Torn Up (Harry Styles/Bullying)

Chapter 28

(sorry for the slow update it will be faster once school is over ily thank you for almost 30k!)

Sandra's POV:

Maybe it was the timing. Maybe it was the fact that I hadn't seen her in weeks. I didn't feel angry like I usually was when I was in her presence. I was scared. Absolutely petrified.

The minute my eyes landed on her face, my blood ran cold. It was like my mind was moving in slow motion and my body couldn't process anything. I stood there blankly, unable to find my voice. The desire to scream and the need to run was eating me out alive but I couldn't. I was stuck, I was frozen.

The pieces were finally coming back together, I thought I would have a chance-but no. Here she stood.

My mum took another step into the room silently closing the door behind her. Her cracked lips turning into a sly smile as her red rimmed eyes stared into mine.

"It's been awhile dear," she spoke softly as if I was a child. She took another daring step forward when she realized I wasn't running.

"I've missed you, so very much darling, I love you," she said.

"Harry isn't good for you, I am good for you baby, come home with me?"

Home. Back to the beatings, back to more pain. Back to the life I tried so desperately to escape. Back to the tears, back to the old me. Back to hell.

My mind worked with my body as I shook my head slowly from side to side.

"No," I whispered so lightly I wasn't sure if I even said it out loud.

"No?" she laughed,"As if you have a choice."

"I said no, and I mean it."

"Sweetheart, if you're going to play that way, then so will I. If you don't come with me, say bye to Harry."

"How do you know his name?"

"I just do."

"How did you know I was living here?"

"Irrelevant."

"How come you want me to-"

"Shut the fuck up."

I closed my mouth.

"I don't want your sass or your attitude. I need you home, I don't care how I have to get you there, but you will come," she spit at me.

"No," I refused.

My hands were starting to shake as my eyes began to blur. My mother has steam literally coming our of her ears, her breathing slow and raged, her eyes like a blazing fire and her face as red as blood.

Her arm shook as she pulled it forward pointing at me.

"There. Is. No. Saying. No."

The devil took five steps forward getting in my face. We were an arms length apart.

She raised her fist and punched me in the face, pain searing through my cheekbone. I clutched my face tightly.

"You. Are. Coming. With. Me. Or. Else."

She hit me again, just under my ribs, knocking the wind out of my. I clutched onto the desk in the room, gasping for air.

"I. Fucking. Gave. You. EVERYTHING."

She hit my again and again and again. Each punch pushing me farther away from reality. Black spots clouded my vision and the room started to sway. Blood dripped down my face and I lost the battle.

I let go of reality knowing if I held on longer, I was only to be faced with a nightmare anyways.

Harry's POV:

It was weird and distant. I could hear the faint screams, the pounding of flesh on flesh, the drop of a liquid hitting the floor. I was wide awake in my mind, but dead to the world. Not really dead, I just couldn't move my body.

My head was throbbing and so were my ribs and my leg. Sandra's mum had finally come. I knew it was bound to happen eventually but I thought it would take much longer for her to find out where we lived.

I tried to stop her, I swear, but I obviously didn't do a good job. I can feel the blood around me slowly turned into a pool around my head, shit it hurts bad.

I'm trapped in my own mind and I'm screaming for Sandra and cursing out her mom, I'm praying that she's okay, but in reality I'm silent. No one can hear me. I can't see anything, only black, I can only feel the pain in my body, and hear the thoughts in my mind and hear the fight from upstairs.

Suddenly the cries stop and I hear a light thud.

No. No. No. No. No

"You are coming home with mommy," I hear someone in the house sing.

Desperately I'm trying to listen, I need to help Sandra.

"You thought..."

I'm losing myself.

"You'll be..."

Just hold on a little longer Haz.

"...mine."

And that's when I slipped into the dark, unsure if I was ever going to come out.

(A/N: Duh Duh Daaah!
I'll try to have a longer update next week I just needed to get something out ily all!)