Society.

Chatper 23

Anna's POV

I gave Harry one last hug then I ran out of his bedroom, I ran out of his house, I ran out of his street, I ran out of his life.

I looked back and saw that someone was following me. He seemed drunk. It definitely wasn't Harry. He's the last person I want to see.

I sped up my walking pace until I was running but the person behind me was too quick and pinned me to the ground. I recognise the slurred voice.

It was my dad.

"Why did you fucking ignore me this morning?" he screamed, the smell of alcohol burning my nose.

"I.. school... sorry... i.. no..." I didn't know what to say.

He stood up on top of me. But I didn't struggle much. I knew what he was going to do. He was going to kill me.

"Stay still." He yelled.

He kneed me in the back with his full weight and started whacking me around the head. He pulled me up by my hair and then let go, my face hitting the concrete with full force.

As I lift my face up slightly and see a puddle of my red blood, mixed with the small stones in the gravel.

He grabbed me by my ankles and pulled me along the road until we were outside someone's house.

"Zaynnnn!" I heard my dad greet.

Zayn? That better not be Zayn-Zayn. But it was.

"Alright sir, we've got him. He's in my car." I heard Zayn say.

Him?! HIM!?!? Who the hell was 'him' and why do they have 'him'.

My dad picked me up by my waist, the same waist that Harry cut. I squealed.

"Shut up bitch." My dad yelled, slapping me.

I was blindfolded and thrown into the boot of a car. But I wasn't alone. I knew this when the car started moving.

Someone gently took the blindfold off my raw face. The light of a phone flashed on, lighting up the boot. Only then did I realise it was Harry.

I was so glad it was him. I don't really care anymore. I'm going to die anyway.

"Harr..." I was interrupted by his smooth lips pressed against mine. But I couldn't kiss him back. And I didn't.

"I'm sorry. I just thought.." he whispered. I wasn't ready.

"It's okay. My.. my lips are bleeding." I whisper back.

"I don't mind. I know I was a stupid idiot and I know I messed up. I was so fucking rude to you. I didn't mean it. I didn't mean to say those stuff to you. I love you Anna! But I know I messed everything up for us and your never going to forgive me. I'm never going to get over you. I'm sorry for being such a fuck up! I'm so fucking sorry. I will never forget you. I just hope you won't forget we ever loved because you have meant so much to me. Please!" His voice was shaky when he spoke.

I ran my fingers through his hair and whispered "I will never, ever forget us. I love you too." What was I saying? I can't just forgive someone like that. Can I? Well I guess I did. And I just wanted to be safe in his arms again.

He reached for my waist but I flinched and he gasped. "I'm so sorry Anna but I had to do it! you do it too hard and I can't let you do it! If I didn't do it, you would do it yourself. But you do it and you do it too deep. I didn't want to do it. Please I'm sorry." He said tearily.

I just giggled slightly and whispered "you know no one has ever done that for me. You saved me. Even if you did cut me. But if you didn't do it, the contents of my blood would be all over your floor."