Broken Trust

Chapter twenty-three

Chapter 23:

Louis pov:

"You're kidding me right!?" Harry practically yells.

"Hazza, calm down. It's Niall, I don't think he'd do anything," I say.

"Don't tell me what to do," he says through gritted teeth. Liam tried to say something, but knocked down when Harry stormed pass him to Jessica's room.

"I don't understand why he's acting like this. Jessica asked him to stay in there with him. What's his deal?" Zayn asks.

"He loves her," I mumble quietly.

"What?" Liam asks.

"Harry, he loves her. He loves Jessica. He knows everything about and has loved her since they were young. He doesn't want Niall to take that away..." I say slowly. Their facial expressions change, as Liam looks down at the floor.

"Um, I'm gonna go to room now. Come get me if anything goes down," he says as he leaves the kitchen area.

"What the hell is going on?" Zayn asks.

"I don't know.. But I don't think it's good," I respond. 

About 5 seconds after I had said that, Niall comes rushing into the kitchen area with a bloody nose and a bruising eye, along with a busted lip. He gets a wash cloth out of the cabinet and turns to us like nothing happened saying, "Oh, hi guys." He turned around and went into his room. Only moments later, Harry came out with tears in his eyes and almost the exact same injuries as Niall. 

"Well, Jessica gave me the bloody nose. She'll probably be out here soon to find a knife and cut herself. She'll feel guilty and want an escape. Just let the girl do it. It won't break my heart anymore," Harry says as he walks past us into the living room area.

What the hell!? He's being a fucking douche!

"Don't you dare talk about her and cutting herself!" Zayn yells, stomping towards Harry.

"What are you gonna do? Beat my ass. Go ahead. You're gonna have to find me first," Harry says whilst getting his car keys and leaving out the door.

Zayn spins around, anger fuming off his body. 

"I'm going to fucking beat him into the ground when he gets back," are Zayn's last words, as he storms off to his room, slaming the door shut behind him.

I hear a creak of a door opening and turn to see Jessica peeking her head out of her room.

"Did he leave?" her shakey voice asks.

"Yeah love, he left..." I say.

She opened the door and ran into my arms, sobbing into my chest. I try to calm her down by rubbing her back and making circles against her arms with my fingers. She pulls herself out of my grasps and I look down into her eyes. The beautiful shade of brown is now almost black. The white that circles the color is now bloodshot. The beautifully pale tone around her eyes and nose are red. She is broken again. Just like she was a month ago.

"Come sit on the couch with me and talk yeah?" I ask.

She nods her head and slowly follows behind me, cautious of her cast. She pulls her leg onto the coffee table and turns to face me.

"I heard what he said to you guys," she whispered.

"It's not true... He would hate it if you cut yourself again, you know that," I say.

"No, I don't know. He told me, after he first made me cry in my room, he told me to cut myself. He told me to do it in front of him so he can witness that I can hurt the way that he does. I said no. He tried to grab my wrist and so I punched him.. That's when he came out here. He doesn't want me here Lou.. He never has," she says to me.