Innocence and its opposite

I'm still on the floor looking up at Harry scared of what he might do for running away. But he slowly reaches out to me and I'm frozen in shock, he lifts me up holding me against his chest as if I were a small child.
I still don't say a word as he rocks me back and forth in his strong arms. While I think of how kind he is acting, the flashbacks happen. His strong arms the same ones that are comforting me, are the same ones that caused the physical pain not to long ago. I fall asleep once again to Harry whispering sweet nothings into my ear.
Not thinking of how tomorrow will go. No words have left my mouth, only small almost inaudible whimpers.
*next morning
I slowly wake up to something tugging around my waist. Slightly panicking I try to move away and then I realize that it's Harry's arms wrapped around me, his hold getting tighter with every move I make. I really don't want to wake him up, the sun is shining in through the blinds and I'm pretty sure my bruises are completely visible. Not wanting to move, I get bored and fall back asleep.
I suddenly wake up to Harry stirring in his sleep mumbling something about don't leave me, I don't know why I did that. So I poke him on the chest until he wakes up. Jolting awake, Harry quickly looks at me and hugs me tightly. With the bruise on my back being squeezed I gasp and start crying.
I guess he feels my body tremble from my crying and holds me at arms length with a scared and concerned look on his face. And then his eyes move to the side of my face and he looks appalled. I don't know what to say, so I don't say anything. Harry looks frozen in place, and I just look back at him. Once he finally says something it's " I thought it was a dream". He meets my eyes again H: it wasn't a dream was it?
Me not knowing what to do, I just shake no. And his hands gently touch my face, and as if he remembers something he reaches for the hem of my shirt tentatively and looks into my eyes for permission. I nod yes and he gently turns me around and starts to lift up my shirt. I hear him gasp and I can only imagine what he is seeing right now, My back just one huge bruise.
The air is so thick in the room and I start to feel uncomfortable. I suddenly pull my shirt back down and walk out of the room. I hear his footsteps right behind me and I stop walking when he starts to talk. H: Chelsea, I ... I'm so sorry I, this wasn't supposed to happen. I'm supposed to protect you, not hurt you. Please forgive me I love you so much. I'll do anything, just tell me what to do and I will do it please. Chelsea I love you so fucking much and I know I screwed up so much."
I'm frozen In my spot, tears are falling down my face and I suddenly hear hear him crying behind me; I hurt, not from physical pain but emotional pain. I want to turn around and give him a hug and tell him everything is alright but I.. I don't know what else to do but cry.
I turn around and basically run into Harry's chest, I didn't realize how close he was to me. But I wrap my arms around him and cry with him.

Notes

i hope you like it please leave comments it motivates me. sorry its not as long as i wanted it to be, i have to pack for my competition. and that is the reason why i am posting it so late.