JASMINE'S POV
"Thanks baby! You're the best!" I chirped and kissed his cheek.
But he wiped it off.
What?
"Babe what's wrong?"
"Shut up." He grumbled.
"What? I'm so confused."
"What the fuck did I tell you? Didn't I tell you that if you tried to escape, you'd be severely punished?!" He snapped.
Wait. How did he know that?
I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket.
Hazzabear: YOU FUCKING LEFT WITH THE WRONG TWIN BOO !!!
Oh...
FUCKING MOTHER OF COCKSUCKERS!
"Thought I was Harry?" He smirked evilly.
'''''
We pulled up at his house.
"Get out and get your ass in the house. Right. Now." He said with clenched teeth.
I shakily opened the car door and stumbled into his house. Fuck. You're in for it Jas. I heard the door slam shut behind me, making me jump 50 feet in the air.
"You just don't fucking listen do you?" He said.
Fuck he's so mad. I felt him grab my hair and pull me back, making me scream.
"Shut up!" He shouted and slapped me.
I lost my balance, which made me trip over my heels, which made me fall. I saw him go into the kitchen and I let out a sigh of relief, thinking it was over.
I was fucking wrong.
He came back with a glass plate and chucked it at me, causing it to break the making some of the glass cut into my skin.
"Eddie please stop!!" I shrieked.
"Make me!"
I felt him whack me across my back with something, making me scream even louder. I turned around to see what he had it and was a giant wooden spoon. He whacked me again. Once. Twice. Three times. Four. Five. Six. With each one, my screams got louder and louder. Tears were streaming down my face. My eyes were blurry. And I think I tasted blood in my mouth.
"Eddie...please...I won't try escaping anymore..." I whimpered.
I was so hurt I could barely move.
"I don't believe you."
And I felt him break something over my head, making me pass out.
'''''
I woke up, in what I'm assuming to be a few hours later, and I was laying on something soft and comfortable. I turned my head slightly and saw a head of curls laying with me, faced away from me. Thank God. It was only a dream. I moved closer to him, well at least I tried.
Why the hell am I in so much pain?
I ignored the pain I felt and moved closer to him, cuddling up to him.
"Whaaa?" He said groggily. He lifted his head up and saw me, giving me a confused look. "What the fuck? Get off me. Don't try kissing up to me now." He said and swatted me off of him, then went back to sleep.
I sighed. It wasn't a dream. Well he fooled me. He didn't have any makeup on. But I'm stupid for that one. You're not supposed to sleep with makeup on. I painfully reached over on the nightstand and checked my phone.
26 unread messages. All from Harry. I looked through all of them, most of them asking me if I was alright and if he did anything to me. Until one caught my eye.
Hazzabear: call the police.
Why didn't I think of that earlier?
I looked over at Eddie. Still sound asleep. I got out of bed, trying to not make too much movement, and immediately collapsed onto the floor. Ow. My legs hurt. I settled on crawling towards the door. Once I got to the door, I looked back over at Eddie. Still sleeping. I stood up on shaky legs and opened the door as quietly as I can, sneaking out of it and closing it without a sound. Ok. Now I gotta get down these stairs.
Shit.
I held onto the railing tightly, as if my life depended on it, and took each step slowly, step-by-step. Every time it would make a creak, I would look back at Eddie's door and sigh of relief when I didn't see him open it. Once I got downstairs, I dialed the number on my phone.
"999, what's your emergency?"
"I'm living in the same house as a psychopath." I whispered, afraid he'll hear me.
"What has he done?"
"He's been abusing me for the past 2 days, and he even raped me. Please get over here."
"Ok ma'am. Address please?"
I gave her the address, then looked back at the stairs to see if he was coming.
"We'll send someone right over."
"Thank you."
I sat on the couch and waited for them to get here. In just a few minutes, I heard banging on the door.
"Police! Open up!"
I grinned widely. Eddie's gonna get what's coming to him. I heard the bedroom door open from upstairs. Shit. I quickly shot up from the couch and made my way over to the door as fast as I could. As soon as I was gonna get my hand on the doorknob, he appeared at the bottom of the stairs.
"Open that door, and you're gonna regret it." He threatened.
"No. You're going to prison." I smirked and opened the door, letting the police in.
"Alright where is he?" The policeman asked.
What the fuck? Do they not see him?
"He's right there." I said and pointed to Eddie.
They looked over at him and they furrowed their eyebrows.
"Harry?" The other policeman said.
What?!
"What?! No! That's--"
"Officers." Eddie cut me off. "She's done it again." Done what again? "I don't know why she keeps doing this. She's probably scared that I would do the same thing Eddie did to her. This is the 3rd time this month she's called the police on me."
What the fuck?!
"We thought something fishy was going on here. You don't hit women." One policeman said.
They're fucking buying this?!
"Never have, never will." Eddie lied. "Sorry to have wasted your time. I'm gonna have to have yet another talk with her."
I was so shocked, I couldn't even speak. One of the police officers chuckled and wrapped an arm around my shoulder.
"Don't worry darling. This man won't ever hurt you." He smiled reassuringly.
"Yeah. You're safe with him." The other one added.
I looked back over at Eddie and he had a smile on his face. Faker.
"Alright. Well we're gonna go now. Enjoy the rest of your afternoon Harry." One officer said.
"You too." Eddie said politely and shut the door once they were out.
Then he turned to me with anger in his eyes.
"Upstairs. Now."
Notes
:O :O :O :O :O
HOW MANY OF YOU WANNA BEAT EDDIE SO BAD THAT HE SQUEALS LIKE A BABY PIG GETTING STABBED IN THE GUT ?!
Well don't . I still wanna know what its like to have sex with the dark side of Harry . Drool .
Anyway , nothing really left to say , so here . -Lichellaw / NiallsNandos.