Quiet- Harry Styles fan fiction

Chapter 16

Bellas POV

After a while of just sitting at this hidden wonder land I finally moved myself. I wiped my eyes and tried to numb the feeling of what had just occurred. It happened way to fast for me to take in so quickly. The words that left from his mouth couldn't have been true. He couldn't have said he loved me. It was just not the truth, it was unheard of in my memory. It had been proven that it was impossible to love a girl like me, I was a girl who needed fixing, not some girl that was born into perfection but only born into mistakes. No one could love a broken, speechless mistake.

I didn't even want to think anymore, it was almost as tiring as running miles after miles across the country. maybe even worse. It was a heavy displeasuring feeling that weighed me down at every giving moment. And that weight on my shoulders decided to add on the most, at the worst moments. Like today, just after he was lip-locking with someone else, he confessed his love to me. Which I still wasn't so sure I believed.

None of this made sense to me. I sadly wish things could go back to how they were. not when me and Harry where together. But when we hadn't even known of each others existence. When I didn't talk, when I had no one. and sadly that sounded like happiness to me. to just be left alone without all of this craziness, manipulation and fighting.

I started making my way out of the Forrest slowely. It had seemed to get pretty dark ever since today. I had to walk all the way home because I couldn't drive with this fucking cast on my wrist. It was a long ass walk from the school, yet all the way to my house.

I started thinking about how crazy life has gotten in the past month or however long it has been. I had fallen head over heals for a boy, then only to be stomped on like everyone else. But it was so hard to believe everything he did. He was so caring and nice to me. I just didn't understand the whole thing. Did Liam really twist it around or is Harry lying to me. By the looks of it, it looks like he's lying. I mean it only took him a day to get over it and go lip-lock with another girl. It's not like I'm saying we have kissed or anything, it's just sometimes I thought he liked me more than just a friend. I guess not.

As I'm walking home I decided to stop at a gas station to go get something to drink. I haven't eaten all day either so I guess it wouldn't hurt to get something to eat. When I walked in the rusty doorbell rang and caught some people's attention.

I walk over to the fridge and grab a water bottle, then go by the snacks and got a bag of sun chips. I paid walked outside into the fresh night air. Just as I was about to take a sip from my water, I'm pulled away like a rag doll into an alley way next to the gas station.

My first thought was terror. I dropped all the things in my hands and try to fight off the guy who was currently pinning me against a brick wall. Then I saw his face. And I screamed so loud, even though it felt like no one could hear me at all.

"Shut the fuck up!" His voice was darker and scarier than I usually had heard it.

Tears rolled down my cheeks at an uncontrollable rate, trying to struggle out of his grip. I knew I shouldn't have slapped him and fought back, I knew he would try and get revenge, and right now I was terrified of what he wanted from me. I scream again, but his hand covers my mouth harshly.

It was Arron.

"What did I just fucking say?!" He said in a whispered anger

I felt like I was going to die at this exact moment. The way his eyes glared into me with such hatred and anger, I knew I should have never crossed the line yesterday, I knew I would be punished greatly for it. I screamed so loud again. But that was the worst thing for me to do.

He rose his fist and hit me hard in the gut, making me gasp for air. At this weak moment he decided to take advantage of me. He threw me to the floor punching me again. I cry out in pain. I let more tears fall freely down my face. It stung and I felt like I could already feel the bruises forming. He only laughed at my weakness. He bent down on top of me, making me squirm and kick and punch him away. At least I tried. It only angered him more and he pinned my hands and legs down hard on the floor. I cried more out of the immense frusration. I screamed again hoping someone would hear me in this dark alley. He moved himself closer to me as he kneeled on top of me. I cried more and screamed as loud as I could. He only smirked.

"I'm going to have a lot of fun with you," he says smirking evilly.

"N-no!" I etched out of my cold, trembling lips. He was pleased with the sound of my voice and only smiled bigger.

"Oh so now we're talking huh? I thought you only talked to harry?" He teased. I sobbed, the breaths I took made my chest vigorously move up and down. I felt like I couldn't breath anymore. I couldn't even think, I was hipervenalating. I felt completely hopeless.

His hands traveled down to my sweater and slowly taking it off of me, revealing my tank top.

"Please please stop!!! Please don't do this!" I yelled. I screamed and yelled for help, only to be hit on the cheek. I didn't care about my voice and being quiet at the moment. I just needed help. I tried to fight him but he was so much more taller, stronger and bigger. I was no match but it didn't make me give up. I. Kicked and lashed and screamed for anyone. But every time I screamed I was punished more and more. This time but him literally ripping it off. I was now in my bra and jeans. I screamed again, so loudly, yet nothing happened, no help or anything.

"Shut up!!!" He yelled and punched me again. It stung and the pain was almost unbearable against my skin. I cried and shrieked in pain. "You know, I did plan on getting revenge on you at school. But when I saw you walk into that gas station I had the most perfect plan." He said evilly

"No!" I screamed trying to move and get away from him.

"I thought what if I fucked the little girls innocence away? Because we all know no one had laid a finger on you." when he told me this sobs erupted harshly and I kicked and screamed louder that I thought my lungs would burst.

"No please!!!! Harry!!!!!" I yelled for his help, hoping that there was chance he would come save me. but I knew he could never come. He wasn't going to save me this time.

"He won't save you." he spat laughing "he never even liked you!"

I cried that I felt like I would never stop crying. I hated this. I hated the fact that I knew I couldn't escape it. He didn't listen to me, he only covered mouth and continued to rip my clothes off. I thrashed and kicked hard and tried to get him to stop. "please stop!!!!! Help me someone please!!!!". Where the hell was anyone? why couldn't anyone hear me? I screamed and screamed. His hands traced down me giving me goosebumps or terror. Nothing could have been more terrifying in my life. But at this moment I had felt completely numb and that I knew i deserved this. I was worthless and a waste of space to this world. I didn't matter.

I still screamed and cried and lashed for help as loud as possible. I was completely violated and having a huge panic attack. I didn't even want to think of what he had done to me. I would never forget it. he had fucking raped me and got away with it.

When he decided his excruciating payback was over he punched me and hit me and kicked me over millions of times. Then he was gone, leaving me feeling worthless and numb. I couldn't feel half of my body. I was still screaming, and it felt like my voice was giving out at any moment. Bruises were already forming on my body. But I couldn't feel anything anymore, I was numb and broken. I laid in a alleyway with only underwear and a sweater to cover myself. I didn't move, I was hurt and bruised, the physical pain was so back I thought I was going blackout. I couldn't though. I needed to get out of here. I barely could move my arms. I reached for the jeans, but when I moved pain overflowed my body. Ignoring it I reached into the pocket getting my phone that had felt like a ton in my hands. I called the only person I knew; Harry. I didn't care who it was at this point I restlessly put the phone to my ear.

"Bella?" he answered

I felt like throwing up and passing out at the same time. My voice probably wasn't even audible but I needed his help.

"H-harry. please help me" my voice was extremely hoarse and worn out.

"Bella, are you alright? Where are you!?" he said worriedly

"I'm at a gas station." I mumbled and felt like I was out of breath.

"Where? Bell please tell me which one. what the fuck happened?"

"Next to the school." I said in a whisper and felt hot tears falling from my eyes. "please hurry" I say before dropping the phone, being to weak to hold it The next thing I knew is I was crawled up in a corner of an alleyway shivering and blacked out.