Friend or Foe

–Hannah–

"Where the hell were you?" I turned around in horror and saw a fuming red faced Austin. I closed the door and looked at the floor, my head was spinning and everything was swaying.

"Just sight seeing," I mumble.

"Sight seeing?" Austin asks in a mocking tone and walks forward. I cower into the corner and brace myself for a slap. Instead I feel my hoodie being pulled off. My eyes follow Austin as he takes off my hoodie and then he smiles pleasantly to me.

I blink my eyes several times and Austin leans into me and I stop breathing. I knew my breath smelled like alcohol and I had to look sober in some way.

"Went drinking I see," Austin pulls back and chucks my hoodie on the sofa. I press my back up against the door; I didn't know what was up with Austin. He seemed too calm as if he was planning something. My hands were tucked behind my back so I could reach the door handle and make a run for it.

I opened the door and it creaked as it opened, which made Austin spin around. His face was engulfed in anger and he came up to me and slammed the door shut with his hands and glared at me. I tried to shrink, but it was impossible. Austin grabbed my hand and took me to the bedroom and closed the door.

"Let me go!" I said in panic. I tried to claw his fingers off of my wrist, but they were locked in a death grip. I glanced up at him in terror, tears brimming in my eyes.

"Where the fuck did you go?!" Austin snapped at my face.

I dropped my head so I wouldn't have to stare at him. "Sight seeing," I muttered.

"Bullshit!" he yelled. "You went out to some club, right? You wanted sex, right? Fine then, I'll give you the hardcore sex you want."

He threw me on to the floor until I was on all fours. I tried to crawl away, but Austin caught a fistful of my black hair and tugged my head back as I screamed in pain. I knew what he was going to do, he was going to do something worse than beating me, he was going to rape me.

"Stop it!" I screamed as Austin ripped off my shorts. I tried to move, but it was impossible, the harder I struggled the tighter his grip was on my hair. I felt like my head was going to fly off and my neck was hurting badly. I closed my eyes and screamed out in pain when I felt Austin thrust into me and I felt something tear inside me. "Please!" I was crying hysterically now. "Please stop!" I pleaded as Austin thrust in harder, I was sure I was bleeding.

"Piece of shit," Austin growled and pulled out of me. I heard him zip the flyer on his pants and he made me stand up. "Stop crying you slut," he said and smacked my face. The blinding force hurt me so bad I lost it.

"How the fuck am I supposed to stop crying?!" I screamed at his face as I widened my eyes. Austin's pupils dilated in hatred and let go of my hair, I felt the pricking pain in my scalp. I looked up at Austin and he was breathing through his clenched teeth and shoved me to the floor.

I was still naked from the waist down and I tried to grab my shorts, but Austin stepped on my hand, putting all his weight on my fingers. I wailed out in pain and looked up at him, "Stop!"

He let my fingers free from his feet and I stared at my fingers as I tried to curl them, I felt a bone crack. Austin stared down at me and gave a twisted smile. He grabbed my fingers which he stepped on and cracked each one of them, making sure he heard the rippling bone cracking. I screamed in pain and tried hard to pull away, but Austin kicked my side making me gasp. He then crouched down and tucked a hair behind my ear as I was coughing and rasping in pain.

"It hurts, doesn't it?" he questioned with pity and I stared into his cruel eyes.

"You're a monster," I spat back at him.

Austin leaned back and I felt a fist hit the side of my face. I coughed up blood and my jaw was in pain, I was sure he broke it. I coughed and struggled to stand up as the monster stared at me. I stared at him and he strolled towards me. I turned around and swung open the bedroom door and ran to the living room. I was about to open the door which would let me out to the hallway, but Austin beat me to it and closed the door. Austin twisted my arm behind my back and whispered, "You want to play babe? Let's play."

"No," I cried out as Austin started throwing punch after punch to my face.

"This is for being such a slut," Austin growled and punched me." "This is for not being a loving girlfriend... For not supplying me with money... For not having a body... For being irresponsible..."

Austin threw punch after punch after punch by saying hateful things about me and I endured it all. I cried in pain until I was coughing up blood. I knew I wasn't dead or unconscious, but I wished I was. Now I know how Rihanna felt when Chris Brown beat the living shit out of her, but I was never going to take him back like she was doing. I don't know when Austin stop beating me, but it didn't matter, the pain I was feeling was unbearable. I opened my eyes and saw black blotches appearing in my vision. I blinked several times to get rid of them and then slowly got up, cringing in pain. Blood was on the carpet and I spit out blood which made my jaw send immense pain throughout my face. I brought my hand up to examine my face and I was sure I needed to be hospitalized. Slowly, very slowly, with great determination I rose to my feet and instantly hunched over like I had a hump back.

I couldn't breathe properly and when I straightened my back slowly, my rib cage hurt and I swore he broke some of my ribs as well. I walked very slowly into the bedroom, there was nothing to be afraid of now, if Austin was going to beat me up again or kill me, I wouldn't mind. But when I opened the door to the bedroom, Austin wasn't there. I let out a breath of relief and found my shorts and underwear. Carefully I bent down and clenched my teeth at the pain shooting up from everywhere as I grabbed them and put them on. It was not like I was going to stay here with my monster boyfriend. I didn't bother taking anything, but I wanted to call my brother at the very least, he's helped me. He always did, even when my other brothers threw my Barbie doll out the window, it was Jordan who went downstairs and brought it back to me.

"I love you Hannah," he whispered and smiled.

"Me too," I answered and hugged my brother tight with my small arms.

remembering that moment made my mouth dry, but tears were coming. I cried enough when Austin beat me, I had no drop of tears left in my body. I open the front door, not bothering to close it behind me. I winced as I walked to the elevators and covered my bloody face with my hoodie. Hoping not to catch any attention in the horrific state my face was in. I limped out of the Hilton and met the crisp air of Manhattan stinging my face. I hissed through my teeth at the pain but I walked down the street catching no attention.

I had no clue what time it was, but it was very late and the streets were very quiet. I pictured myself getting killed somewhere in an alley and laughed. I wouldn't mind that either. I felt no emotion or pain, I was suddenly numb. It felt like I was floating on some cloud, like I was in a haze. I kept my attention on finding a hospital to block out the pain in my body, but that was impossible. Suddenly I was craving for my father even if he would bitch about my mistakes, but he was still my father, one of the only family I had left, even if I hated him. I coughed a bit and ran into someone and grimaced in pain.

"Can't you see where you're going?" I spat in anger.

"Hannah?"

I snap my head to the sound of my name and find green eyes gazing into my blue ones.

"Hannah?!" Harry asks outraged and clutches my arm as I hiss in pain. He pulls my hood down and his facial expression changed from surprise, to anger, to complete utter shock. His hand loosened which was gripping my arm. "Hannah?" he asked again, and he seemed like he was choking.

"Excuse me," I hastily say.

But Harry plants both his hands on my shoulders and I flinch back at the contact. He slowly walked me over to a shop which was throwing neon lights and he took a good look at my face. I felt disgusting as I watch pity and his green eyes; I didn't want to be pitied on.

"Who did this to you?" he asked in disgust and then instantly knew the answer. "Austin," he growled.

I closed my eyes and suddenly started to sob. I didn't know what happened but when I opened my eyes; I was sitting on Harry's lap sobbing into his polo shirt. He smelled so good, I couldn't place it, but it made me feel better. Harry was rubbing my back and letting me cry, he didn't bother to soothe me and I should thank him for that. I pulled back after bawling and started hiccuping. With his hands, Harry moved my black hair from my face and mouth and slowly went over my bruises. I closed my eyes at his gentle touch and I felt Harry suck in a sharp breath. Harry didn't know what to say, he seemed to be at a loss of words which made me smile a bit, Harry always had some fast witty remark but now it seems a switch inside him flipped.

"Are you okay?" I croaked.

Harry closed his eyes and his hands slipped from my face. "I don't know what to do," he whispered, "should I leave you or hunt down that bastard?"

"Don't leave me!" I whimpered and the hardness in him left, replacing it with sadness.

"I won't," he said and pressed me to his chest. "I promise," he rocked me back and forth while I inhaled his scent, feeling like shit.

Notes

Chapter 10! I told you it would get more exciting and there will be more to come in upcoming chapters so I hope you all stick around for that. Thank you so much for reading, it would mean a great deal if you told me what you guys think so far. Have a good one!