His Other Side

Haley has been bullied since 6th grade. So as she enters the 12th grade, she is just ready to end it all. But then a handsome, geeky plot twist named Marcel Styles totally changes her life forever. But she soon starts to notice some odd behavior in her new friend. Does Marcel have a dark secret? Will Haley discover something in him that she never imagined?


35. I Won't Give Up

Haley's P.O.V.

Pitch black. That's all I could see in all directions. The sweat that dripped from my forehead was absorbed by the black fabric covering my eyes. My breathing was heavy. The wet, humid air filling my lungs every time I inhaled. My wrists burned from the rope digging into my flesh. My stomach ached from where I was kicked. My arms red from the many hits I got. I could feel the warm blood trickling down my neck from the cut that was stinging so badly.

I had cried out all my tears. There were just no more to cry. What was the point anyway? It wasn't going to help me get out of here any faster. All I could do is sit and pray. Pray that someone would find me and rescue me. Pray that the boys were doing everything they could to look for me. Pray that Harry was okay. It was the worst sight I had ever seen.

I was sitting helplessly in the black vehicle, knowing that Harry was following at a fast pace, trying to keep up. The blindfold fell away from my eyes. I saw Harry driving behind us. We made a sharp turn. And the last thing I saw was the truck, crashing into a ditch, before someone put something up to my nose and I passed out.

I don't know what happened after that, or where I was taken. All I knew was that I needed to be home; safe in Harry's arms.

I heard the all too familiar voice coming towards me. I just sat there, curled up, not having any way of defending myself from this monster. I felt someone put there hand on my shoulder and bend down next to me. His breath was hot against my cheek. "Now you don't have any of your friends to save you." he whispered. His voice sent shivers down my spine.

I didn't want to be here. I didn't want to end up like his last girlfriend. Raped until she couldn't walk and then left for dead. No. I couldn't end up like her. "Jacob. Please. I'll do anything." I begged. He chuckled. "I've already done what I wanted to do to you" he said. I sat there in shock. He raped me? He must have done it when I passed out. I started crying.

"Don't worry." he cooed. "As soon as one of your little friends gives me the money, I'll let you go. But until then, your mine." I shook my head. I wasn't his. I was Harry's. I cried harder. He laughed and walked away. "I'll be back in an hour! Don't do anything stupid." he yelled. I heard him switch off the lights and open and close a door. Silence.

I shook my head until the blindfold fell off. A bright light came on. My phone was a few feet away. It was a text from Liam. I scooted over to it and turned it on with my tongue.

From: Leeyum:): Hal. Please respond!

I responded using my tongue.

To: Leeyum:): Please help me. I'm at some warehouse. Hurry!

Thank god for auto correct. Otherwise my text would've looked like gibberish. 

From: Leeyum:): Hold on, love. I think I know where you are. We're on our way.

I waited for a few minutes. I heard someone come through the doors. I stayed silent, praying it was Liam. It wasn't. "I forgot something." Jacob said, grabbing my phone off of the ground. He turned it on. His head shot up and he looked at me angrily. "You told them where we are?! You little bitch, ruining my plans." he snapped. He slapped me across the face. The tears that were falling made it sting terribly. 

Just then I heard the door slam open. "Haley!" Liam cried. Jacob stood in front of me. "You want her? Give me the money." he hissed. Liam looked at him and then at me. He clenched his fists and swung his arm up and hit Jacob right in the face. Liam started beating the shit out of him.

Zayn came over and untied me. "Are you okay?" he asked. I nodded and hugged him. Zayn pulled out his phone and called the police. They arrived in two minutes flat. They dragged the unconscious Jacob to one of their cruisers and drove him off to jail. A cop talked to me for a minute and then left.

Liam, Zayn and I all went to the car. Liam drove while Zayn sat in the back and comforted me. I laid my head on his shoulder. He put his arms around me and rubbed circles into my back. We got to the hospital that Harry was at. Liam told me he was not doing well. I was so scared.

We walked into the room. Niall and Louis were sleeping on a couch together. I was actually a pretty cute 'bromance' moment. I slowly walked over to Harry's bed. He looked pretty awful, all scratched up. A single tear fell from my eye. I held his hand in mine.

Beep...beep...beep. The sound of the machine was the only sound in the otherwise silent room. "Please wake up." I whispered. "I'm safe now. Liam and Zayn rescued me. I'm right here next to you. I'm not going to leave unless you wake up. I'm going to stay here by your side through all of this. Because this is just an obstacle that we have to overcome. Once we overcome it, it'll go back to the way it was. Just you and I. And our young love. We will get to live our happily ever after. I promise. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow. But someday. I love you."

My face was wet with tears. I sat down on a chair next to the bed. The was a guitar sitting on the ground. Niall must have got it from our house. I picked it up and held it in my lap. I started to play 'I Won't Give Up' by Jason Mraz.


When I look into your eyes

It's like watching the night sky

Or a beautiful sunrise

There's so much they hold


And just like them old stars

I see that you've come so far

To be right where you are

How old is your soul


Well I won't give up on us

Even if the skies get rough

I'm giving you all my love

and still looking up


And when you're needing your space

To do some navigating

I'll be here patiently waiting

To see what you find


Cause even the stars, they burn

Some even fall to the earth

We got a lot to learn

But God knows we're worth it


No I won't give up


I strummed the last chord. A tear dripped down my cheek. I didn't know how long I'd be here with Harry. But I did know that I wasn't going to give up.

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