Jaylee's POV
A sigh escaped my lips as I turned off the knob that allowed hot water to pour onto my entire body, stepping out of the shower slowly. A shiver went down my spine as my feet touched the cold tile, feeling strange by the sudden change of temperature. My body trembled from the temporary coldness as I made my way towards the sink and grabbed a towel from the counter.
I wrapped the towel quickly around my body before patting it down against the small droplets on my skin, drying myself off completely. As soon as the horrid thoughts began crawling in the back of my head I swiftly grabbed my clothes and slid them on, wasting no more time in the bathroom.
I tried shaking the images out of my head but I knew there was no way that I possibly could, I was permanently scared for life. Not even a boiling shower could take away what I went through. It couldn't erase the past nor fix it.
My hands started to tremble again as I felt a sudden urge to have another mental breakdown, but I tried to distract myself by violently brushing my hair.
Tears swelled up in my eyes as I pictured the young boy hiding behind me, knowing his only hope of making it out alive was through me, and yet I failed him. I couldn't even save him. I was as close as you can get to saving that poor boy and I couldn't do it.
I never hated myself so much for not doing all I possibly could to stop Louis. I should of fallen on my knees and offered Louis anything he would of wanted in exchange for sparing the boy's life. I would of done anything just to save him. And yet I couldn't.
My anger for Louis just never seems to stop does it? It only seems to worsen. I couldn't forgive Louis for the monstrous thing he had done, even seeing him makes me want to scream. The boy didn't deserve that, and Louis knew it too. Why couldn't he just have spared one life?
I threw my brush on the counter as my chest felt heavy, feeling anxious and distraught all around. My hands grabbed my hair in frustration as I slowly started to hyperventilate, hopelessly trying to block everything out to get some peace and quiet.
You're gonna be okay Jaylee. It's gonna be okay.
I started to do breathing exercises as I looked at myself in the reflection, knowing I needed to be strong in order to save my family and get the hell out of here. Louis was on a next level of insane, and I don't want to be here when he gets worse.
If all Louis cares about is that gosh darn title and his money, he will become even more wicked than he already is. And I'm not gonna be here to deal with it.
I sighed as my heart rate slowed down, finally getting a sense of control before I wiped away my tears and prepared myself to go back to my room.
I made my way towards the door after putting my things away neatly, making sure I looked modest enough as well in order to not grab anyones' attention for the night. I just wanted to go to my room and sleep. That's all I ask.
As soon as I opened the door, my entire body froze, feeling both terrified and anxious as I made eye contact with the last person I wanted to see.
"What are you doing here Louis?" I asked strongly, refusing to sound vulnerable.
"I was waiting for you." He slurred as he stumbled on his own two feet.
Oh my god.
"Louis you're drunk." I stated as I looked at him with annoyance.
"No I'm not, I only had a few drinks." He waved his hand as I looked at his miserable state.
"Okay well I'm going to bed so-" I tried making my way past him but he quickly placed his hand against the door frame, preventing me from doing so.
"Wait Jaylee- I just, I just wanted to talk." He spoke lazily as his eyes blinked slowly.
"There's nothing to talk about with you. Goodnight Louis." I stood my ground before I tried going the other way, cringing as soon as he blocked that side too.
"No you don't understand, I need to talk to you." He spoke more clearly as he stood up straight.
"Louis move, I don't want to speak to you right now." I said as I looked at him right in the eyes.
"Just come talk with me for a bit, it'll be fine." He encouraged as I clenched my jaw.
"Louis move." I ordered as I narrowed my eyebrows at him.
"Did you shower? Your hair looks nice." He suddenly cracked a smile as he stumbled into the bathroom with me, invading my space.
I scrunched my face in disgust as he reached over and touched my hair, not long before I slapped his hand away.
"Don't freaking touch me." I hissed as his smirk widened.
"You're always so feisty baby girl. When are you ever going to relax?" He asked as he kept taking steps towards me.
"Louis I'm leaving the bathroom now, so can you please move." I spoke seriously before I tried making my way past him.
"But I just want to talk to you." He whined as he kept blocking my exit.
"Leave me alone." I growled as I shoved him off me.
"You wanna go little b*tch huh? You wanna go? Is that what you want to do?" Louis suddenly snapped as he grabbed my arms and slammed me against the wall, making my eyes grow wide in fear.
Anxiety started to overwhelm my heart as I suddenly felt afraid of Louis, not knowing what he's capable of when he's drunk. Last time he was like this I smashed a bottle over his head and got my ass handed to me. That wasn't very fun.
"I swear you keep testing my f***ing patience." He hissed as he towered over my body while crushing me against his.
I cringed at the stench of alcohol that came from his mouth, already knowing he was really intoxicated and too far from consciousness.
"I just want to go to sleep." I whispered softly, knowing I needed to be careful since I was walking on thin ice.
"You can sleep with me." Louis said as I shook my head.
"No, alone Louis." I spoke before I swallowed sharply.
"You always want to be alone. Why can't you just let one of us have you huh?" He spat as he grabbed my chin, holding my face up in order to make better eye contact.
"Louis I'm really tired." I said quietly as I tried to move away from him.
"No you're not. You're just upset with me." He stated as my heart raced.
"I'm not upset with you." I lied before he slammed me harder against the wall.
"You're such a liar!" He raised his voice as I flinched.
"Why do you always lie to me huh? Huh? Answer me!" He hissed as he grabbed a fistful of my hair.
"Louis please, control yourself." I cried out as tears formed in my eyes.
"Why can't you just be honest with me?" He asked as he looked at me in the eyes.
"Please just let me go." I managed to escape his grip by wiggling myself free, but as soon as I took a couple steps towards the door, he quickly grabbed my waist and threw me back against the wall.
I whimpered as he forced himself on me, letting out a small sob while he tried to make me look at him.
"Why you running away huh? Why are you running away?" He asked in a scary tone as tears streamed down my cheeks.
"Who you trying to run to?" He questioned as my body trembled.
"Louis please stop." I pleaded as he kept getting closer to my face.
"Why do you keep running away from me?" He hissed before he grabbed my hips and squeezed them.
"Louis stop you're scaring me." My voice cracked as I pressed my hands against his chest.
"Are you really afraid of me just because I killed some kid?!" Louis sounded crazy as he grabbed my
hair and lifted my face up so that he could see it.
"He wasn't just a kid! He was somebody's son! A son!" I cried out as I looked at him straight in the eyes, disliking Louis in every possible way that I could.
"A son that you killed!" I pointed out as I slammed my fist against his chest.
"YOU'RE THE ONE THAT MADE ME DO IT! YOU'RE THE REASON I PULLED THE TRIGGER! IF IT WASN'T FOR YOU FINDING THE DAMN CHILD HE STILL WOULD OF BEEN ALIVE!" He screamed as he slammed me against the wall again multiple times, terrifying the hell out of me.
I started to have a mental breakdown as Louis lost his mind and began harming me, knowing he had no self control left in him.
"You're the one that made me do it! Why did you make me do it?!" He yelled as he tightened his grip on my hair and pulled me back and forth.
"I didn't have to kill the kid if it wasn't for you! Why did you have to go up there Jaylee?!" His words made no sense as he took all his anger out on me, using my body to slap and punish.
"You always blame me when it was your fault!" Louis yelled before he hit me really hard on the cheek.
"I already have enough on my plate, and now this?!" He shouted as I wrapped my arms around my ears and lowered my head down, sobbing uncontrollably.
"Then you wanted to mess up our career, everything that we worked for, all for your one mistake!" He spoke harshly in my ear as my entire body trembled in fear.
"Look at me when I talk to you you disrespectful b*tch." Louis growled as he slapped me across the face before pulling my head up.
I whimpered as he had me on a lock hold, refusing to let me go as he unleashed his anger.
I started hyperventilating again as I took in all of Louis' words, wondering if he was right or not. I was the one that went back upstairs, and if I had just walked to the car that child would of still been alive. I was the one who lured Louis right to him. It is because of me.
"I'm sorry." I sobbed as I looked at him.
"You're sorry? Of course you're sorry. But sorry doesn't fix the sh*t I had to do! You try living with a child's blood on your hands!" He argued as my lips trembled.
"Louis please I didn't mean for any of this to happen." I cried out as I felt extremely weak.
"You gotta do a lot better than just feel sorry. I'm chaining your ass to my bed." He growled as my heart raced violently against my chest.
"No Louis! Stop!" I cried aloud as he grabbed and pulled me away from the wall.
"I don't want to go with you." I screamed as he continued to drag me by the waist.
"No!" I fought my hardest to stay in the bathroom as I planted all my weight on my feet and spread my arms apart to grab the walls.
"Come here." He hissed as he lifted me up swiftly, making me scream out the hallway.
Suddenly footsteps appeared near the door, giving me a sense of hope as Louis carrier me out of the bathroom.
"Louis? What the hell are you doing to her? Leave her alone!" Zayn yelled as he looked at the both of us.
"Louis you're hurting me!" I cried out as his arm tightened around my stomach, making it hard to breathe.
"Of course you're here." Louis growled as he looked at Zayn madly.
"Louis what the f**k has gotten into you? Put her down." Zayn said as he pointed at me.
"No. I'm the boss here so I'm taking the girl with me to bed." Louis stated as my stomach dropped.
"What the hell did you just say?" Zayn asked as he stood up straight, towering over both Louis and I.
"I'm taking her with me to bed." Louis repeated clearly, giving much attitude and sass.
"You're drunk. There's no telling what the hell you'll do to her." Zayn stated as he clenched his jaw.
"Oh I'm sorry lover boy, would you get jealous if I played with your girl?" Louis spoke crudely.
Zayn then took a step forward and punched Louis square in the jaw, causing a gasp to escape my lips as he stumbled against the counter, bringing me down with him.
"Get your filthy hands off her!" Zayn screamed before he shoved Louis against the floor, crouching down above him.
My eyes widened in shock as Louis finally released me, scooting away enough to create some space between us.
"How dare you f***ing make sexual jokes about her! She's just a girl Louis! A girl that I love!" Zayn lost his temper as he began socking Louis in the face, causing my heart to race aggressively.
I've never seen Zayn act this way before. He's always so self controlled and to himself.
But seeing it for the first time was actually one of the scariest things to witness.
Louis was too drunk to even fight back, making it easy for Zayn to beat the living crap out of him.
"You ruined what we had and you destroyed Jaylee's innocence! How can you keep living with yourself without apologizing to her?!" Zayn asked as footsteps approached the hallway.
"What the hell?" Niall asked as I looked up and saw the other three standing by the door.
"Zayn! Zayn! Calm down!" Liam and Harry chorused as they bent down and grabbed Zayn.
They both attempted to peel Zayn off of Louis as I sat by the wall in complete shock, trembling and crying in fear.
"Jaylee." Niall gasped as he squeezed his way through the boys and approached me quickly.
"Come here hun. Let's get you out of here." Niall spoke soothingly as he wrapped his arms around my body and slowly lifted me up.
I wasn't conscious of what Niall was doing as I watched Zayn repeatedly beat up Louis while screaming at him, finding every reason to let his anger out.
I've never seen the group hurt each other like this before. It was always them against me.
As Niall started to pull me out of the bathroom I began to wonder if Louis wasn't only destroying me, but he was destroying everyone around him including himself.