Harry's POV
I saw that bastard drag Frankie out of the house and my blood boiled. “What the fuck is he doing with Frankie, Sarah?” I asked after I storm over to her. “What do you care? If you were going to act weird this morning, you should have just left the first time. She doesn't want people to know anything about what's happening to her and you made her feel like shit. So go to hell, Styles.” Her face was turning red the longer she talked to me. I didn't really mean to make her feel bad, I just didn't really know what to do.


“What is he doing with her, Sarah? Don't you care at all that she could get hurt?” Sarah's face softened. “He took he back home but no one's allowed over there. Harry, Jason would kill for her. So, please be careful okay?” She asked as she looked down. I nodded and walked out of the house. I ran into Niall on my way out of the door.


“Hey man, I just saw the dickwad, House take your girl. What's going on?” Niall has been my friend for a long time, he's pretty fucking great. “I don't know, that's what I'm going to find out. Wanna ride?” Niall could tell I was on edge so he nodded his head. “Where are we going?” He asked as we got into my truck.


“To get my girl back.” I simply stated and went to Frankie's house.


As we pulled up to Frankie's house, I saw them stepping out of Jake's car.


“Goddamn it, take a hint Styles! Why are you here?” Jake laughed as Niall and I walked closer to the house. “I should be asking you the same thing, House. I don't think Frankie wants you here.” I'm trying to be as nice as possible. I don't want to fight in front of Frankie, considering how scared she was the night we met.


“Frankie doesn't have a choice! God! What is with this girl?! I'll never understand how she continues to get under peoples skin. She's nothing but a fucking slut! Jason has girl throwing themselves at him and all he wants is you. Doesn't make any sense.”


“Watch your fucking mouth-” I started but was cut off. “No Harry, it's fine, I'm fine. You should leave though. Jason will be here soon and he's pretty mad at me, I'll be okay.” Frankie looked at me and I can see it in her eyes, she was scared. I don't know if she was scared for me or herself, but she was terrified.


“I can take care of myself, Frankie.” I took a step towards her and Jake grabbed her by the arm and yanked her back, I saw her wince although she tried to hide it. I narrows my eyes at him and he smirked. “So can I.” “Yeah, because you're doing a bloody great job at it!” I yelled and gestured to her arm that Jake still had a tight grip on. Niall grabbed my shoulder and squeezed it, telling me to calm down. “Jason doesn't always fight fair, Harry! You have to leave.” Jake squeezed her arm tighter and she whimpered softly.


“Shut up, Frankie. Lets go.” Jake pulled on her arm and she stumbled into the house. Before he closed the door Frankie turned and look at me with tears in her eyes.


“Come on Niall, we're going to go get Sarah. Maybe she can convince Jake to give up Frankie.”


“Why don't you just go get her yourself? You can take him.” Niall threw up his arms. “I know I can Niall, but I don't want to fight in front of her. She doesn't like it. I'd rather deal with Sarah. Let's go.”


Frankie's POV


Jake pushed me into the living room and started pacing. “Jake, you can't tell Jason that Harry was here. He'll be so mad at me.” I whispered. Jason is really pissed off at me. No telling what he'd do to me.
“You know I have to Frankie, don't be stupid.” Jake hissed. I snapped my head up in disbelief. “You owe me!”


“I don't owe you shit, Frankie. I did what I had to do to protect my sister. Now stop your fucking whining because you're giving me a headache!”


“Jake, please...” I tried to plead with him when I heard the front door open and slam. In walking Jason, “You know what's funny? I thought I just saw Styles' truck leaving here. But you wouldn't be that stupid, right princess?” Jason asked as he gripped my face. I shook my head. “Now you know lying will only make this worse for you, Frankie.” Jake just had to say something. Little fucking snitch.


“Jason I- I didn't know he was coming. I swear! I-” Jason cut me off with a swift slap to the face. He gripped my upper arms, lifting me off the couch. “Jason, please. I'm sorry...” He threw me down, drawing back his leg to kick me, then stopped. “Damn it Frankie! Why do you make me do this to you?!” Jason turned around and started pacing the room. I made a bee-line for the stairs. If I make it, I could get to my room and lock the door, but if he catches me, I'm dead.


I pray to God that im sober enough to out run him. Here goes nothing...


I hopped up and made it half way up the stairs before Jake grabbed my hair, pulling me back. I fell down the stairs, landing at Jason's feet. He crouched down and pushed my hair behind my ear. “I don't want to do this Frankie, but you have to learn to listen. I gave you chance after chance to straighten up. You then decided to whore it up with Harry fucking Styles.” He laughed with out humor. “You will listen to me next time God damn it. Harry is no good for you. And I'll make sure he knows it too.” He slid his thumb under my eye to capture the tears. “Oh yeah? How are you gonna do that?” I smirked. I'm confident Harry could take Jason, as long as it's only Jason. He moved his hand and squeezed my cheeks together.


“It will be written all over your beautiful face baby.” My eyes grew wide as his turned dark. “I'll never forgive you. Do you understand me?! I will never forgive you, Jason.” I cried, my voice cracking. “Yes you will, you always do.”


Next thing I felt was a blow to my side, then my legs, and my face.


I pray this won't be as bad as last time.

Notes

I know I continue to do this (go MIA) and most of you are probably like fuck off no one reads this anymore, but I graduated and now I have nothing to do so I'm going to write. Sorry I'm so terrible. lol

~Cici
xoxo