Obsessed

Chapter 13*

Warning, This chapter does include sexual assault and bad language.
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Today is the day Harry and I are going out and all I'm feeling is excitement and extremely nervous. If I mess up then I'll never get to see my family again but if I succeed at this then I may just be able to get back to my family.

"Ready?" He asks.

I nod my head as his hot breath continues to hit the back of my neck, He slowly starts unwrapping his arms around me and pushes me forward, near the mirror. I look in the mirror in the hallway focusing on the huge purple bruise on my arm, memories slowly come back from the other day.

-Flashback-

I look down seeing that Harry handcuffed my arms together, how could he possibly do that to me.

"Baby, You're awake," He says walking in the room with an evil smirk. I try to scoot away but only see my legs tied as well, I look up at him with fear as his dark eyes meet mine.

"You look hot while struggling," He says in a seductively voice making me roll my eyes, not again. I try to squirm away but only made myself mock a worms move, he comes closer grabbing my arms tightly that will leave a mark.

"Look at you, All innocent and ready to be ruined.." He mumbles he he starts sucking my neck, I'm trying so hard not to puke at the moment.

"Stop, please stop!" I yell tears form in my eyes, he continues and starts taking off his tight black jeans and I choke on my sobs trying my hardest to push him away by kicking and clawing.

"Now, this may hurt but you already experienced it," He says as he starts to grind on me with his boxers still on.

"Get off of me!!" I scream trying to kick him but only fail at it, his moans start to feel the quiet room and I shake my head just hoping this was a nightmare.

He continued this until he started to undress fully naked and started to undress me as well and that's when I and how I got raped by a psycho who claims me and says he loves me.

-Flashback ends-

I stay staring in the mirror not wanting to think about it further and what happened after he took off all my clothes.

"You look beautiful,"

I turn around to see Harry, he had a white shirt on that showed his tattoos through his shirt, I looked down to see he was wearing the skinny black jeans, I stay fiddling with my white crop top and continue staring at the ground as he keeps his gaze on me.

"We should get going now." Harry mumbles grabbing my hand and squeezing it tightly as I let out a deep sigh. I walk in front of him and I slowly open the door nearly escaping but only get a tight grip on my arm by Harry letting a frown cover my face, better luck next time.

Or better luck in a few minutes.