.

I jumped a mile to the sound of a door shutting down stairs. I grabbed my phone and saw that 5 hours had passed. What? I must have fallen asleep? It only felt like a few minutes had passed. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs, I knew exactly who it was. My heart began to race and my head became dizzy. I stared at the door. Not being able to move, fear taking over me.

Then my heart fell into my stomach, as I saw a familiar face walk in with a snug look on his face.

"Miss me." He smirked. I shook my head, I heard that the shower was on. I left it on for 5 hours? Shit.

My room was dark as the night was already here. The light from the moon was leaving beams off white light shine through my blinds.

I saw Ryan getting closer to me, as he did he was lowering his jacket off his shoulders. He came closer and closer to the bed until he put one knee on the edge and crawled along the bed. Making his way towards me. I felt sick. He touched my cheek, I moved quickly to avoid his touch be he grabbed my chin hard with his right hand. "Tut tut." I felt the tears beginning to form. His hands ran down my body as he reached the hem of my shirt,

"Please." I whispered, as I let one tear fall. He ripped my top into two, pulling it off my body. I shook my head and looked up and away. Trying to control the anxiety attack I felt coming. I don't have them often. My breathing began to get heavier and faster and I felt like I couldn't breath, as he started kissing my neck. I closed my eyes and took deep breaths and I finally managed to calm myself down. I let my head fall to the side and looked down at my phone on my bed side table, hoping it would ring. I quickly noticed a book next to my phone. I didn't even think about it when I quickly reached for it and hit Ryan off me. I got from under his body and ran to the bathroom. Quickly followed by Ryan.

He ran in. "You'll regret that." He snapped as he grabbed my neck. He pushed me back until I was under the shower that I had turned on earlier. The heat instantly hitting my skin. I felt the water getting up my nose. I couldn't breath, I tried turning my head for air but he had my neck pretty firm. I started to panic.

I lifted my hands up and dug my finger into his left eye, causing me to fall to the floor as he let go. My head still under the shower, I pulled myself away. Struggling to get my breath back. I looked up towards Ryan who had his hands over his eye. He looked down into my direction and gripped my arm tightly. Dragging me upwards so I would stand up. He dragged my to the bedroom as threw me on the bed.

"Fucking bitch." He muttered as he came closer to me. He grabbed hold of my hair very harshly, and pulled my head back causing me to have a little whiplash. I whimpered to the pain that had hit my neck. "Shut the fuck up" he whispered as we both heard a car pull up. "Shit" he cursed under his breath. I closed my eyes and he got off me. Quickly picking his jacket up.

"Fuck off!" I built the courage to say. "Go. Don't come back and never talk to me again." I shouted a little at him.

"Yeah or what?"

"I'll go to the police. About what happened that day. All this time I've been blaming myself. But it wasn't my fault. Was it?" I said, confidently as him. "Was it?" I repeated again, more stern.

He shook his head and looked away. "I'm sorry," he whispered.

"Go." I ordered. "And don't come back." And with that, he left. I followed him out slowly. He ran down the stairs and out the back door as everyone came through the front door. I ran down and wrapped my arms around Nathan.

"Hey. What's wrong." He asked me, wrapping his arms around my waist. I was tired of hiding things. Keeping them to myself.

"He- he-" I stuttered into his shoulder. He pulled away and grabbed my cheeks.

"Lucy?" He whispered, with concern.

"He-" I started, taking a deep breath as I felt a tear run down my cheek once again. "Raped me," i admitted, "and he came back tonight." I whispered. This time crying hard. I couldn't hold it in, at this point everyone came in.

"Oh my, Lucy? What's wrong?" Tom asked.

I looked into Nathan's eyes. He was showing no emotion. I couldn't tell what he was thinking. Then he finally spoke.

"Are you ok?" He whispered to me, what looked like he forced out. I shook my head and Nathan let go of my cheeks pulling me into a tight into a hug. Before grabbing my hand and pulling me upstairs. He sat me down on the bed asking me what happened. I explained everything. He ran his hand through his hair and shook his head.

"I'm gonna kill him." He said angrily.

"No Nath, please. Just promise me you won't let him hurt me. Please." I pleaded, he pulled me in to him as we fell back down onto the bed and my head fell into his chest,

"I promise." He told me, as his arm stayed firmly around my waist. "This is all my fault, how could any guy do that to someone? It's sick. And knowing he did it to you makes it even worse. Lucy. He can't get away with this," he told me. I didn't reply, I didn't have the words. "I feel sick. How could he rape you?" His voice becoming more angry. "We're ringing the police" he then said.

"No!" I snapped.

"What, why?" He snapped back.

"Nathan. I just want to forget about it. Please?" I told him, the tears threatening to fall once again.

"Okay." He whispered. Holding tighter around my waist. I felt the little bruises sting a little. But not enough to pull away from Nathan's grip.

I felt so much safer in Nathan's arms. I'm not sure if it was the right thing telling Nathan what happened. But I couldn't face Ryan again. I couldn't.

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📝A/N) Cant wait to finish this ff, it's really starting to bug me how rubbish it is compared to the new one I'm writing:') but it's my first one:')

Sorry for such a shitty chapter, haha! This story is so cringey and I really want to delete it. But, people are liking it so I'm not going to. I'm just ending it quicker.

Lots of love:) -Cx