Don't Forget Me...

I'm awake... But nobody can see me.. I wake up in my house but nobody can see me not even my brother Louis.. Idk what's happening anymore. I almost gave up hope when he could.see me... He knew I was there.... He gave me hope.. I just prayed he wouldn't forget me...


25. New persepctive

"No, he won't find out, but I will leave it" Jason said.

"Thank you" I mumbled. His hands were now high up on my back, and they were starting to make their way down to my ass.

He was revolting, his touch made chills fall down my spine like a waterfall.

"How can you do this?" I asked.

"Do what?" He asked. He was biting his lip, and his hands didn't stop until they were both gripping my ass.

"How can you make me do this.. how could you rape someone, how could you do it. How could you do it knowing that they don't want you, they don't want it? A girl that is inlove with someone else.." I blurted out.

His hands fell from my ass, and he was straight faced now.

"When I see you, I don't see a girl who is inlove, if you were inlove you would be with either Harry, or Niall, not the both of them. I see a girl who doesn't know what she wants yet, a girl who hasn't explored or experienced much. A girl who is in a box, but she wants to go crazy, and have fun... let me take you out of that box?" He said.

"You seem like you are trying to convince me rather then tell me that" I said leaning back from him.

" I am telling you this, and I know deep down you know that I am right, and I will always be right" He said. He was smirking as if he had won the argument, but he didn't. I wouldn't let him.

"No, it's not true Jason. I am inlove with the both of them, and I know that sounds crazy, but I can't help it. When I try to let go of Harry my heart aches. I can't breath, and the thought of it makes me sick to my stomach. But Niall.. Niall is the complete opposite of Harry. He is sweet, and tough, and he would do anything for me, he would do anything with me.... that choice is impossible, I can't live without either of them."

I said. I felt my heart jump through my chest, and it was pounding. It was pounding on the inside of my chest, like it wanted to burst.

"I." Jason started, but I quickly cut him off.

"And you, you want to take them away from me. You are killing everything I have with them, and I don't want that. I don't wanna be here" I said.

My voice felt weak, and I was sweating. Then I knew the real feeling of death, I heard another knock at the door.

"Hey Jason, I wanted to apologize". That voice, that voice belonged to Harry. Why would he be here.

"Speak of the devil" Jason said. I was ready to climb off of him, and hide. He gripped down on my thighs holding mine down to his.

"Yeah come in Harry" Jason said smirking at me.

"Jason let go of me!" I squealed.

"Jamie?" I heard Harry ask. The door wasn't open, I knew it was locked. Jason wanted to torture Harry he wanted him to feel like he was useless, like he could help me. He grabbed my ass, but it wasn't like before. It was painful, and it took every ounce of my strength not to scream, I couldn't let him do that to Harry. He smacked me with the other hand, I couldn't hold it in I had to scream. I did.

"Jamie!" Harry was screaming at the door now, and the door knob was shaking rapidly.

"Oww stop Jason" I screamed. It sounded more like me begging him. "Please stop" I screamed again. I was trying to hold it in, but the pain was to much.

I knew what I had to do, but I couldn't. It would cost Harry his life, and maybe even Niall.

"Scream for him, beg him to come help you" Jason whispered in my ear.

"Go die" I replied. My teeth were grinding together trying to comprehend the pain.

He slapped me across the face. It would have knocked me clean off of his lap If he wasn't holding my in place with his other arm. I was crying now, "Jason stop" I begged through the sobs in my throat.

He hit me again, " I told you what to do, do it"

"No" I said.

He slapped me again, but this time it was harder. I found it hard to believe that he hit harder then he did last time, but he proved to me he could.

I couldn't take it anymore. I wasn't doing it for Jason, I was doing it for me, I needed Harry, I didn't want him I needed him.

"Harry... Harry please help me" I begged. I hoped I screamed loud enough for him to hear, but my voice was so shaky.

I didn't even get to finish what I was saying when I heard a loud bang. My head was fuzzy, and it sounded like a gun shot. It was so quick, and then I was pulled to the ground.

I could see the door that was once places with the wall on the floor beside me. I knew Harry had knocked the door down. The hinges still connected to the door which left two big holes in the wall. It was cold outside, and the air was crisp, and refreshing.

My face was throbbing, I couldn't feel much pain anymore, but I knew I would in a couple hours.

I looked over to the other side of me, and there was Harry. Jason was ontop of him, and thrusting his fist towards Harry's face.

Even though there was a fist flying towards Harry's face, he wasn't looking at it, he was looking at me. His green eyes studying me, and how I looked.

I didn't hesitate anymore, I was up, and running towards Jason. I was to late though, he had punched Harry a few times by the time I pulled him off. He threw me off of his back. My head cracking on the ground as I landed. I knew I couldn't stop Jason. I pulled my phone from my back pocket, and started to dial a number.

"I am at Jason's I need you to come here now!" I screamed over the phone. There was no reply, the person just hung up after I was finished talking.

It took two minutes. The worst to minutes of my life, if Jason kept hitting Harry like this he could kill him.

I couldn't walk hitting my head unbalanced me, and I couldn't even get to my feet.

I heard footsteps. "Jamie are you okay?" I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Help Harry please?!" I begged. I knew the voice, but I couldn't match it to a face.

They didn't hesitate they ran right over, and with one punch Jason was on the ground out cold.

Harry had been knocked out after three blows to the face. His body still but blood pouring out from his nose, and mouth.

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