Song for this chapter: Demons by Imagine Dragons

When I wake up the next morning, I try to get up but am pulled back by chains. I look down and see I'm in some sort of lingerie. That little-
I hear voices.
"Help!!! Help me!!!!"
"Shut up bitch!!!" A thick British accent.
That wasn't Harry though. Who was it?
The door opens to reveal Harry and a stranger. I couldn't make out any features.
"Awh you're awake babe."
He crouches in front of me, his hand going up to caress my face.
I back away, struggling against the chains, hoping to get away from him.
"Now don't be like that! Especially in front of our guest."
The stranger walks up to me, pushes me against the wall and crashes his lips onto mine.
I try to pull away but his hand tightens around my neck so I can't move.
He bites on my lip hard, making me cry out.
"Enough." Harry growls.
"She's mine remember?"
"I know, just getting a taste of her mate." He says, chuckling darkly as he lets go of me.
Now in the light I can see what the stranger looks like. He has dark hair, goatee, brown eyes, olive skin, tattoos lined his arms and he was really skinny, but not in a bad way.
Harry walks up to me with a smile.
"I-Is he a c-cannibal too?"
"Zayn? No he just likes girls like yourself, you know, human."
"H-He's not?"
"Heaven's no!"
"W-What is he t-then?"
"Vampire."
I gulp.
"I'm just kidding babe. Vampires aren't real. He's a demon. Not joking this time."
Zayn smiles down at me, licking his lips.
"C-Can I g-go upstairs?"
"You get five minutes. Make it count."
He says, unlocking my handcuffs.
I run upstairs and go into the bathroom. I simultaneously put my hair up and use the restroom, not wasting a moment. I run into the kitchen, grab a water bottle and-wait.
I turn around. There are three containers on the table filled with blood.
I scream bloody murder. Hands are on me in seconds.
"What's wrong?"
"Why is there blood on the table?"
"Oh that's Zayn's."
"Zayn's blood?"
"No, well yes but no. It's not his blood but it's for him to sacrifice."
"S-Sacrifice?"
"Yeah to the devil or whatever."
My eyes go wide and I begin to back away from Harry.
"Babe come back."
"Quit calling me that!!"
"I'm sorry. Let's just go downstairs okay? He won't hurt you. I won't let him." He slips his hand into mine. I try to get mine away but he doesn't let me.
"I'm so sorry that I'm being so mean to you right now. I'll explain after he leaves okay? I'm so sorry baby."
I nod slightly.
"Hey...Sweetheart...look at me."
I do so, not looking him in the eyes.
"Can I have a kiss?"
I shake my head.
"Let's just go downstairs Harry."
He sighs and nods, walking with me downstairs.
"Hey Harry, I just got a call. Lucy needs me to go now instead of at two."
"Okay. See ya later Zayn."
He snaps his fingers and he's gone.
I gasp and take a step away from where he was which makes me fall back. Harry catches me and holds me up, pressing a kiss on my forehead. He carries me upstairs and sits me on the couch. I sit far from him.
"It's okay honey."
"W-Who was he?"
"Like I said, he's a demon. He's a good friend of mine."
"O-Oh. Why...Why w-were you mean?"
"Oh yeah, sorry about that. Zayn's very...controlling and he expects me to be the same. So if I didn't have you chained up and treat you like that, he would've thought I was soft, which wouldn't have ended well for either of us. You trust me?"
I don't answer.
"Wait, baby did you actually think I was going to hurt you?"
"Y-Yeah."
"After everything? You thought I would hurt you?"
"Well after everything I said last night, I thought you were pissed and-"
"No, no, no. I'm not mad. I needed to hear that. I will try for you and her but I can't make any promises it won't happen again. Do you understand?"
I nod.
"Okay good. Oh and another thing about Zayn, he's the one that drugged you. Granted I told him I wanted you to forget Kyler but he's the one that made the drug and put it in you."
I nod a little and scoot closer to him.
"You trust me again?"
I nod.
He smiles a little.
"Can I have a kiss?"
I shake my head.
"Rebecca comes today right? Or tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow. Today's just Thursday."
"Oh okay. So like does her mom drop her off?"
"I usually go pick her up from their house."
"Can I go?"
"Sure."
I smile.
"Thanks."
He just smiles back as a response and kisses my forehead.
"This isn't fake. You know that right? I know what love is and I know I love you."
"No you don't Harry. You barely know me."
"But baby-"
"I've been here a week. A week Harry. That's nothing."
"It is to me. This is the first time I've been happy since the break up."
I ignore him.
He finally gets up and leaves, leaving me silent and somewhat disappointed.