Stepdad Styles

Chapter 11

--Hazel--

I don't remember much of anything after I blacked out, voices of mixed people shouting and crying. My head began to spin once again, I was gaining consciousness, I could sense someone close to me, feel someone holding me. Lips on mine.

What?!

I squeezed my eyes shut and forced them open, finding the strength to hold my hands infront of me and shove the person off me.

Harry.. He flies backwards on his @ss and elbows. "Harry!" I shout relieved that he's here. My savior is here to rescue me and my little princess. Pain comes in waves as my arm throbs, I fight the urge to look at it. I don't want to see blood right now.

"Shit, that's COLD!" Ryan's voice shouts and my reaction is to hold onto Harry tighter. "The fuck you doing here, Emily? Thought you skipped town?"

Emily.. The name sounded familiar, I tried to remember exactly how I knew that name but nothing came to mind.

"I never skipped town. Dumb@ss, that's just what I told you, since you decided to break our little deal."

"Hazel.." Harry whispers in my ear, his arms coiling around me. "I brought the proof. Emily, helped Ryan drug you."

"The deal was never set anyways!" Ryan angrily shouted back.

"I loved you, and you.. You sai-"

"I said nothing!" Ryan shouted, cutting her off.

"I was going to just get my revenge. Seeing you distraught and beaten up is icing to the cake but rudely cutting me off..." She dry laughs "Well, let me start from the very beginning." Emily quickly speaks.

"Don't!" Ryan yells at her, kneeling up on one leg and attempting to stand.

"I'll knock you the f*ck out again, if you touch her, lay one damn bloody finger on her." Niall threatens Ryan. "Go on, Emily. Tell her. Tell Hazel everything." Niall encourages her.

I pull away from Harry and settle myself down on the floor beside him, his hand rests on my thigh and my eyes find Emily's, they weren't what I was expecting. I was expecting someone more vibrant, a certain flow to her that everyone envied. Instead they were the dullest dark blue eyes I had ever seen. Her hair was straightened, stopping short at her shoulders, a beautiful hue of red tinted within certain strands.

"I helped Ryan that night.." Her eyes closing for a few seconds and opening again. "Ryan asked me to make him that special drink.. So he could.." She looked like she was about to be sick, her pale cheeks now appearing slightly pink. "Rape you. So you would be his.. Forever. Like a family."

My stomach churned at the thought of starting a family with Ryan. Hard steps pounded on the floor and in the matter of a blink of my eyes Ryan and Niall were on the floor again. "Get off me, you d!ck!" Ryan shouted.

"I thought I told you not to take another motherf*ckin step towards her!" Niall screamed back in Ryan's face. Niall had Ryan pinned down to the floor by his shoulders.

"I'm so sorry Hazel, I was so caught up in my feelings for Ryan that I just didn't care... I see now what I did was wrong, but you must understand that I did not drug you. Ryan did, he LET you take the cup from him."

Years ago Ryan was this sweet guy... A guy that had been my friend for years but couldn't stand the fact that I didn't like him in that way. So he chose to drug me.. Rape me.. Get me pregnant and then live happily ever after?!

He was crazy.

I looked away from Emily, even if she looked somewhat sorrowful I just couldn't look at her anymore. Ryan struggled to remove Niall off of him, his grip firmly on Nialls biceps.

"Don't listen to her! She knows nothing! She's a lying b!tch! I never hurt you, Hazel. It was Harry who raped you that night. Not me." Ryan held eye contact with me momentarily, his pupils were extremely dilated and dried blood matted down his hair.

"I believe we went over what happened that night, Ryan. I had no idea she was drugged, I had never been so wasted in my life, nor will I ever be." Harry said, his hands gripping my thigh tighter.

"Lux may not be your daughter, Harold. She slept with me a week before." Ryan smirked at Harry, his eyes watching how Harry's hand loosened his grip on me.

"I was wasted, you put me in a situation I never wanted to be in and I needed an escape." I yelled at Ryan. "You took advantage of me.." I whispered.

"So what!! I take advantage of a lot of people. Take for instance, Emily. You think she's really here to help you out? No! She's here to make sure I rot in hell for what I did to her."

My eyes flicker over to Emily, she's leaning up against the wall as she picks her nails. Her eyes glistened over with threatening tears.

--Harry--

"Lux may not be your daughter, Harold. She slept with me a week before." Ryan smirked at me, I forced the lump in my throat down with a hard gulp. My grip loosened on Hazels leg, it just didn't make sense to me.

Their words they share between the four of them are muffled as I zone out. Lux.. The little girl with the blonde curly locks and blue/green eyes that changed with the sun. How could she not be mine?

"PUT THE GUN DOWN!" Hazel screams, ripping me from my thoughts and bringing me back into reality.

Emily holds the gun pointed towards Niall and Ryan. One simple slip of her wrist and she could kill Niall with one single bullet.

"Are you crazy!" I scramble up to my feet.

"I loved him! We made a deal to run off to Las Vegas together and get married. He didn't tell me he never would show up though! I looked like an idiot just waiting there. Two years I waited, two whole years I moved down there waiting for Ryan. He never did show, I tried calling him but he had his number changed." She cringes at the thought and I take a step closer to her.

"Don't come near me. I'm not stable." Her whole body shakes with rage.

"The only good that came out of moving to Nevada was that I met Mr. Baldwin who took a chance and signed me as his fashion consultant. Starting my own business from scratch, THE ONLY GOOD THING."

She was a wreck.

"Don't do this, Emily. We can still go to Nevada and get married."Ryan tried to reason. My attention is stolen when Hazel whimpers from down on the floor.

"I've lost quite a lot of blood." Hazel admits quietly.

"We will not. You die tonight, Ryan." Emily evilly laughs, as her grip on the gun tightens to remove the safety.

"I need to get to a hospital, Harry. I feel like I'm blacking out again. Everything's so fuzzy.." I kneel down on one knee to assess the damage, her sleeve is drenched in blood stains. My fingers inch the fabric up to reveal the wound.

A loud gun fire goes off.. Oh sh!t

My only thoughts were..

one of my best friend's in the entire world could have been shot right now or Ryan.

I pray to heaven that it's not Niall.

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A/N: BAM! A chapter written in hopes to please everyone, I know it could be better, and I'm aware but I'm exhausted and this will have to do. Much love and thank you for reading thus far! 4 more chapters till an epilogue AAAHHHH!