Harlow

Harlow's POV

I woke up tied to a chair with my entire body being in pain. I had blood on my legs and arms from being dragged along the road and my head was pounding. My vision was fuzzy from being hit in the head and I had no idea where I was or how long I had been here. I knew that I wouldn't last at all and Hendrix would break me if I didn't get out of here quickly. I kept my head down not wanting to look up to see where I was. I needed to think how I could get out of here or how to get Hendrix to let me go. I needed to be smart because I knew he was physically bigger than me. I would only get one chance to get out and I would have to play my cards right.

I had been awake for a while but hadn't seen or heard anyone. I was dizzy and I didn't know if it was from blood loss or a concussion which I was sure I had from the hit. I had tried to get my hands free but that just did more damage. I hoped the anklet was still on so Leo could track me but I couldn't rely on that at all. I was stuck in my own head that I didn't hear the door open and someone talking to me until I felt a sting to my face.

I looked up to see Hendrix standing there "when I fucken talk to you, you will answer me understood?" Hendrix spat. I nodded my head and received another smack to my face causing me to spit blood. "Harlow I don't want to hurt you to much because my president wants you pretty for when he uses you so don't keep pissing me off" Hendrix spat. "Sorry" I muttered. "I don't want to hurt you Harlow, you have to know that" Hendrix stated and it took everything in me not to scoff at me.

"Do you need anything?" Hendrix asked. I needed my hands free and water badly. "Hendrix the baby. Is my baby ok?" I asked. "What? You lost the baby Harlow. Fuck did you hit your head?" He asked. I wanted to laugh he fucken hit me he should know. "Hendrix, I never lost the baby, I just wanted to get rid of Dean. Is my baby ok?" I asked. Hendrix looked horrified. "Please Hendrix is the baby ok?" I sobbed out. I needed to use this to my advantage, me saying I was still pregnant had rattled Hendrix.

Hendrix was pacing almost pulling his hair out muttering to himself. "Please Hendrix, I need water I'm starting to cramp" I begged. I needed him to believe me. "Shit I'll be back" Hendrix replied, now I just needed him to untie me and then I could think about getting out of here. A few minutes later Hendrix came back in with a glass of water. He went to hand it to me but stopped himself. "Hendrix my hands are tied. I need water so I don't lose the baby. If Dean finds out you caused me to lose his baby then we will both be in danger" I said. I was pulling things from the air to try and get Hendrix to help me. I would say and do anything at this point.

Hendrix placed the glass next to my feet and untied my hands. He picked the glass up and handed it to me. My hands were shaking, I brought the cup to my lips sipping on the water while watching Hendrix who was pacing again. "Right we will get rid of the baby and no one will know" he said. Hendrix swung around to face me and I knew I wasn't going to like what he was going to do next. The glass slipped through my hands smashing on the ground.

Hendrix stalked towards me with a smirk on his face "this is for your own good Harlow" he stated before punching me in the stomach which sent me tumbling and the chair crashing to the ground. I was winded and wanted to vomit. I couldn't catch my breath at all and felt glass dig into my arm. I was coughing and could barely suck in a breath. Hendrix was stalking towards me and I knew I had to do something because he was going to continue to bash the shit out of me until I bled wanting to get rid of the baby I was no longer carrying.

I grabbed a piece of glass that was under my arm. Hendrix pulled the chair back up and I curled my body into itself so my chest was resting on my legs which were still tied the the chair. The blood was rushing through my ears and my head was pounding. I was in so much pain but I couldn't let him continue to beat me otherwise I knew I wouldn't survive. Hendrix lifted my body getting ready to delivered another punch to my stomach and I screamed lifting my hand up stabbing him in the chest with the piece of glass that I had picked up from the ground.

I looked into my brothers eyes to see the shock and hurt from what I had done. Hendrix stumbled back looking at the glass and back at me before saying "Harlow" and falling to the floor. I couldn't look at him, I had killed my brother. I was worse than my mother, worse then him. I grabbed another piece of glass and started to cut the ropes off my legs. I sliced through my fingers and there was blood dripping down my hand but I didn't feel a thing. I was numb, I was a murder. I managed to get the ropes off me and crawled over to the furtherest corner away from Hendrix. I couldn't even look towards him. I curled into a ball holding onto the glass and sobbed.

The door slammed open but I didn't move at all. I would take my own life before I let anyone else touch me. "Harlow" Leo called out. I felt someone next to me and screamed. I didn't want to be touched, my body was sore, so fucken sore. I just wanted to be left to die. "Harlow, it's Leo, you are safe now. I'm going to pick you up and take you outside" Leo gently said. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I killed him. Toby is dead because of me too. Let me die" I sobbed out.

"Toby is fine he is out side" Kody said. I knew he was lying to me and when Leo went to grab me I moved my hand with the glass in it "don't touch me, don't fucken touch me" I screamed. "Get Toby now" Steve called out from somewhere in the room. "Put the glass down Harlow, no one is going to hurt you again" Leo said. I looked around the room and there were police and paramedics along with my brothers, Steve and other people I didn't know. The paramedics were working on getting Hendrix on a trolley. He was hooked up to fluids and I didn't understand why. I had killed him stabbing him near his heart with glass.

Toby came running into the room with my father. I looked at him and couldn't stop the tears running down my face "Tob's I'm sorry so so sorry" I whispered. "Harl's put the glass down for me" he said coming towards me slowly. "I killed him and you. I'm sorry" I replied. "I'm here Harl's. I'm not dead neither is Hendrix, let me hold you. Just put the glass down and I'll hold you. Please Harl's I need to feel you are ok" Toby said now crouching down near me. I dropped the glass and Toby pulled me into a hug before nodding to someone. I looked to the side and saw a guy with a needle which he stabbed into my arm. "Sleep Harl's, I got you" Toby whispered into my ear. I couldn't fight it, my eyelids drooped and soon I couldn't stay awake.