Sweet Creature

Chapter 36

May 2017~

I had excused myself so Harry could eat dinner with his family and I could prep for the week, plus Desmond wouldn't stop making comments and eyeballing me. 

I just needed some time to myself, ever since Harry was placed in my care my thoughts have been saturated with him. It is taking everything in me not to act on how I feel for him, honestly I don't even think I ever felt this strongly for Niall.

My mind trails to what I need to tell Harry tomorrow....

Fuck I hope this doesn't break his stride to sobriety.

I'm selfish, I want him to get sober. I NEED him to get sober. If we have a chance of ANYTHING after his rehabilitation he has to be sober. Not for me, for us.

I CANNOT be part of his life if he does not maintain his sobriety.

I had set my recorder on and was taking down some voice notes on Harry's progress so far. It was nearing 10pm, just as I was wrapping things up to go say goodnight to Harry there was a knock on my door.

Sneaky bugger beat me to it.

"I was just coming to say goodnig-" I say as I open the door but I'm cut off by a short stubby man shoving his way in.

Desmond.

He shuts the door behind him and advances on me, "I knew you were into me." He rasps as he grips my hips.

"Mr Styles-" Suddenly I feel something cold against my neck.

"Shhh you're going to be a good little girl right?" He oozes. 

**

December 2006~

"I saw you with that boy again Imogen, what did I tell you last time?"

"I'm sorry Daddy." I sob as he circles me with the knife, my hands bound behind me and my body tied to the chair. He had stripped me down to my bra and panties, I was afraid he was going to rape me. 

But instead he tortured me.

"Why couldn't you just be a good little girl huh?" My father seethed as he sliced into my skin.

**

Desmond is just like him.

I froze, unsure of what to do. I never ever wanted to be put in this position again 

"Right?" He reiterates, I close my eyes and nod knowing the second I could get the upper hand I would rip his dick off and choke him with it "Good girl." He praises before ripping open my sweater and pulling it from my body. "Jesus you are so gorgeous, my asshole son doesn't deserve you just like he didn't deserve that little whore Carolina. That baby wasn't even his probably."

Wait what?

Desmond must of heard my internal thoughts. "That's right, I fucked her. I fucked her before my son ever got to. She was lonely, she was begging for it. I wasn't the only one either, Edward thought she was such an angel when in reality she was a filthy little slut. And now I'm going to fuck you before he get to too." He mocked as he greedily grabs at my breasts.

"Gen?" Harry's voice could be heard from the other side of the door.

"Harry!" My voice croaked out before I feel the edge of the knife against my neck again.

"Be a good girl and get rid of him." Desmond warns before swiping his tongue across the top of my breast.

Harry please understand this...

**

Harry's POV~

"Harry!" Gen's voice sounded scared and I immediately want to bust down this fucking door.

"Gen are you ok?" 

"If you want to go to the gym the code is 232677." Gen shouts sounding forced.

"Oh um, ok thanks. Goodnight then." I reply and head to my room. Something doesn't feel right though, my gut is telling me something is wrong.

Wait, Gen used her keycard to swipe us in to the gym, there was no code entry.

232677... Where do I recognize it from?

**

A few days earlier~

"Daddy no, please don't hurt him." I hear Gen mumble in her sleep. Sighing I walk over to her and shake her shoulders softly.

"Gen what room do you stay in?" I whisper as her eyes flutter open.

"17, it's the black door." She whispers before falling back to sleep.

I lean over, put her arm over my shoulder and lift her sleeping form bridal style before striding out of my door into the hall. Her room was only three doors down from mine but unlike mine had a code to enter. "Gen, I need to know your code love.' My eyes widen at the term of endearment that slipped from my lips.

Good thing she's mostly asleep.

"232677" She whispered softly.

**

It's her door code, she wanted me to come in.

Something isn't right.

I run back to her door and quietly punch in the code before slipping in but I was not prepared for what I saw. Gen was tied to her bed with duct over her mouth, a bald man was grunting between her legs wrestling with his zipper.

I saw red when I realized who it was.

My father.