Murder... (Harry styles) Mature. ON HOLD

Chapter 20...

I rest my swollen face on the cool cement ground. They haven't stopped and if they kept going I wouldn't be around for them to sell me anymore, making this situation some what good. But I still didn't want to die so young.

They both haven't touched me yet apart from my face. I'm starting to think I'm going to end up dying down here alone but I'm just hoping for that small possibility that Harry would come for me.

" Rise and shine darling. I've got some guests here." The evidence of a smirk on Liam's face just makes me want to cringe and hide myself from his little surprise. I shake my head bring my forehead to rest on the top of my knees.

" Please just finish me off." I sniffle rubbing my sore face, hoping to make the pain sooth away but fails miserably.

" B-Baylee?" My head snaps up towards the girls voice, my eyes widening instantly happy tears falling down my cheeks at the sight of her. Her eyes are also showing tears as she stares at my screwed up face.

She then turns to Liam glaring at him.

" You told me you weren't going to hurt her." She hisses to Liam, who only meanly chuckles at her.

" Oh no this wasn't all my doing. It was Chris's, besides I'm not the one who dragged her into this shit am I?" Liam eyes Perrie as her eyes meet mine again. She mumbles a short no under her breath.

" Get back to Zayn I'm sure he doesn't know you've wondered off unless you want him to know." Liam's smirk grows back as Perrie quickly exits the room leaving me. How could she. I thought she was on Harry's side.

Liam's eyes then turn to me, his smile never leaving his lips as he takes a few steps toward my sitting figure.

" She couldn't help you if she tried baby." He whispers to me before turning and leaving me alone.

I sigh loudly laying down again, my face must look like a beet root. Cause it honestly is killing me with how painful every movement is.

I flinch but don't bother moving when the door is opened again. I didn't even look to see who it is knowing it's either Liam or Chris.

" I'll help you out of here Baylee I promise. Me and the boys are on your side." I turn my head finding the blue eyed blonde haired boy who was the first I met out of the group of boys. He gives me a sympathetic smile as his hand rests on my cheek.

" I got you into this, I'm sure as hell I'll get you out." He continues before standing to his feet.

" T-Thank you Niall." I feel like crying as soon as the words leave my mouth but I don't.

I don't know what there plan is but I just hope they get out of all this shit as well. Even if there not trapped by being locked in a room by Chris.

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" You're sick. You killed my damned mother." I seethe watching Chris's every movement as me walks around me in slow circles. He chuckles loudly before speaking.

" Your mother was on a thin line between death and living. I just made her choose between the two and she chose death." He explains, I shake my head not believing a word spoken.

" You killed her and you were going to kill me." I'm speaking more to myself making sure he doesn't screw up my mind of what I had remembered from the past.

" DONT FUCKING TOUCH ME." I scream when his hands shove my shoulders sending me to the ground where his legs sit side by side of my waist. Forcing and trapping me to the ground. I struggle the best I can but it doesn't work, his strength is to much for one man. The exact same as Harry.

" No no NO! Please don't do this to me." I beg his filthy hands slithering over the bare skin of my stomach inching closer and closer to my breasts where he harshly squeezes making me gasp and again struggle from him.

His hands don't stop, the look on his face shows that he's concentrated. As if he's trying to show me pleasure. He could never show me the same pleasure Harry had given me.

" Please you can't. NO." His strength is shown when my shirt is ripped in two shoving it over to the other side of the room, becoming useless. I again shove and struggle but it soon comes noticeable that I can't get out of this one on my own.

His actions then repeat to my pants ripping at the button and tearing them from my legs.

" I can make you feel so good Baylee. Much better then what that bastard ever gave you. And I won't force you unless you make me, I'll be gentle if you let me do this." He's honestly thinking I'm going to be okay if he rapes me. That I won't try my best to save myself. He's delusional.

" Fuck you." I gasp my head swinging to the left my had beginning to throb yet again. But it doesn't hurt, I was already expecting this. And the pain was something I'm getting used to.

" Fine it's my way then." And with that my undies are torn from me, leaving me exposed to my mothers killer who will soon take my own life.

" Get. The. Fuck. Off of her." My eyes gleam widening as I find Niall standing directly behind Chris. How the hell did I not notice him walk in. My head snaps to the left finding both Perrie and Zayn watching from afar incase anything happens.

" YOU LET ME IN THIS DAMN DOOR ZAYN!." More tears spill from my eyes just hearing the voice I've been waiting for.

" You get off her or all hell will brake loose as soon as that door opens." Niall threatens Chris. Chris's eyes haven't left me as Niall speaks.

" She's going to die either way, if I don't kill her surely Harry himself will. That boy has to much anger for one man and he has to release himself somehow. You're his own personal punching bag my dear." Chris smiles down at me. A sick twisted smile as he stands to his feet off of my whimpering body.

" Hmm get up." He hisses down at me. I slowly and painfully move to stand to my feet. The chains moving along me with as I stand.

It all happens to fast to comprehend. I'm sent back to the ground with a loud bang to my stomach, as soon as my body hits the ground my eyes open to a mute scene in front of me.

Zayn opens the door sending Harry inside, his eyes instantly on me. They turn close to black as he looks down at me, why can I not feel the pain?

" Oh god Baylee!!" " HARRY GET OFF OF HIM." Nialls and Zayns along with Perrie screams were all blended together. Yet Harry didn't speak a word.

Screams and yells can be heard but only parts of what there saying comes through my head as my eyes slowly close and open. The heavy feeling of the chains around my leg were gone.

" HARRY SHES DYING." Niall screams and with that I'm lifted into some bodies arms the scene of Harry throwing multiple punches to a dead Chris's body.

" Give her to me." Harry whispers his arms covered in blood as he taking my body, I gasp my own shaking hands pressing against a wet patch of my stomach. I list my own hand up to find there covered in red blood.

" Finish him off. Liam as well." Harry growls stalking out of the room.

" Don't you dare close your eyes on me Baylee." His voice is strained and shows a lot of anger.

I simply give him a small nod and I'm placed in the seat of his car. The sleepiness was beginning to become to much. And as soon as Harry starts the car my mind and soul was asleep.

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