The Way Things Work

Chapter Fifty

"Alright Sam, why don't we talk?" He said seductively as his fingers traced the lock. "This door is a little flimsy." He said but soon shook it off. 

"A-About what?" You stuttered as he came even closer to the bed.

"About what makes you happy." He purred in your ear as he slithered closer.

"W-What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean." A twisted smile crossed his face and you opened your mouth to let out a frightful scream but his hand intercepted it. "No, no, no. If you scream or peep about this I will make sure you are enrolled in the nearest mental hospital. His hand rolled up the back of your shirt as his touch sent shocks up your spine. He forced his lips on yours as you remained motionless. Tears full of fear streamed down your cheeks as you sat, petrified.

"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Harry called from the other side of the room, Myra was standing in the door way.

"I'll call security and the police." She announced as she walked out. 

"H-How did you get in here?" He asked as he shot a clear three feet away from the bed. 

"It's a replacement door! like you said, it's flimsy! All I had to do was pull!"

"Well t-that's illegal!"

"No it's not!" Their bickering was brought to an end when two familiar security guards pulled him out.

"Sam, are you okay?" Harry ran to your bedside and put you on his lap.

"Y-Yeah."

"I'm so sorry-"

"For what?"

"I-I knew what was going on an-and I waited. I'm so sorry-"

"Don't be! Harry, stop. You waited the perfect time so that people saw what happened. You saved me." You smiled sheepishly and he let out a small chuckle.

"Sure I am."

The rest of the day went by quickly. Another doctor checked on you and Harry refused to leave. They reduced your anti-anxiety dosage to one pill twice a day and no sleeping pills. Louis and Liam picked you up and threw a small surprise party for a welcome home gesture. 

"Thanks for the amazing time guys but I think I'm going to get Sam back now." He smiled as he led you out. "Let's get ready for bed, okay?"