My Saviour

Kylie’s P.O.V
I must have been sitting here with Lauren for hours. “I don’t think Harry is coming home tonight hun and I can’t carry you up the stairs so you’re going to have to sleep on the sofa, I’m sorry.” Lauren said finally. I sighed and nodded. She went upstairs to go to bed and I slouched down on the sofa closing my eyes. This is going to be even more uncomfortable than a hospital bed.
Harry’s P.O.V
The sunlight coming through the window woke me up. I looked down and realised I had nothing on. What did I do last night? I looked next to me and saw Liv. Now I remember. I got out of bed and dressed ready to leave. Olivia woke up just as I was about to leave.
“I hope you’re not going to leave without saying goodbye.” She said grabbing my arm.
“I wasn’t.” I lied. She puckered her lips and I bent down to kiss her.
“Does this mean we’re back together?” She asked sitting up.
“I guess it does. I’ll see you soon.” I said and walked out of her apartment. Kylie. I knew I was forgetting something last night. I forgot about my responsibility. Fuckkk. I drove back home and walked in to Lauren talking with Kylie.
“Look who finally decided to show his face. Did you forget that Kylie can’t actually move and that she’s been on this couch all night?” Lauren lectured me.
“This is my house, if you don’t like the way I live then you can all get out.”
“And go where exactly? Our house is a crime scene in case you’ve forgotten.”
“I’m sorry that I’m not allowed to spend time with my girlfriend.” I said and walked upstairs. Just seeing the way Kylie’s face dropped when I said that hurt me. She doesn’t even know who I am. Why would she be hurt by me having a girlfriend? I went into my room and lay down on my bed. All this is just stressing me out. Lauren walked in a few minutes later.
“What do you want?” I said.
“You don’t realise how much this is all affecting Kylie. She didn’t feel safe on that sofa last night. She thought he was going to come back. She had a nightmare and was screaming the house down and when I woke her up all she said was Harry. I get that you have a girlfriend and that you want to spend time with her but Kylie needs all of us right now. Bring your girlfriend back here, Kylie won’t care. She just needs to know that she’s safe. She only feels safe when you’re around.” Lauren told me.
“Why though? Kylie deserves so much better than a lowlife like me. I got too drunk with my mate last night and then Liv came in, we went back to her place and you can probably guess what happened then but when I woke up this morning I really regretted it. I forgot about Kylie last night. I forgot about my responsibility and then Liv asked if that meant that we were back together and I didn’t want to hurt her so I said I guess. I don’t even like her that much. Kylie is in much better hands with you and Ben.” I sighed.
“Ben is 13 years old and goes to school; I neglected them for years until she was on her death bed. I’m no better than my mum.” She sat down on my bed.
“You’re much better than her. Your mum didn’t come back no matter what you or Kylie said to her. You tried to help Kylie.” I told her.
“And that’s why she’s in this situation right now. I killed my little sister. She has no life left inside of her now. None at all. She’s gone. The girl that I grew up with and loved is gone.” Lauren said, looking as if she was going to cry. I hate it when girls cry, it’s horrible. I want to comfort them but when I go to I just can’t. I got up from my bed.
“I’m going to speak to Kylie.” I said and left Lauren alone in my room. I went downstairs and Kylie was sitting on her phone going through Tumblr. I sat down on the sofa next to her. “I’m sorry for last night. I didn’t know about your-”
“Shut up.” She demanded. Is she embarrassed? Because she shouldn’t be. I don’t care whether she’s messed up inside or not.
“Why?”
“Because you don’t understand. You never will. I’ve been through hell and these nightmares aren’t helping. I don’t know what really happened so my imagination is making it up. I don’t feel safe around here; I don’t think I ever will again. Lauren says I’ve changed. She said I used to be a fighter and that I’d do whatever for the ones I love, well I proved that.” She looked down at herself. “But now I’m weak, hopeless, dependant. I’m everything I wasn’t. I’ll never ever be a mum, which was my one dream in life. I dropped out of school when my mum left so that cut my chances. I work in Frankie and Benny’s and everyone there thinks I’m a slut. I’m never going to be good in this world. Why didn’t you just let me die? I am dead inside after all.” She sighed. I felt as if daggers had plunged through me. I can’t believe she said that. She thinks she’s got nothing to offer but she has. Maybe she dropped out of school, but she can make a living in a job that doesn’t need qualifications. Yeah, she won’t be able to be a nurse or a lawyer or any of that, but she could work her way up. She has a lot to offer and doesn’t realise it. She’s gorgeous, amazing, kind-hearted, and family oriented, she’s everything a girl should be and I really like her for that. Why am I even thinking this? I have Olivia for god sake. Stop thinking about Kylie, Harry, she’ll never want you. She made that clear before all of this happened. “I’ve got a hospital appointment today and Lauren has work, is there any chance you could take me?” She asked.
“Sure, I’ll just go and get my jacket. Is Ben at school?”
“Yeah, Lauren dropped him off earlier.” She replied. I can’t stop thinking about how different she sounds. She sounds… defeated. Before this, she was feisty and fought for what she believed in and now, she’s defeated. Her voice is quieter, she’s more timid. She used to be outgoing and sarcastic but she isn’t anymore. I learnt so much about her in the space of a day. I was intrigued by her. She made me feel different than any other girl. Just waking up to her staring at me with her perfect brown eyes, made me fall for her. Since then, so much has happened, I wish I hadn’t have stalked her for that day, I wish I’d given her a chance to breathe. I wish that I wasn’t so stupid to take her home from the club because then she wouldn’t be here. She wouldn’t be temporarily paralysed. I grabbed my keys and jacket and put my shoes on. Then I picked her up and went to the door. I opened it and walked out hitting her foot on the doorframe on the way out. “Ouch.” She said.
“Sorry,” I apologised before realising. She felt her foot. She really felt it. I looked at her with wide eyes.
“I felt my foot!” She squealed.
“That’s amazing.” I smiled and put her into the car. “Try not to put too much pressure on it just yet, wait until we get to the hospital love.” I told her hopping into the driver’s side. I can’t believe this. Even if this is just a small step to her recovery, she’s getting better. She’s on her way to walking again. We got to the hospital and I carried her in. We sat down and waited for her appointment. I carried her into the room and they sat her on the bed testing her legs. She has the feeling back in both of them now so they’re going to get her walking again. We were at the hospital for a few hours before she could just about limp. They discovered that she’d fractured her ankle but they didn’t know that before because she couldn’t feel it. They put a cast on her and gave her some crutches.
“Try not to do too much but practise walking with and without the crutches for about 30 minutes each day and I’ll see you again next week.” Her doctor said.
“Thank you.” Kylie smiled and it’s the first time I’ve seen her smile in ages. She got up and started towards the door on her crutches. Oh, and her arm is completely healed now. Otherwise they wouldn’t have let her use crutches. We got to the car and she climbed in. When we passed her house, the thoughts that she’s been keeping in suddenly came out. “I want to go in there.” She muttered and I automatically stopped the car.
“Are you sure?” I asked, studying her face. She was set on this, I know she was.
“Yes. I need to see it for myself.” She replied and opened the car door. I followed after her as she went up to the tape. “My name’s Kylie Carter, can I go inside?” She asked the officer standing there.
“I know who you are but I don’t think that’s a good idea love.” He told her.
“Please, I need to see this.” She begged and he sighed letting us go in. She opened the front door and walked into her crime scene of a home. She went for the stairs and I stood behind her making sure she didn’t fall as she went up. She went into what I presume was her bedroom and plopped herself on the floor by her bed. She pulled a box out from under it and opened it. It was full of pictures of her mum. The woman that left her and put her in this state… She looked at the first photo and pulled another thing out of the box. It was a lighter. Before I knew what she was doing, she set fire to the picture watching it burn in her hand.
“Kylie…” I whispered.
“Shut up.” She spat and carried on burning the pictures. The last thing she held in her hand was different, it was a note. She read it and screamed moving into the corner of the room. I picked the note up and read it.
“You think I’ll get caught for this but I won’t. I’ll get you one day you filthy slut. Oh, and your brother and sister too. You’re pathetic, why did you keep all these photos? She hates you, all of you and won’t come back. Just forget about her, she disowned you. I’ll be back, and I will kill you. Dad.”
I gasped and looked at the terrified girl cowering in the corner of her room. I immediately ran down the stairs and gave the note to a police officer standing in the kitchen rushing back up to her. I crouched down beside her and she buried her head in my neck.
“He’s going to kill me.” She cried.
“I’ll protect you. Nothing will ever happen to you again whilst I’m here.”
“You have a girlfriend Harry! You can’t protect me. No one can!” She shouted.
“I don’t care about Liv. You’re my responsibility. Liv is just a girl. I only agreed to be with her so I didn’t hurt her feelings.” I said rubbing Kylie’s back.
“I want to leave.” She said and I helped her up from the floor. We went back downstairs and got back into my car. Kylie looked so terrified. She really did. That note was probably the worst thing she could have found. Watching her burn the pictures of her and her mum was worse. Her mum obviously does care about her or she wouldn’t have come to the hospital but I don’t think Lauren, Kylie or even Ben knows that. All they know is that their mum left them to suffer with an abusive dad. We got back to my place and I noticed Liv standing outside.
“Great.” I said jumping out of my car and helping Kylie out.
“Harry?” Liv walked towards me.
“Hey Liv,” I tried my best to smile.
“Who’s she?” She looked at Kylie.
“She’s a friend. She was a victim to a really bad assault lately so I’m helping her get better.” I explained.
“You’re so kind.” Liv kissed me and I heard Kylie sob louder. What is her problem? She tells me she doesn’t want me and then cries more when I kiss my girlfriend?
“I’ve got to go baby, but I’ll call you soon okay?” I hugged Olivia.
“Okay, bye.” She kissed me again and got into her car.
“I really don’t understand you.” I told Kylie, unlocking the door for her.
“You tell me you don’t care about her and I’m your responsibility and then you leave me to kiss her? You need to sort yourself out.” She went inside. I watched as she went up the stairs to her room and then sat down on the couch, she’s right; I really do need to sort myself out.

Notes

Ahh! Drama! But Kylie's on her road to recovery whilst her dad is on his way to find her? What's going to happen? Keep reading to find out.

(Really sorry about the slow update and I know I said I'd try to update but I couldn't find the time. I've been busy all weekend doing things and then today I set about writing my other story which has more subscribers than this one and also comes more naturally to me but I'm honestly trying so hard to update!)

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