Beautiful Pain

Teddi has been beatin, brusied and neglected by her mother ever since her dad left them. One day her mother pushes her over the edge by throwing a beer bottle at her and it smashing into the back of her left arm. Raged, she packs a bag and leaves for the ER and not planning to come back. In the parking lot she passes out and an innocent bystander to the rescue. Harry to the rescue I should say. Once Harry helps Teddi he feels a deep connection between them. He feels as though he's responsible for her. Keeping her safe is becoming one of his first priorities. Not only for a crack in the road but of her abusive mother. Will he keep her out of the harmful grasp of her own mother or will she slip away back into a dark painful life?


15. Mum

"Hello." she smiled at me. I stared at her with wide eyes. I swallowed really hard.

"Mum? How did you find me?" I asked lightly, in a shaky voice.

"Well, I was on YouTube and at the bottom of the screen was the most viewed video of the day. The caption under it was ' One Direction twit-cam featuring Teddi' so I took a look at it. Shockingly, it was you and five strange boys that looked as though their Mums still dressed them. One boy said you'd be joining the tour, and, here I stand." she smirked widely. Her eyes were wide with exhilaration. Her grasp tighten on my arm.

"Hello," Harry said confused coming into view. "Who is this?" he asked and put his hand on the small of my back. I looked deep into his eyes and he saw my fear.

"Harry," I said deeply, "This is my Mum." I told him. He turned his head to her and gave her a sick look.

"Your her Mum?" Harry asked in a disgusted voice.

"Yeah, I am and I'm here to take her home with me. To London." Harry's eyes widened.

"You can't do that." he gasped. My Mum just rolled her eyes at him

"Sorry, pretty boy, but I believe I can." she stared to drag me away.

"Wait!" he said taking a step towards us, "You can't take her, I need her. She is my world and if you take her, I'll have nothing to revolve around." he looked at my mum with desperate eyes. She sighed,

"Well, If you put it like that," she said," Then there's just another good reason to take her away." she smiled viciously. Mum began to yank me away again.

I ripped my arm from her tight, torcherous grip and ran in the other way. Harry caught me and I crumbled in his arms. I began to tear up and cling to him. I drew my face from his chest. He lightly kissed my cheek and stepped in front of me. "Come here now Teddi!" my mum screamed at me. I closed my eyes and placed my hands over my ears. The horrible memories of her drunken nights came flooding back after being locked away for so long in my mind.

"No! I can't go back!" I yelled and almost fell to the ground form the over whelming feeling of all of this. A new set of arms caught me. I looked up an saw Zayn's face above me. His brow was furrowed. Zayn stood me back on my feet and held my elbow for support.

"Alright, what's going on here?" I heard a deep voice say. Paul stepped between the inches of my mum and Harry. I was shocked Paul could stand there, the air was so thick.

"This is Teddi's mum." Harry spit through his teeth. Paul's eyes widened at her and she nodded.

"And I'm here to take her home." she glared through her slit eyes.

"She can't do that." Liam piped.

 "She is my daughter I'm taking her home!" she yelled in Paul's face.

"Please don't let me leave with crazy psychopath that is supposedly my mother," He looked down and shook his head,

"I can't let you do that miss." and looked back up

"At least give me a minute with my runaway daughter." She sighed annoyingly, Paul looked between us and hooked me under his arm.

 " One minute, that's it." and she turned and walked away. I stared at the floor, tears streaming down my cheeks. Harry and Zayn followed behind me but Harry picked up his pace and started to walk in front of me. He wanted to have as much separation between me and someone who used to beat as possible. We were lead into a room and Paul let me walk into the door behind Mum.

" A moment please?" she said sweetly with a bitter edge to it as she turned and closed the door in Harry's face.

"So, Teddi," she said calmly "I've missed-" she quickly locked the door and that was when it began.

"WHY?" she screamed. Mum ran to me full force.

"Security!" I heard someone yell on the other side of the door. I dodged Mum just in time, or she would have my throat. I panicked, what was I to do? Normally in my house I would try to run into the toilet or my bedroom. I had no where to go, this was a single room. I had to get to that lock.

I took a quick glance at the door but that clearly was a mistake. No quicker than I could blink, there was a hard sharp pain across my face. The force of the blow sent me to the floor.

"YOU LEFT ME! DO YOU THINK THAT WAS EASY TO HANDLE?! AFTER YOUR FATHER, NOW YOU! IM NOT LETTING YOU LEAVR TEDDI!" she was smacking and punching me left and right. Also, she spat while she spoke. I could almost taste the ash coming from her lips and a sense of beer was in the air.

I wasn't crying though. I had no tears, still I knew not to show her how close to that cliff I was.

There was a heavy punch to my stomach and then it abruptly stopped. I hadn't realized I had tuned out quickly. My eyes where closed. But I didn't dare open them. I knew My mum would be looking at my body like I was a piece of meat and would be yelling a whole bunch of words I would never use in my life. So I kept my eyes closed.





I was silently letting the tears stream down my face. Harry would turn me around and try to wipe them off, but I never caught on to do it myself. I sat on the hotel couch and stared at the blank white wall. A lot of emotions where rushing through my head at once and I didn't know what to think.

I knew Harry wanted to comfort me but didn't know how. So he stayed at the other side of the sofa and watched me carry on. He came closer to me and tried to rub my arm, hesitated and laid a hand on my back. I smiled up at him, but then quickly looked back down. Realizing my face must be bruised from her hands.

Harry tenderly put a finger under my chin and made me look at him. I tried to avoid eye contact but that didn't last long. He took a deep sigh

"Still so beautiful." he breathed. I searched his face for what hew was really thinking. All I could find was compassion. Not pity, no sarcasm just understanding.

"Room service?" he asked quietly he wiped some more tears from my face. I nodded slowly as he picked up the white phone next to him.

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