Unexpected
Chapter Nine - Monster
(Harry’s POV)
I get out of the bedroom as fast as I can, I’ll kill her if I stay in there. Fucking blaming me for ruining our relationship “FUCK!” I scream and punch the wall, leaving a hole. “Damn it Harry!” Niall yells “I’m not fixing that” I laugh and roll my eyes “you will if I tell you to, but no you’re not… Liam will do it when he wakes up” I walk over to him and kick his unconscious body. “Well you look pissed” Ezra points out “no shit Sherlock” he laughs. Remind me why I didn’t cuff him last night, now he’s going to think everything is all hunky dory because he helped Anna. “Just because you helped her last night doesn’t mean you can walk around here like nothing happened, I still fucking hate you” “aw Hazza hate is such a strong word” he smirks. I’m going to kill him, literally, he has no idea the mood I’m in right now.
“Where’s Louis?” I ask Ezra, he furrows his eyebrows and says “he went back to bed” I nod “LOUIS!” a loud thud comes from his bedroom and he comes out holding is head “what happened what did I miss?” He asks “nothing, Anna is being a bitch… I think you need to change her attitude a bit” he grins and nods his head “LEAVE HER ALONE-” I punch Ezra in the stomach, cutting off his sentence and making him double over in pain “no Anna needs to learn her lesson” he straightens up and goes to hit me, but I dodge it and laugh “WHAT DO YOU THINK IS GOING TO HAPPEN TO HE IF YOU START A FIGHT WITH ME?!” he stops and takes a deep breath “if you want her to stop hurting I suggest you don’t continue this” “let her go Harry, it was my fault I made her sleep with me, I’m here… let her go” I chuckle “you see that’s what I don’t understand, you keep saying how much you want her to be safe and away from me, but then you piss me off with lies and make me want to hurt her more” I start to walk away but her grabs my arm, I turn around and punch him in the nose knocking him out. I drag him to the radiator and cuff him. I’ve had enough of this shit.
When Louis comes out of the bedroom he’s all smiles “lesson went well eh?” I ask “excellent, I gave her an A plus” I shake my head and smirk. Time to see how the lesson really went, hopefully she’ll be more respectful. If not I’ll have to deal with her myself. I make my way to my bedroom, the one that use to be ours, the one that I’d come home to late at night and always know she’d be there in our bed, wearing one of my t-shirts. Opening the door I brace myself, Lou always goes way over board when I give him permission to do something to her. And I know I left him with her too long, but she pissed me off and at the time I didn’t care what he did to her. I walk in and she’s on the bed, one of her hands tied to the bed post, the other bloody and hanging in front of her face. I go over to her and cut the slip tie that’s digging into her wrist, when I do she whimpers “shh, don’t move” I gently move the hand that she has covering her face and when I do I see all the damage – a busted lip, black eye, and bruises… so many bruises.
(Anna’s POV)
“shh, don’t move” I don’t think I could if I tried, my entire body hurts, from my head to my toes… but mostly in the middle. I thought when Ezra stopped Liam last night I was in the clear, then Harry was being nice to me, I thought everything was going to be ok, for at least one day. Oh how I was wrong. Louis is a monster with no boundaries or morals, and he really hates me “did you learn your lesson?” yeah if the lesson was to be more terrified of Louis than I already was “y-yes” I wince, my throat feels like it’s on fire. I know my neck has to be covered in bruises. “Good, no more Louis then?” I shake my head no, to the best of my ability and feel him kiss my head. There used to be a time when I loved Harry’s kisses, waited for them all day when him and the guys were ‘working’, begged for more at night before we fell asleep… not anymore. Not for a long time. Ben filled that void and now I miss him more than anything, I miss his kisses, his lips, his hugs, his voice. I miss the way he used to wake me up every morning – light kisses from my forehead to my lips, his body gently lying on top of mine, and then “wake up baby”
I keep replaying what happened that night over and over in my head, I keep wishing that I would have told Ben about my past when I first met him, I keep thinking I could have stopped him from answering the door. But the truth is I can’t, there is nothing I can do to change the past. And there is nothing I will ever be able to do to get that vision of him being shot out of my head. He died because of me “are you listening to me?” somehow Harry’s voice broke through the abys that is my guilt and heartbreak “w-what-” he puts his hands on my ribs and pushes, causing me to scream. Why does this hurt “Louis broke or bruised some ribs” he pushes again “p-plea-ase-” one more push then he stops “FUCKING LISTEN TO ME WHEN I’M TALKING TO YOU!” I nod my head ‘yes’ and try to calm my breathing “I said- you know what fuck it… I’m going out, I want you out of this room when I get back and when Liam wakes up he’s in charge” my body freezes and he smirks when he leaves the room.
(Zayn’s POV)
I nod my head listening to Niall, trying to process what he’s telling me “you’re sure?” “Positive, what do we do?” “Don’t tell Harry… I’ll take care of it” After Niall leaves the room I grab my phone “Malik. What do you want?” “I need your help with something-“ “and why would I help you… isn’t that like gang rule number one – don’t help the rival gang” “you’ll want to help me with this, the guy is a cop” there is a long pause on the other end of the call, did he really fucking hang up on me “listen Malik I’ll help you on one condition” “go ahead, name it” “Styles isn’t involved” I chuckle “that exactly what I was going to tell you” I hang up the phone after we set up a meeting place. Well that wasn’t that bad, this should be easy… hopefully. If Harry doesn’t find out.
I get out of the bedroom as fast as I can, I’ll kill her if I stay in there. Fucking blaming me for ruining our relationship “FUCK!” I scream and punch the wall, leaving a hole. “Damn it Harry!” Niall yells “I’m not fixing that” I laugh and roll my eyes “you will if I tell you to, but no you’re not… Liam will do it when he wakes up” I walk over to him and kick his unconscious body. “Well you look pissed” Ezra points out “no shit Sherlock” he laughs. Remind me why I didn’t cuff him last night, now he’s going to think everything is all hunky dory because he helped Anna. “Just because you helped her last night doesn’t mean you can walk around here like nothing happened, I still fucking hate you” “aw Hazza hate is such a strong word” he smirks. I’m going to kill him, literally, he has no idea the mood I’m in right now.
“Where’s Louis?” I ask Ezra, he furrows his eyebrows and says “he went back to bed” I nod “LOUIS!” a loud thud comes from his bedroom and he comes out holding is head “what happened what did I miss?” He asks “nothing, Anna is being a bitch… I think you need to change her attitude a bit” he grins and nods his head “LEAVE HER ALONE-” I punch Ezra in the stomach, cutting off his sentence and making him double over in pain “no Anna needs to learn her lesson” he straightens up and goes to hit me, but I dodge it and laugh “WHAT DO YOU THINK IS GOING TO HAPPEN TO HE IF YOU START A FIGHT WITH ME?!” he stops and takes a deep breath “if you want her to stop hurting I suggest you don’t continue this” “let her go Harry, it was my fault I made her sleep with me, I’m here… let her go” I chuckle “you see that’s what I don’t understand, you keep saying how much you want her to be safe and away from me, but then you piss me off with lies and make me want to hurt her more” I start to walk away but her grabs my arm, I turn around and punch him in the nose knocking him out. I drag him to the radiator and cuff him. I’ve had enough of this shit.
When Louis comes out of the bedroom he’s all smiles “lesson went well eh?” I ask “excellent, I gave her an A plus” I shake my head and smirk. Time to see how the lesson really went, hopefully she’ll be more respectful. If not I’ll have to deal with her myself. I make my way to my bedroom, the one that use to be ours, the one that I’d come home to late at night and always know she’d be there in our bed, wearing one of my t-shirts. Opening the door I brace myself, Lou always goes way over board when I give him permission to do something to her. And I know I left him with her too long, but she pissed me off and at the time I didn’t care what he did to her. I walk in and she’s on the bed, one of her hands tied to the bed post, the other bloody and hanging in front of her face. I go over to her and cut the slip tie that’s digging into her wrist, when I do she whimpers “shh, don’t move” I gently move the hand that she has covering her face and when I do I see all the damage – a busted lip, black eye, and bruises… so many bruises.
(Anna’s POV)
“shh, don’t move” I don’t think I could if I tried, my entire body hurts, from my head to my toes… but mostly in the middle. I thought when Ezra stopped Liam last night I was in the clear, then Harry was being nice to me, I thought everything was going to be ok, for at least one day. Oh how I was wrong. Louis is a monster with no boundaries or morals, and he really hates me “did you learn your lesson?” yeah if the lesson was to be more terrified of Louis than I already was “y-yes” I wince, my throat feels like it’s on fire. I know my neck has to be covered in bruises. “Good, no more Louis then?” I shake my head no, to the best of my ability and feel him kiss my head. There used to be a time when I loved Harry’s kisses, waited for them all day when him and the guys were ‘working’, begged for more at night before we fell asleep… not anymore. Not for a long time. Ben filled that void and now I miss him more than anything, I miss his kisses, his lips, his hugs, his voice. I miss the way he used to wake me up every morning – light kisses from my forehead to my lips, his body gently lying on top of mine, and then “wake up baby”
I keep replaying what happened that night over and over in my head, I keep wishing that I would have told Ben about my past when I first met him, I keep thinking I could have stopped him from answering the door. But the truth is I can’t, there is nothing I can do to change the past. And there is nothing I will ever be able to do to get that vision of him being shot out of my head. He died because of me “are you listening to me?” somehow Harry’s voice broke through the abys that is my guilt and heartbreak “w-what-” he puts his hands on my ribs and pushes, causing me to scream. Why does this hurt “Louis broke or bruised some ribs” he pushes again “p-plea-ase-” one more push then he stops “FUCKING LISTEN TO ME WHEN I’M TALKING TO YOU!” I nod my head ‘yes’ and try to calm my breathing “I said- you know what fuck it… I’m going out, I want you out of this room when I get back and when Liam wakes up he’s in charge” my body freezes and he smirks when he leaves the room.
(Zayn’s POV)
I nod my head listening to Niall, trying to process what he’s telling me “you’re sure?” “Positive, what do we do?” “Don’t tell Harry… I’ll take care of it” After Niall leaves the room I grab my phone “Malik. What do you want?” “I need your help with something-“ “and why would I help you… isn’t that like gang rule number one – don’t help the rival gang” “you’ll want to help me with this, the guy is a cop” there is a long pause on the other end of the call, did he really fucking hang up on me “listen Malik I’ll help you on one condition” “go ahead, name it” “Styles isn’t involved” I chuckle “that exactly what I was going to tell you” I hang up the phone after we set up a meeting place. Well that wasn’t that bad, this should be easy… hopefully. If Harry doesn’t find out.
Notes
I literally cried writing the part about Anna missing Ben, soooo sad :(
AMAZAYN!!!
3/7/15