Saving Grace

The Hell I've Conquered

HARRY'S POV

I could see Grace crying and picking at her scars. I didn't know what to do or think. All I knew is that I would do anything to keep this girl from harming herself again. 

I fucking hate Graham. We should have gotten the police, gotten that motherfucker in jail, but we were all too focused on Grace and getting her somewhere safe to even think about that piece of shit. I can't believe my family or I ever trusted him, i grew up with that douchebag. I've never been so disgusted with myself. God, I fucking hate him. I will find him, and I will beat his ass. 

We all left him kind of bloody and torn up last night. We left him there to rot as we took Grace to Louis' brothers house. Now that she was awake, maybe it would be a good idea to get her rape kit done now. 

"Grace.. I know this probably isn't a good time or anything, but when would you want to get your rape kit done?" I interrupted her and Louis' tender embrace.

"I don't need one, I know who it was. Those are for when you don't know." Her eye contact with me shot me right in the chest. Those brown eyes were puffy and red,  little blotches of black makeup surrounded the outer corner of her eye, and a cut right above her right cheekbone made it all worse. 

"..are you going to press charges?" 

"I don't want to think about that right now. I just want to watch a movie or do something other then lay here and wallow about the situation." 

"I have a movie room down the hall if you would like to. Or we can leave?"

"What do you guys want?" She asked us as they all turned and looked at each other. 

"Whatever you want Grace" Zayn said

"Welp, I'm gonna take a shower and get ready and you fab 4 are taking me out to dinner and a movie. I could use some fresh air. How does that sound?" She beamed up at us and locked eyes with me for a few seconds. 

"Sounds great Grace, whatever you want!" I smiled at her. 

She pulled Louis and the covers off, and collected her things as I showed her to the bathroom a few doors down. 

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GRACES POV: 

As Harry walked me to the bathroom I felt this urge to just hug him and tell him thank you for everything. I never knew that this boy could do so much for someone he barely knows. But, as stubborn as I am i withheld my urges and just gave him a small thank you as I closed the door behind me. I turned the water on and started undressing.

I looked at myself in the mirror. the slashes all over my body, the bruises and scrapes that I got from last night made me look even uglier then I was before. I could still feel Grahams filthy mouth leaving venomous kisses on me. his hands gripping me. The slight and fuzzy memories came blurring back to me and I felt puke leaving my mouth. I was yearning for something, and my skin was itching for the familiar sting of a blade across my olive-tones skin. I then remembered, I have a razor in my duffel bag. 

I tore my bag apart looking for that thing. Once I found it, I wet it and started slashing at my skin. I started making a mess and decided it'd be best if I did this in the shower. 

the hot water broke against my skin as the high water pressure erased all the blood I was causing to come out. I started with my upper arms and made my way to my stomach and to my thighs, with each slash a memory of what happened last night. With each slash, a letter of his name, with each slash I felt good. 

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HARRYS POV 

Grace had been in the shower for quite sometime now, and the boys and I was getting anxious. What if she passed out? What if she hit her head? Or maybe I'm just being paranoid? Agh the suspense was killing me and I had to find out what it was ASAP. So I made my  way to the bathroom. 

"Grace? You okay?" I got no reply. I tried to open the door but I decided not to. What if she was naked and I opened it and she hated me even more? As  pondered what to do, a muffled scream broke through the silence and that's when I decided to open the door. 

The door swung open and the first thing I saw was  a line of blood on the counter. What the fuck. The steam from the hot water was making my clothes cling to my skin. Grace's screams and cry's were getting louder. 

"Grace?" 

"Harry! He's attacking me! Harry help me help me please!" She cried out. A surge of adrenaline pumped through me as I swung the shower door open to reveal grace lying on the bathroom floor in fetal position. There was a razor in her hand and I could see where she had left new marks on herself. Once she saw me she reached her hands out and called my name. 

i jumped in the shower with her, and held her in my arms. The shower water was turning cold and the razor dropped from her hands as she curled herself onto my lap. Her blood was stopping and she was shivering. 

"Harry get hi-i-m off of me" She stuttered in a shiver. \

I stroked her hair and rubbed circles onto her bare thigh 

"It's just me Grace, you're safe with me." 

"GUYS! I NEED YOUR HELP!" I yelled for the rest of the boys to come in here. 

"Ha-a-rry you promise you'll keep me safe?" 

"I promise Grace. I would do anything to keep you safe." 

The boys rushed in here gasping at the sight. Louis ran over and turned the water off. 

"Is she okay?"

"Can someone get her a towel and clean clothes? She's freezing." i spoke out. Liam handed me a towel and Zayn searched her bag for clothes as Louis helped me up, Grace still hanging onto me. 

"Ha-arry I'm cold"  

I took her back to the bedroom, layed her on the bed, and turned her heater on. Zayn handed me the clothes and louis dried her and I helped him dress her. We immediatley put blankets on her as Louis stroked her hair and wiped away her tears. 

"Can you sleep with me tonight? I don't feel safe." She called out. 

"Which one?" 

"harry" 

"Of course Grace." 

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