"Sit down" Harry said pushing me down on to the toilet, "she needs to come out now" he croaked. I was still shocked that he recovered from being knocked out and caught me. I should've shot him while I had the chance but he stole the gun off me before I could get it. I was distraught.
"But the baby wouldn't have formed.." I whispered, he bit his lip and shook his head. "No she wouldn't have but you'll have a huge blood clot, it's going to be very painful" he said fighting back tears.
He pulled my jeans down making me squeeze my eyes shut, I screamed in pain as a cramp shot through me like a bullet. Tears rolled down Harry's face, "that's her" he whispered.
He knelt down in front of me and held my waist tightly, "you have to do this" he said quietly. Another cramp caused me to scream in agony, "make it stop!" I shouted.
More tears spilled from his eyes and he pressed his forehead against mine, "I would if I could" he croaked. I gripped onto his shoulders and cried loudly, the pain was unbearable.
This wasn't even a baby yet, just a blood clot. Why was this hurting so much? Minutes went passed and I felt it coming, my head fell onto Harry's shoulder and he grabbed the back of my head and hugged me towards him.
I screamed as it was coming out, "Harry!" I begged. "Help me please" I cried. He rubbed circles in my back and kissed my neck gently, "I love you, don't ever forget that. No matter what I do, always remember" he whispered.
My screams got louder as the pain increased, I heard the water in the toilet splash and my screaming stopped. Instead, tears poured from me.
Harry made me look at him and he too was crying, "you did it" he whispered. I shook my head and cried harder, "I can't do this anymore Harry. I can't deal with the physical and emotional pain" I whimpered.
He nodded and kissed my nose, "no more" he assured. Hope sparked up inside of me, "you're gonna let me go?" I chirped. He narrowed his eyebrows and shook his head, "never" he replied.
I cried more and said "please get out", he shook his head and replied "what happened last time I left you alone in this bathroom?", his expression angry. He gripped my thighs tightly and breathed deeply, "I'm going to turn around, you do your business...you have 30 seconds" he replied.
He rubbed my thighs after pinching them, he sighed and turned around. I quickly wiped and stood up, pulling my jeans up too. I went to flush but stopped when I saw the clot, it was about the size of a lemon.
I stared at it and tears fell freely, I cried loudly and gripped onto the sides of the toilet seat. I felt arms wrap around my waist and heard deep cries mix with mine, "I want to replace her" I heard him say.
I stood up straight and put the toilet seat down, I closed my eyes and flushed the toilet. I turned around and came face to face with Harry, "that's the least you can do" he said.
Anger and sadness boiled inside of me, "the least you could do is let me go you piece of shit" I spat. I slapped him across the face and walked out of the bathroom, he breathed out angrily and grabbed my wrist. "Don't ever speak to me like that again" he roared, he slapped me hard across the face, the impact knocking me to the floor.
I backed into the wall away from him and he walked closer to me, "it's your fault!" he screamed. His leather boot came in contact with my hip and I screamed in pain, he crouched down in front of me and grabbed my chin in his hand and forced me to look at him.
"Do you know how much I wanted a child with you?" he screamed, tears spilled from my eyes and he squeezed his eyes shut. "So fucking much" he whispered, he let go of my chin and slapped me across the face again.
He fisted my hair and pulled me up to my feet, me screaming in the process. He dragged me along the hallway and into his bedroom, he quickly pushed me onto the bed after locking the door.
"You're gonna pay for it" he spat, he ripped his shirt off and pulled his jeans down. "N-no, Harry please. I'm sorry!" I cried. He shook his head and climbed on top of me, "it's too late" he replied.
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Living With The DevilMystery / Thriller
How will Melanie live with a boy whose guts she hates? How will she live with someone who whenever she looks at she feels nothing but deep hatred towards? Follow Melanie as she tells her story about being kidnapped, abused and who is currently livin...