Savior

Part 2

Harry's POV

I decided to go back upstairs and wait until Shay texts me back. I know she's fine but after she texts me I'll leave. I'll go where she wants me to because, well I love her.

But she's already in love. With my best friend- well ex best friend I guess now. But he doesn't look at her the way I do. I can see so much more in her than just her hot body that I want to do so much things to. Have they even had sex yet? I could imagine Shay in bed all wet and-

*THUMP*

I am interrupted by my dirty thoughts with a hard sound coming from upstairs. Shay. Why do I keep thinking something's going to happen to her? Going back to the bruise in her arm I know she didn't fall out of bed "in the night" I smile at her choice of nervous words. I am still worried though, if it was nothing as she said it was then why wouldn't she tell me how she really got it?

By the time I'm done thinking the elevator door opens to Ashton's floor. Again.

Shays POV

"Ashton you don't wanna do this" I sob. We are in his bedroom now and when he turns to me his eyes are a dark shade of evil ready to get revenge. He wasn't always like this, he was sweet, kind and gracious. He was all a girl could ask for. He was.

I miss that Ash. But the Ashton standing in front of me. The one who has caused all these bruises on my arms and has said hurtful words that will repeat in my head until I cannot take enough, is not the person I met two months ago.

Maybe I deserve this. I did cheat on him, I kissed his best friend. I did the worst thing a girlfriend could do and now I'm getting what I deserve.

No. I deserve better than this. A woman shouldn't get punishments for not fulfilling the needs of a man. What I did was wrong I admit but what he is doing is far more worse. I should be able to stand up to Ashton, but first I need to get into his mind to escape. To run away.

"Baby, baby I'm sorry" I say slowly walking towards him careful not to push his anger. He looks towards the ground and tries not to face the marks he has caused on my face, my body.

"Baby it's okay, it was a mistake and we all make mistakes" I rub his back.

"Why won't you marry me?" He whispers.

My mind goes back to last week. The worst week of my life, the week when he began to hurt me.

(Flashback to last week)

"I don't get it I thought you loved me!" Ashton yells at me over the counter slamming his fourth beer down on the counter.

"Ash, babe I do love you I'm just not ready yet and your drunk". I sigh cleaning up the mess he has now made for the who knows how many times.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you! How many times do I have to remind you!" He pushes me to the wall.

He hits me with the bottle and my arm begins to bleed, he punches again at my arm missing his aim at my face and I am crying, crying for help.

"You will marry me slut because you are a women and I am a man and you must do as I sayyyy" he slurs his words.

He walks to the other room leaving me against the wall as I slide down and sob in my hands. I should leave him but I can't. I would destroy his career and I can already see the headlines now "Former band member Ashton Irwin abuses his girlfriend". But that's the main reason anyway. I have to be realistic. I grew up in a home where the women follows the man and that is how I see- saw it. Now that I am living it I know that I deserve much more respect from Ashton then I deserve. But I have no where to live. I am broke and have no job, or money, and as stupid as this sounds I love him. I keep coming up with excuses for him but I think this is the last straw. Maybe I don't really love him, at least not this Ashton that has both physically and mentally abused me, maybe I am just trying to hold onto the love that I once believed in, but it looks to me that the love we had for each other is descending to another planet. And I will never be able to save our love again.