This Isn't Happening

I have had a troubled life. I have lived in care all of my life.... until now. A family who haven't even met me, swept me off my feet and took me away. How do they know me? Why me? It was only then I realised my new foster brother would be Louis Tomlinson...


12. Amy P.O.V- He Did It (mature content)

Amy P.O.V

   Louis is my everything. He is kind, understanding and perfect. He cares about me. No one has ever cared about me like he does. As we arrive at his friend's house I get nervous. What if he doesn't like me? What if he... He won't, he can't. Louis won't let him. He won't. His mother greeted us so warmly,  my heart lifted as I saw her. I wish my mother was like that. Harry slowly came down the stairs. Where have I seen him before? Those piercing green eyes seem so familiar. A wave of realisation hits me suddenly. He Did It. He was one of my 'masters'. He's going to do it again. Please no! I can't take this anymore. I break down crying and run up to the spare room. How could it be him? He seems so civilised, so calm, so charming. Not the rough pervert that he was that night. I remember him seeming so young, I couldn't believe he was there.


 "Hello beautiful," he whispered in my ear. He pulled of my clothes as I was quaking in fear. Not again, not again. He shoved me down on the bed, pinning me down with his muscular arms. He then started licking my breasts and forcefully kissing me and biting my neck. I felt as if I were an object, just being used like a toy. He did it after what felt like hours. I hated every single minute of it. My life couldn't get worse.


I remember vividly now. I'm weeping into the pillow. I hear footsteps getting louder, towards my door. It was Harry. I backed away and sat in the corner of the room, barely looking up. He came closer to me.

"Don't do anything, please!" I said, so quietly, you could barely hear me. He stepped closer.

"I won't, I promise. I am never stooping as low as what I did to you ever again. Ever. You wouldn't believe how sorry I am. You wouldn't believe. Please forgive me."

I gained confidence. "Why? Why should I forgive you after what you did to me? Do you know what I have gone through? Do you have any idea?"

He looked down and slowly shook his head.

"No, I'm sorry."

"That was my job. People used me as their slave. You were 1 of so many men and boys who did that to me."

He stepped closer again. I shook in terror. He tried to touch my arm but I pulled away abruptly. Then he just left, not saying a word.


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