TW: VIOLENCE AND FIGHTING IN THIS CHAPTER BE AWARE PLEASE
Esme
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This is how it ends
I feel the chemicals burn in my bloodstream
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when I got to Embers house yesterday she opened the door to her house and we watched movies all night, I changed into clothes from my car so she wouldn't see the blood on my jeans, she would murder Patrick if she found out the real reason why I have scars on my legs
We ended up making popcorn and watching Twilight, one of my personal favorites its a comfort movie for me, It's ember and mine movie when the saga came out we watched it over and over again and we fell in love with the cheesy romance and the fact that Robert Pattinson is so hot
Louis sat with us on the leather couch and snuggled with Ember and I found myself wondering why I didn't have that, Patrick wasn't an affectionate type and it's something I am, we didn't mix with that well and it made my heart hurt but maybe I was being selfish he can't be perfect
I feel my eyes drift as I listen to the sound of the tv and I fall asleep for the night, when I feel the bright light hit my eyelids I groan and turn my face towards the couch to block the light from my eyes, I feel a tapping on my shoulder and I pull the blanket farther over my head, if I can't see them they can't see me
"Esme wake up whore" I hear Ember shake me and I flip her off and she scoffs, "Come on I have to leave with Louis to run some errands" she groans and I turn over, I pout at her and she ruffles my hair and smiles, "sorry babe" she says and I nod, I grab my phone and keys and I say goodbye to them not even sure if I'm reading to go home but I guess I have to be
I open my car door throwing my phone down on the seat next to me and I buckle I see Ember and Louis enter Louis black Range Rover and they pull out of the driveway speeding away and Ember waves to me and I blow her a kiss
I pull out of her driveway but before going back to the house I go to grab coffee, I pull up to the bean and I walk in, I see the barista that I always see and she greets me, "Hi Esme, a black coffee?" she asks and I smile and nod, she walks to the back making my coffee and I stand waiting
She comes back with a to go cup with my black coffee and I smile taking it, "it'll be 3.56" she smiles and I hand her my card, the card goes through and she hands it back to me, I say thank you and I head out of the shop
I turn my car back on and I decide to head to the house, I look at the time on my dashboard and it reads one-twenty-three, hopefully he's out and won't be back for the rest of the night because I don't know how he will react when I walk in
I drive about twenty minutes until I pull up to our house and I don't see his car in the driveway and I feel a wave of relief hit me, I open the door and I step outside of my car, I lock it and I unlock the door to the house, I walk in and it looks cleaner than before which makes me smile, I step in our kitchen and I see a note on the counter, "I had to run out with my father, I won't be back until late tonight, love you" I read the note in his voice and I smile, I fold the note and I walk into our bedroom to see the bed is made today, I sit down on the edge of it and I think of Patrick, if he could act like this all the time it could be so easy
I set the note down on the dresser and I change into some red plaid cotton shorts that stop right under my butt and I throw on a black tank top that gives me some shape, I throw my hair into a low messy bun and I walk into the living room turning on the tv, I see an episode of Criminal minds is on and I let it play, I love this show mainly because of hotch, he's so hot, Spencer is too but Hotch is my number one
I daze off and I feel my head fall onto the pillow thats resting on the couch, I feel my eyes close and I know I'm out, hopefully for the rest of the night I need some sleep
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I hear the door slam shut and I jump awake, I hear heavy boots walk across the floorboards and I cross my legs together trying to feel invisible, "Esme where are you?" I hear his gruff voice and I see the light turn on, I close my eyes at the brightness but I feel his presence get closer to me
"Let's chat" he smiles and I look up to his eyes, they're cold or angry, or both. I nod and he sits on the coffee table in front of me, he stares into my eyes and gives me and evil smile which makes me shiver and I know that whatever is about to come out of his mouth is not going to be good
"I saw you talking to Harry outside of the house yesterday" he says and I nod, "yea he was just walking me to my car" I shrug telling the half-truth, he grins and shakes his head, "did you go to Embers last night?" he asks and I nod, I did I didn't go there straight away though
"you fucking liar" he yells and I flinch, I hear glass break on the ground and when I look I see one of the vases my sunflowers were in, water and sunflowers were now scattered across the living room along with the broken glass, I gasp and I look up at him, "I'm not lying Patrick" I hear my voice and I sound weak
"yes you are your little fuck buddy told me so" he says taking in heavier breathes and I tilt my head, fuck buddy? what does he mean
"Fuck Buddy?" I ask and he steps forward but I stand up backing away from him until I hit one of the walls of the living room, "oh our best friend what's his name Harry?" he says and I still look at him in confusion, I didn't even kiss him let alone fuck him, he's gone mad
"are you mad, I would never cheat on you I love you" I say and he scoffs, "oh so now your a whore and a liar great" he sighs and I squint my eyes in frustration, "I'm not either of those things you prick" I yell out and I feel a hand hit my face, I turn to the side from his action and I yell out in pain, god that fucking hurt, he- he fucking slapped me
I put my hand on my face for some sort of comfort and he steps forward and I see his uneven breathing increase, which is not a good sign. I move away from him but he follows me, "I didn't sleep with him, what did he tell you" I ask him and he shakes his head, "it's not important what he told me, you cheated on me with this bastard Esme" he yells and I shake my head, "I did not Patrick, I did not cheat on you" I yell and I feel him step closer to me, I feel myself get pushed against another wall and I see his hand hit the wall next to my face making a whole in it, I scream and turn my head away from his hand so he doesn't hit me and it works
I run away from him into the kitchen but he follows behind me, "why don't you believe me" I scream and he doesn't do anything, "Please you have to believe me" I feel the hot tears fall from my eyes and he smiles at them, he loves to see me hurt doesn't he
"I don't believe you Esme, you would be one to sleep around" he says and I feel my skin get hot in anger, "if I would sleep with anyone else it would be because you couldn't fucking please me and it's true you can't your horrible in bed, but I would never cheat on you asshole" I yell letting my anger get the best of me but I don't think that was the right decision based on his face
he steps towards me and grabs a glass that was sitting on the counter he throws it at me and I feel it hit my rib and fall to the floor, I groan out in pain and I hear the glass shatter below me, I rest my hand over my rib to keep the pain at a minimum but it doesn't work very well as I feel a sharp pain in my rib, I see his boots on the floor get closer to me, he grabs my shoulders shaking me to look at him, when I do I see the anger in his eyes has risen now
"I hate you Esme" he yells and I nod, "I hate you too" I say and he slaps me once again, I'll get numb to the pain soon, hopefully, then he'll be done with me and I can finally go to sleep, maybe for forever
he pushes me to the ground and I feel my back hit the tile painfully, I close my eyes and take a deep breath and I feel his foot kick my side more than I can count and I scream at the pain of his foot, I yell and yell until I don't feel it anymore, when I look his standing over me, maybe to make sure I'm still alive but right now I wish I wasn't
I want Harry. I wish he was here. "I wish you would believe me" I stutter out barely speaking now as I feel my eyes get heavy, I feel a punch this time to my face and I feel the warm liquid fall from my eyebrow to the side of my face in my hair, I don't scream or do anything, I can't do anything but let him do this, I'm weak.
"I'm sorry Esme" he whispers and I nod, "I know, but we're over Patrick, you did this to me" I let out as a whisper and I see him get angry again, "you can't leave me" he yells and I feel him pick me up, I hit the ground again and he throws me down to the floor and I feel sharp pain shooting all over my backside, I scream in agony and I see his body in front of me, "g-goodnight Esme, I love you" he smiles and walks away, I hear the door shut and I feel my heavily eyelids drift away, I let myself go and I can think about is Harry and how I wish he was here to clean me up
***
Harry
I stumble out of the bar and Liam calls an uber, I slide in drunk as fuck from our drinking earlier tonight and I did forget about everything, it felt good to let go for once, Zayn talks with our driver as he drives us all back to my place
I see the flashing lights from the paps and I close my door shut, telling them to fuck off. I lean my head against the window of the car and I feel my eyes drift close, I feel my phone ring in my pocket but I'm too lazy to answer it, I let it go to voice mail
a few seconds later I feel my pocket buzz again and I groan pulling it out of my pocket, I see Goldies contact and I click on it, "hello Goldie how are you on this fine evening" I smile and I hear crying on the other line, "are you Harry?" I hear the unfamiliar voice and I feel myself get a little sober, "y-yes I am, who's this?" I ask the girl on the other line and I hear sniffles from the girl, "It's ember her best friend" she says and I hear her raw voice, she's been crying for some time I can tell
"hello Ember, I-is everything alright?" I ask but when she doesn't answer right away my stomach drops, "n-no can you come to 654 Hanley Avenue" she mumbles and I turn to the driver taking my phone off of my face, "take us to 654 Hanley Avenue" I raise my voice to he can hear me and he nods, making a u-turn and speeding down the highway, "I'll be there in ten minutes, stay on the phone with me what happened?" I ask her but she doesn't answer, "you need to be here, I'm so worried Harry, she doesn't look good" she whispers and I hear her start to cry again
"is she sick?" I ask and she doesn't answer, "someone hurt her" she whispers and I feel my blood run cold
Patrick
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