Harry's P.O.V.

I don't get her.

How can she believe I would just simply forget about everything my dad did? His dead doesn't mean I have to forgive him.
I mean sure, it might sound a bit cruel to think like that but honestly I can't think of one day where he let me do what I wanted.
For my whole life I had to play along, do everything he wanted me to do, be the person he wanted me to be.

Ever since Abby walked into my life, I realised that there's always someone, who might change you for the better.
She knew. She knew what he did to me and still wants me to forgive him? How am I supposed to cry over a person who hurt the one I love?

I don't know how long I was just standing here, staring at the nightsky. It was cold but I couldn't give a shit. Just a couple of months ago everything was so different.
If anyone had told me I would be standing here after my dad's dead and hating him with a passion because of a girl I knew for a few months, I'd probably laughed at them. Old told them they were crazy. Or even both.

It scares me how much I love Abby. Not because I'm afraid I'll hurt her. I would never do that.
But because I'm scared she might leave me. I'm afraid one day she won't love me the way she does now.
I don't want her to leave me. Ever.
It's like I'm compleatly addicted to her. I just can't get enough of her.
All I just want to do is make sure she is mine. Forever.

*****
When I finally decided to go back inside our bedroom, I noticed she still wasn't here.
I persumed she would come upstairs right after I walked away from her.
It made me kind of worried knowing she is downstairs all alone for the whole time. Usually she would have checked on me.

She must be pissed. I don't even know why I snapped at her like that.
When I come to think about that, we never really had a real fight.
I'm almost scared to go down their and check on her but I know I have to.
She probably just fell asleep on the chouch or something.

I glanced at my watch quickly seeing it was just about 11pm before hurrying down the stairs into the living room where I left her.

But when I arrived I stopped dead in my tracks. I could feel my heartbeat pick up as I searched the empty room.

She was no where to be seen.


Abby's P.O.V.


It's cold. I had no jacket and was only in my jeans and a t-shirt.
I don't even know what time it is or where I am.
I could call Harry but he probably wont answer hence he's still pissed.

My arms were hugging my body tightly, trying to atleast keep me a bit warm.
The streets were almost empty except for a couple of cars.
It was completely dark and I could barely see anything in the distance.

When I turned to the left I could see a small park. It was empty and I decided I need a couple of minutes to cool myself down before I try to find my way back home.
I walked over to the swing and sat down and started to sway back and forth.
Closing my eyes I thought about every small detail which hab happend in my life so far after I landed here in London.

I'm happy. After everything what happend, I'm glad that I found someone like Harry.
Someone who cares for me and loves me.
I still can't believe he actually loves me.

When I first met Brian, I was kind of jealous. Not because I was attracted to him in any way. Hell no.
But because I thought he would take Lana away from me.
She was the only one close to family I had after everything.
When the time past I understood that he wasn't going to take her away from me but the jealousy didn't cease.
I wanted to have someone, who loved me just like Brian loved Lana.
When she walked into the room his eyes would light up and there would be a big grin on his face.
I thought I would never be able to love someone.
Or no one would ever love me.

I'm happy, but I'm also scared about the future. What if he wants children? I know he would want a wife and kids. He would want a normal family.
But I can't give him a normal family. I'm certainly not normal.

No matter how often he would tell me I'm not like my mother, I know I have it my blood.
One day I'm going to snap and no one, not even Harry will be there to help me.

And I'm dreading that day.

My thoughts were cut short when I heard rustling coming from the side.
My head snaped towards the direction but I couldn't see anything.
When I turned back around I saw two figures standing directly infront of me making me scream in shock.

A hand clamed over my mouth silenting my scream before I was pulled of the swing and collided with a hard chest.

"Shut the fuck up!" A unfamiliar voice hissed before pulling me away from the park.

I could feel myself trembling but I didn't get one tone out of my mouth.

What do these men want from me?

***

I felt myself being thrown against a hard surface. A brickwall.

In the dimly lit alleyway I could make out a bit of the men who dragged me here.
They both seemed to be in their mid-twenties.

They looked really intimidating.

My whole body shoke when one of them stepped closer to me a smirk playing on his lips.
I whimpered as I felt his rough hand stroke my cheek before he chuckled slightly as he pulled something out of his pocket.

A knife.

"Don't worry, sweetheart. It's not going to hurt. so much. "

He placed his hand on my chin pulling my head up and I met his dark, with lust filled eyes.
In that moment, I regreted it all.

Talking to Harry about his dad.
Fighting with him.
Not going after him.
Leaving the house.

But I know it wouldn't matter.

Because I know I'm going to die.

Harry's P.O.V.

"What the fuck do you mean you don't know where she is?!" Lana's voice was filled with panick and I couldn't blame her.

"We had a fight. Well I was pissed and left the room. When I came back she was gone." I said my voice trembling thinking about every possibility where she might have gone.

"Are you sure she's not there? Maybe she's in the kitchen? Toilette? Outside on the porch?!" I could tell she was trying to keep her cool so she wouldn't snap at me.

"I checked it all. She's gone. I-It's all my fault. Shit I'm such an idiot" I whispered running my hands through my hair.

"Maybe she just went out for a walk.." Lana trailed of.

"I know her. When she's upset, she wants to be left alone. I'm sure she'll be home soon." she mumbled but I knew she was trying to convince herself more than me.

"What do you want me to do? Just stop looking for her and hope she'll come back home?! Fuck, no! It's almost midnight and she's been gone for a couple of hours now. I thought she might've called you. She isn't answering her phone. I'm going to look for her!" I snapped standing up and grabbing my jacket.

"Okay.. If she calls me I'll let you know. Please let me know if you find her." she pleaded.

I hung up as I sprinted towards my car and got in.

I'm going to find her. No matter what.

Notes

Did I ever tell you how much I love you all?

You've been all so patient and I can't thank you enough for all the support.


Tell me what you think will happen next.

Who are these men?
Are they going to kill Abby?
Will Harry find her or will it be to late?


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