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?


24. Taken

~Happy birthday, Nialler!!! I hope everything goes well on your special day! I love you so so much and I can't believe you are 20! Thanks for everything you do! You are amazing, talented and not to mention super hot! You are loved by so many adoring fans and have the 4 most wonderful lads by your side cheering you on every day. We all love you, babe! Congrats!!!~


I was awaken at around 1 in the morning by Harry's constant groaning. I sighed and got out of bed to retrieve his pills. I walked over to him and gently poked his arm. He opened his eyes and looked at me. "What?" he asked half-asleep. "Take this." I said handing him the pill. He took it and swallowed it. I put the bottle of pills on his bed-side table and climbed back into bed.

Harry kept tossing and turning, trying to get comfortable. After about ten minutes I couldn't take it anymore so I just went downstairs to sleep on the couch. I couldn't find a blanket and I wasn't wearing my warmest set of pj's so I just decided to go out to the tree house and sleep with Niall and Louis.

I wrote Harry a note and walked upstairs. I slipped it under his bottle of pills and grabbed my phone. I walked back downstairs. I quietly opened the back door. I slipped out to the back yard and slowly made my way towards the tree house.

I felt somebody grab me from behind. A large hand covered my mouth and the other was wrapped tight around my stomach. "Drop the phone." a deep, unfamiliar voice said. I lightly nodded and let go of my phone, hearing the screen crack as it hit the hard ground. 

I felt a piece of duct tape go over my mouth. He tied my hands behind my back with a strong rope. I could feel the rope burns forming on my wrists as it dug into my skin. Everything went black. He had put some sort of bag over my head. "You are going to do as I say. Got it?" I nodded again. He let go of me and tightly grabbed my arm, hurting me badly. Tears came to my eyes.

He pulled me around. I had no idea where he was taking me. I wanted to fight back so badly but I knew he could easily kill me if I tried. We walked for a good hour before he spoke up. "If you do anything stupid, trust me, you will be sorry." The smell of beer and cigarettes filled my nose as he pulled me down a flight of stairs. I could hear the sound of men laughing getting louder and louder. I heard him open a door.

"Jacob. You're back. And you have brought someone with you." a man's voice said. "Yes I have." Jacob said. He brought me up to what seemed like a stage. He pulled the bag off my head. I didn't really realized how, well, revealing, my pajamas were until now. The large crowd of drunk men in front of me whooped and hollered.

I realized what was going on. This was one of those rape auctions. Oh my god. I could feel my heart start to beat faster and my hands started to shake. Jacob stepped up to a podium. He was quite a scary man. "50!" someone yelled from the audience. "100!" yelled someone else. I stood there motionless, helplessly listening to gross men yelling out bids.

"200!" "250!" "300!" "400!" "450!" "475!" "500!" the crowd was silent. "500 going once, going twice, sold!" Jacob said. A man from the audience stood up. He was tall and thin. He looked to be just a little older than me. He had dark, scruffy hair and his clothes were very worn. He walked up to me. "Yeah! You get her, Joey!" someone called out.

He took me by the arm and led me to a room in the back. "You got an hour." a big, muscular man said to him. Joey nodded and took me into the room. The only thing in it was a severely used bed. My stomach churned at the sight of it. He closed the door and turned to look at me.

He untied my hands and tore the duct tape off of my mouth. "What's your name, baby?" he asked, obviously trying to sound seductive. It wasn't working. "Ha-" I stopped. I was not going to give out my real name. Especially to this creep. "Harper." I said. "Harper. That's sexy." he said, stepping closer to me.

For every step he'd take towards me I'd take one back. I frowned as my back hit the cold, hard wall. He looked into my eyes. His eyes were dark and scary. He put his hands on the wall over my head. He pinned my body against the wall with his. He tried to kiss me but I pushed him away. He grabbed my wrists with his strong hands and held me against the wall so I couldn't move. He started leaving small kisses on my neck. He stopped and looked up at me. He smirked at me. "This is going to be the best night of your life, Harper."

*1 hour later*

He raped me. My body hurt all over. I sat in pain, naked on the bed. Joey was softly stroking my hair. Tears were falling down my cheeks. I wanted home. I wanted the boys. I wanted Harry. Someone knocked on the door. "Hour's up." a voice said. Thank God. Joey stood up and put his clothes on. He pulled me up and carefully dressed me.

He pulled me out of the room and gave me to Jacob. "Ready for round 2?" he asked me when Joey walked away. My face filled with terror. Round 2? Jacob laughed and pushed me back on stage. My legs felt like spaghetti as I stood there. The taste of tobacco and alcohol lingered in my mouth.

Just then someone walked through the door. He wore a long trench coat and a hat was covering his face. "Ben. You're late." Jacob said. "I know. I had some important business to take care of." the man, Ben, said. He came and sat down at the table right in front of me. He removed his coat. Then he took off his hat, reveling his face.

He had light brown hair that looked like Liam's when he had it long. He had tan skin and deep brown eyes. He looked up at me and his jaw dropped.  Oh no. People had already begun bidding. I think they were at like 550. Ben shot up and yelled "1000!" "1000 going once, going twice, sold." Jacob said.

Ben quickly got me and pulled me to the room. I went over and cowered in the corner. "P-please don't hurt me." I stuttered. He looked at me with kind eyes. "Haley? Haley Reagan?" I sat there in fear. "How do you know my name?" I asked. "It's me. Benny. From grade school." he said smiling.

looked at him. He did look a lot like Benny, just an older version. "Prove it." I said. "Tell me something only Benny would know." He sat down on the bed. "I remember when we were in 4th grade, you were at my house playing on my swing set." The memories filled my head as he continued on with the story. 


"Higher! Higher!" I yelled giggling. Benny pushed me even higher. "Wee! Look at me! I'm flying!" I said, stretching my arms out. "Careful. Don't fall." Benny told me. I giggled. He was always looking out for me.

"Can I have a turn now?" he asked me, clearly out of breath. "Sure." I said smiling. He stopped the swing and I got off. He got on and I pushed him. I was having a little bit of a hard time since I was not very strong. "Come on, Haley! Higher!" he yelled. I gave him a big shove.

I tripped and fell face first into a big mud puddle right under the swing. "Hal! Are you okay?" he asked, jumping off the swing. I stood up and wiped the mud off my bright yellow sun dress. Benny started laughing at me. "It's not funny!" I yelled at him. "It kind of is." he said, giggling.

I picked up some mud and threw it at him. He gasped. "See? It isn't funny, is it?" He glared at me. He picked up some of the wet, squishy mud. I ran away before he could throw it. We chased each other around the yard, throwing mud at each other, laughing and having the time of our lives.

*End of Flashback*

I smiled as he finished telling the story. I looked at him. "Benny." I said, smiling. I went up to him and wrapped my arms around him. He hugged me back. "I've missed you so much, Haley-bug." he said. I giggled, remembering the cute nickname he gave me when we were kids. "I've missed you, too." I said. He pulled away.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him. "Trust me, Haley, I don't come here to buy girls. I come here to just hang out and have a few beers with my friends. My buds and I all agreed to never buy girls. That's just sick. But when I saw you up there, I knew I couldn't let one of those drunks have you. So I bought you. To keep you safe." he told me.

"What are you doing in England?" I asked. "Well, my parents and I moved to California in 6th grade because of my dad's work. We lived there until I was 16 and then his job brought us up here. I finished high school and planned on going to culinary school to become a chef, since I've always loved to cook. But about a week before I was supposed to leave, my parents died in a car accident over in Ireland. I was crushed. My parents were always my best friends. I dropped out of college and just moved into my own small apartment in London. I was so depressed."

He pulled up his sleeve to show the scars on his wrists. My eyes got watery. "I didn't have a job or anything. So I started selling drugs. I never took any, I just sold them. I finally got a job working at Nando's. I stopped selling drugs. I still work there and I am probably the best employee they have. So I just come here every once in a while when I need someone to talk to." "Benny, I'm so sorry." I said. I gave him a hug.

"What about you. What are you doing here?" he asked. I told him everything, starting from when he moved up until Joey raping me. "Wait a minute. Joey raped you?" he asked. I nodded. "Joey's one of my best mates. He would never do anything like that. He has a fiance!" Benny said, sounding shocked. I told him everything Joey did to me. A lot of it was really disgusting but Benny kept a straight face through it all. You could tell he was as hurt as I was.

"I'm really sorry." he said once I was done. We sat in silence for a while. "We need to get you out of here." he finally said. "How?" I asked. He thought about it for a while. "I'll buy you permanently." he said. "I don't want you to stay with Jacob. I hear he does horrible things to girls." "Like what?" I asked.

"About a year ago, he had a girlfriend named Julie. They had been dating for several months and he wanted to get more serious with her. He wanted to have sex but she wanted to wait until marriage. One night, he raped her. He raped her so bad that she couldn't even walk afterwards. He drug her out to a forest, naked, and left her there to die. Luckily, she was found by some hikers a few hours later. She was taken to a hospital and had to go through 3 whole months of therapists and mental institutes. Eventually, she couldn't take it anymore and killed herself. The police took Jacob to jail and he stayed there for 2 weeks. But then he escaped and the police never found him. That's when Jacob started this whole 'rape auction' thing."

I shivered at the thought of that happening to me. "Please don't let him do that to me." I whispered. He leaned down and kissed the top of my head. "I won't. I promise." There was a knock on the door. "Hour's up." Benny held my hand and walked me out of the room.

Benny went over to Jacob and talked to him for about five minutes. Jacob kept looking at me and biting his lip, deciding what he should do with me. I saw Benny hand him a wad of cash and he walked back over to me. "Quick. Let's go before he changes his mind." Benny said. He took me by the hand and led me outside. He brought me over to a small, old car. I got in on the passenger side and he got in on the other side.

"How much did you give him?" I asked. He hesitated. "5000." he eventually said. "5000 dollars! That's a lot of money." I said. "Hey, I'd pay anything for you to be safe." he told me. I felt myself blush. A few minutes later we arrived at his apartment. He brought me inside. It was quite small. I walked in and sat on the couch.

"When can I go home?" I asked. "Probably tomorrow evening." he said. "Tomorrow?! Harry is probably worried sick! Can't I go home sooner?" He shook his head. "Jacob always checks on the girls he sells. You can go home right after he checks on you tomorrow." I sighed. "Do you have a bathroom?" I asked. "First door on the right." he told me.

I walked in and closed the door behind me. I wasn't feeling so good. I sat down in front of the toilet and threw up. I heard Benny walk in. He wet a cloth and rubbed my face with it. 'You okay?" he asked. "I'm fine." I said weakly.

He picked me up and carried me into his bedroom. He laid me down on the bed and covered me up with a blanket. "Get some rest." he told me. I nodded and smiled. Just before he walked out I spoke up. "Ben, thanks for everything." "No problem. Anything for my little Haley-bug." he said. He walked out of the room and closed the door.

My mind was racing, filled with different thoughts. My main thought was that I hoped that Harry was okay. I hoped he was not too worried. I just prayed that he was okay. I really wished I could be back in my warm bed, cuddled up next to him, listening to the soft beating of his heart.

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