Persecute

Keona's pov

The only noise that could be heard was the annoying beep of the heart monitor. Nobody was in my hospital room- no Harry or Zayn. Have they officially left me? It's probably for their own good. My ribs hurt like crazy from all of Ron's punches. My eyes screwed shut when I heard my hospital door swing open.

Footsteps neared my bed. My heart beat picked up as a hand lay on my cheek.

"P-P-Please... d-don't hurt... m-me.." I pleaded.

I barely recognized my voice.

"Now why would I hurt you, love?" Said a sweet voice.

"Harry?" My voice cracked- and I shot my eyes open.

He stood by my side, caressing my cheek. His eyes were bright- but full of tears. I pulled him on top of me- not caring for the pain in my ribs. I quickly kissed him, him kissing me back. We would've continued but someone cleared their throat. We broke apart to see Zayn standing in the doorway.

"Zayn?" I squeaked.

"How ya feelin' babe?" He sat at the foot of my bed.

"I've felt better." I tried to lighten the mood.

Zayn chuckled dryly while Harry clenched his jaw and his fists in tight balls. Suddenly- a female burst through the door.

"Harry? You in here?" Gemma?

"Yeah Gem." He replied.

She basically ran into the room- and gasped when she saw me, "Keona! What the hell did he do to you?"

I smiled weakly at her, and she stood back and observed my injuries. She scrunched her eyebrows in a knot and reached for my arm. Before I could pull away- she had a tight grip on the back of my wrist. Her eyes widened and observed every cut on my arm.

"Why would you do this Keona?" She whispered, her voice cracking a bit.

Why is she so worked up over this? We just met!

"Gem-" Harry got cut off by Gemma.

"No Harry!" She yelled, "How come you never told me about this?! Do you know how severe this is?!"

"Gemma. You're acting like the way you did when you found out I was self harming."

Gemma's hand came up and covered her mouth as she let out a big sigh, "I-I-I'm worried for y-you Harry. And Keona. Th-thi is bad." She held up my wrist.

Harry muttered something that we couldn't hear- and that pissed Gemma off.

"What was that?" She asked.

"You think that's bad," He started.

No no no.. I think I know where this is going.

"Y-you should see h-her thighs."

The hospital sheets were ripped from my grip- making me flinch at the cold. I felt warm hands lay on my thighs- just at the hem of the hospital gown. Harry's hands gently traced every cut, his face showing pure pain.

"Keona," He muttered, "Your legs are so bruised."

"Oh my god," Zayn took a small look at my legs and intsantly turned around, "What did he do to you?"

"Same as usual. He beat me after he.. r-raped me."

"How many times has he done this, K?" Gem asked.

I shrugged, "Three.. possibly four."

Gemma lost it. A sob fought out her throat and she hugged me- even though it was a bit awkward because I was lying down. A few minutes later- two cops came into my room.

"We would like to ask Keona Sapphire a few questions." One said, looking at his notepad.

Gem, Harry, and Zayn exited the room- leaving me with the cops.

Notes

Not really a cliff hanger- and I'm sorry that i'm not as good of an author as Jules is.. At least I try.

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