You & I (BP Sequel) Harry Styles Love Story

8.

WEEK LATER 

RACHELS POV:

Its been a week. A slow week at that. The same old happens as well. I clean and do everything Thomas asks. I get beaten when Thomas gets home. I havent been eating as much as i use to. And yes i would say i have lost weight too. 

Its also been just over a week since when i last spoke to Harry. His tried calling and texting me but i ether ignore them or tell him im busy. I know its bad. I know i only just got my best friend back and now im pushing him away. But i didnt want him to hurt by me. I didnt want him to know how ive changed. How i have brusies all over me because of Thomas or how i self harm again. 

I was snapped out of my thoughts when i heard knocking from the front door. Who would be knocking at the door on a sunday morning? Thomas was in the living room and i was in the kitchen. The knocking continued, so i got up to answer it. 

I slowly opened the door and there stood the boy ive been ignoring but missed so dearly. 

"Harry?" I whispered looking behind me to make sure Thomas werent there because he still didnt know that Harry and the boys were back. 

"Rachel, why have you been ignoring?" He said and i sighed. 

"Harry you need to go" I whispered, not wanting Thomas to come out the living room. 

"Why? I need answers, Rachel, tell me?!" He said quite loud at that. 

"Why dont you invite our guest in, Rachel" I heard Thomas say from behind me and i froze. Thomas pushed the door open more so now he could see Harry probably. "Ahhh Harry right?" He said putting his hand out for a hand shake. 

"Thomas right?" Harry said shaking Thomas' hand. 

"Yea, tea?" Thomas asked friendly as Harry followed him to the kitchen. I stood there shocked. Why was Thomas being so nice to him? Why hadnt he shouted yet? Or even told Harry to go away? This is bad. Very bad. It meant that he was going to beat me so bad when Harry leaves. 

I finally shook my head and shut the front door before going into the kitchen, where Harry and Thomas now sat, each with a cup of tea. I slowly made myself a cup of tea, listening to there conversation. 

"So why you here Harry? Thought you were on tour?" Thomas asked pretending to be interested in their band. He wasnt though. He hated them. He told me, serval times. 

"We're on break" Harry simply said as i finished pouring my tea and started to mix. 

"Oh, Rachel never told me that the guys were around." 

"You didnt?" Harry said and they both were looking at me as i leaned on the counter with my cup in my hand. 

"I guess i forgot, sorry" I shrugged and sipped on my drink. 

"So what brings you here Harry?" Thomas asked and i was getting frustrated with how nice he was being. 

"I was coming to see Rachel" Harry said and i knew what Thomas was going to ask next. 

"How did you know where to find her?" He asked the question i knew that was going to leave his mouth. 

"She texted it to me the other week." Oh Harry was making everything worst and he didnt even know. 

"Why? Im confused." Thomas said acting innocent, even though his far from it. 

"I bumped into Rachel in starbucks the other week or so and we swaped numbers. I ask to met and she gave me this address thats how i knew she would be here today" Harry said and i turned round so my back was facing them. I put my cup down and gripped the counter until my knuckles went white. 

"Leave." I said with clenched teeth. 

"What?" Both Harry and Thomas said and i spun round so i was now facing both of them. 

"You heard me. Leave." I said with clenched fists at my sides. I know i was pushing Harry away but it is for his own best. I know Thomas is going to beat me so bad when he leaves and i should make Harry stay longer but i couldnt. I needed him to go. Before he makes anything worst. Before he says something his not suppose to. I need him to go. If Thomas is going to beat me, i want it now. I dont wanna wait in fear. I want him to hit me. Tell me how pathetic i am. I dont want it to be later. I want it now. Im finally just going to say what i want to Thomas but Harry cant be here. I dont care what he does to me anymore because no matter what he will hit me. 

"Rachel, thats not nice to say to our guest and your best friend." Thomas tormented me. 

"I dont fucking care. He needs to leave and he needs to leave now. Ive had enough" I said still with clenched teeth and fists. Harry looked at me confused and hurt. I dont wanna see him hurt but he needs to leave now. 

"Rachel-"

"No Harry, just leave now!" I shouted and Harry got the idea. 

"Fine" He slammed the chair to the floor as he got up and stomped off to the front door.

Once the front door slammed shut, Thomas spun to look at me and i glared at him. 

"Why didnt you tell me you bumped into him?" He asked

"Because i didnt want to" I simply said, which was the truth

"Then why didnt you tell me you hanged out with him?" He asked and we stayed at the distance we were, no one getting closer. 

"Because i didnt want to" I said again

"ANSWER ME PROBABLY!" He shouted and slammed me into the counter behind me, has he was now face to face to me. 

"I DID!" I shouted back and straight away he slapped me in the face. 

"Someones getting fiesty, and i dont like it!" 

"Well i dont care what you think" I said now looking back at him. 

"Why is it that you have so much courage all of a sudden?" Thomas asked me, digging his finger nails into my hips, which i knew was going to leave a mark. 

"Because i figured no matter what i do you beat me so whats the point?" I said and Thomas laughed

"You think your so smart dont you"

"Oh, i know i am" And he slapped me again and all i did was laugh

"Why are you laughing? I just slapped you." He said, sounding confused. 

"Because you really think that hurt. Do you think anything you say or do hurts me anymore. After everything that youve done, nothing hurts me. Im numb. You could beat me all you like but its not going to make you who you want to be." I said and he smirked

"And who do you think i wanna be? Like your precious little Harry."

"No" 

"Then what do you think i wanna be?" 

"You wanna be so big shot. Someone who can call all the shots. That i will soon be your little bitch and do whatever you say but sorry to distroy your dreams but im no ones bitch." I said with clenched teeth and he kneed me in the chest making me fall to my knees. 

"And you wanna know what i think you wanna be?" He whispered in my ear but i carried on looking at the floor and not him. "You wanna be a strong girl who can get through everything and do anything by herself but youre so wrong. Cause your weak..." He said and kicked me in the gut making me now lay on the floor, grunting. "Your pathetic.." Another kick. "Your just a little girl who gets bullied by me and her father. A girl who everyone leaves because shes not good enough. Do you see anyone here to help you? I dont. Not even your mum wants you. Your pathetic..." And with one last kick, i blacked out with tears stained on my cheeks. It hurt because everything he said was right...

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