The Best Days (ON HOLD)

CH 29: Curious

(A.N. Pickin up from where I left off, also the media link is harry, and umm it reminded me of Harry and how he feelf for Hope so just uh watch it and cry bc hes so damn broken and my emotions are shit rn)

"Friends eh?"Chuckled Leon. 

"Yeah, friends." Louis nodded. "Where's your dog by the way?" He asked, me, making this atmosphere as comfortable as possible. 

"She's at Harry's, we're switching off." I nodded. Leon tightened his grip on me unconsciously. I decided on staying quiet, God knows what can upset him. 

"Where did you get those scars on your arm?" Leon asked Louis, the room filled with silence. I thought of how he had done that to himself, how it was for my good., when truly it was uncalled for. 

"I got them not long ago."

"I can see that, I also see that they aren't an accident, you did those yourself. Depression?" Louis swallowed.

"No, it's complicated." Leon let out a brief; 'Ha' as his thumb began to graze over the palm of my hand, the scar's texture apparent. Then he took me out from behind him and investigated my hand, curious.

"What's this?" 

"I was washing dishes and my hand slipped-"

"Why do you both have so many scars?" He set my hand to my side and pulled my t shirt sleeve over my shoulder, gliding his fingers over the scars left on my collar bones, spiking a cold shiver running through my body. I didn't know how to answer.

"They aren't all cuts." Louis remarked, making Leon frown.

"You mean these?" He grabbed my hair and whipped me in front of him, holding me by the hair, his other hand on my stomach as he tilted my head, making my bruises visible. Louis gasped and took a brisk step, as if to stop him, but remembering his strength. "I'm sure you remember these, don't you love?" Leon whispered in my ear. I dared not reply, he could do anything to me. 

"Don't. I will call the police." Warned Louis. I was breathing heavily, Leon laughed and pulled me closer. I silently prayed that he wouldn't make a brisk or hurtful move. "Let her go." Leon kept his eyes on Louis, they stared deeply into each other as Leon left a cold, wet kiss on a bruise, and let me go.

"There. Now what?" Louis brought his hand out, begging me to come by him and I did so, grabbing his hand and standing slightly behind him, my extra hand resting on his shoulder as I peeked above it. "Get your bags and come with me." Leon directed, pointed to my things in the corner.

"No." I said, trembling, but firmly. He cocked his head.

"No?"

"That's what I said." He rushed towards me, grabbing my upper-arms and jerking me away, my hold on Louis ceasing. 

"I don't take no for an answer." 

"Well your going to have to suck it up." He took me in a flashing speed and pinned me against the wall. 

"Get, your damn bags or you'll be screaming for mercy in a matter of seconds." All the courage I had left me. Tonight was going not at all as planned except for removing weapons. The I heard Louis call, "Stand back." 

Leon's head turned and we saw Louis, holding out his phone. "I'm not afraid to get the police. You have 5 seconds to remove yourself from her." Leon backed away from me, leaving me against the wall. "Hope, get in your bedroom." That was part of the plan, God knows what Leon would do to Louis if I left.