Who Knew?(Sequel) Book 2

Chapter 7

(Melina's POV) 

It was 8:46 when I finally left work and headed home. When I got into my car, I realized that my phone was dead and my car charger was at my apartment for some odd reason. I shrugged it off and started the drive home, hoping the place wasn't a mess. 

When I did finally get home, I walked in and the place was completely encased in darkness. Weird. I turned on the lap on the small table right by the door, and saw Harry asleep on the couch. I walked closer and noticed his cheeks were flushed and suddenly he jerked around and started thrashing about. My eyes widened. I kneeled down beside him and grabbed his shoulders and shook him slightly, trying to wake him from the horrid nightmare. 

"Harry, wake up." I said calmly. His eyes fluttered and then finally opened, eyes wide and full of fear. He wasn't all the way back to reality because he kept thrashing and trying to get out of my grip. "Let go of me!" he shouted, eyes still dilated. 

"Harry it's me. Calm down, it's okay. You're safe." I hushed. I could tell he was back from his clouded thoughts and his mind cleared. His breathing was uneven and fast, and I couldn't risk him having an asthma attack. He didn't have an inhaler with him anymore. 

I hugged him tight and hushed and comforted him the best I could, and he gave into my touch, calming down immediately. 

"Are you okay? What happened?" I asked concerned. He nodded his head and his breathing returned to normal and he closed his eyes, and reopened them slowly. 

"I'm fine. Really. Just a bad dream that's all." he tried to get me to forget about it, but I needed to know for the cause of his nightmares. I gave him one of my looks saying 'just tell me'. He sighed and nodded, patting the spot next to him for me to sit. I took my seat and waited for his explanation. 

"Okay, so as you know these things are about prison. Well it goes deeper than that, it's almost the same every time, sometimes its completely different. When Zayn, Liam and I were put in prison there weren't many good looking people in prison and a lot of those men haven't had any.... physical contact for a very  long time.

"Well, at first we were all put in separate cells away from each other. At some point Liam got raped, and he was moved many times before he was just put by himself. Then Zayn started raping some of the guys and he was moved too many times so they just put him with Liam but it didn't stop him from raping him.

"So about the same time Zayn was moved one of the guys in my cell took a special liking to me, and well he raped me night after night. Then he got the other guy that was in there with us to join in. I was raped and was forced to do stuff to them, and then the guards caught them one day taking turns and the guys got punishment and I was moved, but every time I was moved it was always the same.

"I begged the guards not to put me in the cell with Liam and Zayn knowing it would be the same thing there. They agreed hearing my reasoning and put me by myself in my own cell." he explained taking a long needed breath. I rubbed his back a little encouraging him to go on.

"So after I was put in my own cell, from that day forward I had nightmares of being raped. Not only by one person, but all the men I shared cells with, and even Zayn. 2 or 3 men going at the same time, meanwhile the others would stand there laughing at me screaming and crying. It's just about the same every night. Sometimes its just one of the men, two of them or all of them." he finished looking off into space.

I was so surprised I had nothing to say. I couldn't believe it. My brain was in over drive not thinking clearly after everything I had just heard. 

"I don't feel any sympathy for you Harry." I said. He looked at me like a wounded puppy. "I have empathy for you. I know what it feels like to have those types of dreams. I had them for about 6 years. Finally they started going away after countless therapy sessions and medications. Finally they just started decreasing. I wasn't on any medication or anything. The dreams just started to go away. It decreased from every night to 6 times a week to 5 to 4, and then 1 and then I just stopped having them."