Complications // Harry Styles

･Chapter 7･

"Excuse you?" 

Oh Shit...

"I-um"

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY" i jump at the frightening tone in his voice.

"nothing" My voice is barely above a whisper

"Yes, you did say something and it was very rude. I think I'm going to have to teach you a lesson" He grabs my arm and yank me over to the couch, she pushes me into a bending over position. He slowly pulls down my pants, my undies go along with it..Oh dear god no..

I squeeze my eyes shut wanting to get this over and done with

SLAP

I open my eyes, d-did he just slap m-

SLAP

e- well, its better than getting raped-

SLAP

I cry out in pain, that last one hurt.. I pout and rub the red patch of my bum.

"Nice bum" He winks and walks away. What?

***

*At school*

"So let me get this straight, he kicked you, cried, slapped you, then said you had a nice bum? WHAT THE FUCK" i try to ssh Grace down. Gosh i hope nobody heard that- i hope he didn't hear that.

"Umm... yeah?"

"He must be bipolar or something like what the hell is wrong with him?"

"i-"

"Hes suck a dick! hes gotta has mental problems, who the fuck does that to their sister? well technically you two aren't related but still! ugh, i feel bad for you.. maybe you could stay the night with me? just say you want a sleep over or something. You need to get away from that, that monster-"

My eyes widen, a large figure stands behind her. Harry

"What? what is it-" Her eyes widen 

"-Hes behind me isn't he" I nod slowly

"Hello Grace, Ebony" she swings round to face him

"Um, hi Harry hows it going" She does that manly punch to the shoulder thing... he just stares at where she 'punched' him. Then looks up, his eyes a dark emerald. I grab Grace and pull her next to me, in a protective stance

"Don't. Touch. Me" He pushes me to the ground grabbing Grace by the wrist, squeezing.

"HARRY NO" I scream, tears rushing down my face. He looks up at me. He lets go of her wrist. It pains me to see her drop to the ground clutching her wrist. 

"You tell anybody i did that to you, i will make sure that both wrists are broken and un fixable" she nods and cries into her arm.

He is now facing me, eyes fierce

"Why do you do this? i never did anything to you to deserve this! nothing! you-you monster! I HOPE YOU GO TO HELL" i sob loudly, i have a feeling there's a crowd..

"DON'T YOU DARE TALK TO ME LIKE THAT" 

He kicks me, again and again, over and over. then punches me in the face. Everything has turned red. I'm pretty sure I'm squirming in my own blood.. my head is pounding. I look up to find him staring down at me. then he just walk away, not looking back. Everyone follows. I look over to where Grace was, nobody is there. Did she just.. leave me?

I'm too exhausted to get up or move so i just lay there, close my eyes, hoping that the pain will go away. But it doesn't, the pain is still there.. My stomach hurts, I'm sure i will have a huge bruise there tomorrow. After a while of just laying there, covered in my blood, i decide on just going home, missing one day of school cant hurt. I push myself off of the ground, i guess i'll be walking home then..

As soon as i stand, pain shoots through my ankle. I don't even remember him kicking me there..

I slowly take a step, the pain is just bearable.

After what felt like hours of walking, i finally make it to the pathway.

The red of my blood drips onto the pure white snow. Making me shiver.

This is the worst he has ever done to me. I suddenly feel myself fall forward, the snow making my clothes wet my i don't care, i push myself up and keep walking. I finally make it to the door, i let out a sigh of relief i didn't know i was holding in. 

I push my key into the whole, as soon as i step into the house, a blast of warm air instantly relaxes me. I start making my way up the stairs, step by step. Everything is a bit wobbly, or is that just me?

I get to my room and go straight to the bathroom, i need a long, warm bath..

I peel off, my wet clothes and step into the hot water, i hiss at the sudden heat but let my body get used to it. 

I closes my eyes, relaxed. When i open my eyes, the water has turned red because of my blood. I reach for the soap and start scrubbing my body, being careful when it comes to my injured areas. I scrub until i feel as though the blood is off of me. i step out of the bath and pull the plug, the red water is starting to  freak me out so i run some more water and then sink into it once again. 

That's better...

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