Bella's POV
"See you tomorrow" Harry said as I opened his car's door to leave
"See you" I smiled as I closed the door
I opened the door and I gasped as I saw someone sitting in my sofa
I tried to dial Harry's number as fast as I could I don't think he's far away
But the person noticed me before I was able to press the call button
When I saw the face of person sitting inside my phone fell to the ground, I tried screaming but I couldn't hear any voice coming out of mouth, am I dreaming? I must be dreaming
"Finally you're back" he walked and he was inches away from me nowI wanted to run but my legs weren't moving
Why aren't they moving?
"Ho-ow di-d you g-get in he-ere?" I managed to say
"Brandi gave me her key"
Damn it Brandi why would she do that
"Get out" I yelled but it came out more like whisper
"I'm not here to hurt you" Ryan said
"I'm going to call the police" I said
"You don't need to do that" he said as he touched my shoulders to assure me
I jerked away
"Don't" I threatened
"I'm serious, I came here to apologize for my actions" he said looking me in the eyes
I don't trust being alone with him, he would wait for the right moment to take advantage of me
I can barely hear what he's saying right now my heart was pounding so loud and fast
"Get o-out" I stuttered
"Bella listen to me" he shouted
I closed my ears and I shut my eyes closed
"Get out please" I begged
"Bella I'm trying here, fuck, just listen to what I'm trying to say" he said that as he pushed me harshly to the wall
My eyes started tearing
Why is he doing that
I was shaking right now, will he hit me?
he will, I dont even know his limits
"Are you even listening to what I'm saying" he yelled losing all his patience
"I don't want to listen to you, I've had enough just leave" I said with my eyes still closed trying to stop the tears from escaping I don't want to show him how weak I am
I'm not weak I'm stronger than this
I kept telling myselfwho am I kidding? I am weak
"Please" I begged again
"You know what fuck you Bella" he pushed me again even harder and I fell to the ground
I screamed from pain as I hit the floor wooden so hard
He left, after giving me a disgusting look
I dont even know whether to be happy that he left, or cry
I couldnt even decide what to do
I stayed in my place still shaking, sitting in the ground helpless and weak
its disgusting how weak I am, I want to stand up for myself I'm tired of people stepping on me like I dont matter or I'm just another piece of furniture that no one pays attention too
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Storm (Harry Styles)
Fanfiction"It is not light that we need, but fire; it is not the gentle shower, but thunder. We need the storm, the whirlwind, and the earthquake. - Frederick Douglass" To me he was that storm but do birds really sing after a storm?