Kasey's POV

"Kasey move away from her. She's obviously not a nice lady."

Something about the tone of Harry's voice made me listen to him so I stood up off the ground and walked closer to him.

"You're both horrible, you know that?" The lady seethed at us and I frowned still not understanding what she was talking about.

I stepped closer to her and she whimpered away from me.

"What's going on down here? I heard someone yelling for help." I turned towards the new voice that had entered the alley to see a familiar face.

It was the male doctor from when I was in the hospital.

"What the hell are you doing so far away from the hospital? We have already called an ambulance." Harry spat at the man and stepped in front of me to keep me from seeing the him.

"I was in the neighbourhood and I can help." I heard the doctor speak before footsteps were heard as he stepped closer to us, Harry reached out behind him to grab my hand as a way of making sure I was still there.

"The chick is hurt. We found her like this." Harry seemed rather bored as he talked and I peaked out from around him to see the doctor roll his eyes.

"Are you sure you found her like this?" He asked and Harry wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into his side.

"Yes we did. Isn't that right Kasey?" Harry asked, or more like cooed at me and I nodded.

Everyone seemed to be glaring at each other as I looked down at the beaten up lady just to find her glaring straight at me.

The sound of sirens were heard and only one person stepped out who happened to be a very petite girl.

"Harry if you don't mind could you take her to the ambulance? My back is giving me some trouble lately."

Harry grunted and shot the man one last dirty look before he turned to me and kissed me on the forehead.

He slowly walked over to the lady, she opened her mouth to scream but didn't get the chance to before Harry yelled at her.

"Shut the hell up! First you insult my girlfriend and push her onto the ground, then you have the guts to yell at me when I'm trying to help you into a fucking ambulance!"

I flinched at how loud his voice was before he threw the lady over his shoulder without any care towards her injuries and walked back up to the front of the alley.

I didn't even get the chance to blink before a hand was placed over my mouth and I was roughly pushed up against the brick wall.

What the hell?!

I tried to mumbled and scream for help but nothing could be heard through his hand.

This man is meant to be a doctor and he's hurting me.

"Shhh sweetheart. Save your breath." He mumbled into my neck as he used his other hand to pin both my hands above my head.

I struggled as much as I could in his grip before he pushed my arms behind my back and leaned his full weight on me, I could barely move as he used his now free hand to grip onto my waist.

"You know you're so tiny, I'm surprised he hasn't broken you yet." I started to sob as I felt his hand slip under my shirt and pull it further up my torso.

"But I'm glad he hasn't because I've missed you, I had you under my control at the hospital, it was my domain and I could've done whatever I wanted to you." His hand continued to rise as I cried heavily into his other.

"I didn't though because where's the fun in that huh? And I needed Harry around as long as possible so I could attempt to figure him out. I'm sorry you were in that coma for a week when you could have been awake within a day but I needed you to get to Harry. While I'm saying sorry I might as well apologize for getting my men to put you in that coma to start with."

My eyes widened as I tried to break free of his grip but he just pushed me back against the wall.
What the hell is taking Harry so long?

"Does Harry ever touch you like this? Against your will? Because let me tell you something sweetheart, one day he'll grow impatient with his little Bambi and just take the only thing a child like you is good for."

My body shook as I let the sobs rake through me.

He's lying.

He doesn't know anything about Harry and I.

"Trust me Kasey. A man like Harry doesn't love anyone, not even himself. And he most certainly doesn't tell little kids like you the truth."

I squeezed my eyes shut and whimpered into his hand as he removed his other hand from my chest and towards the hem of my jeans.

"Maybe now that I've learnt all I can about Harry, you should come home with me."

I tried to shake my head but he tightened his hand around my mouth until it was certain to leave a bruise.

"I've always loved teenagers. Their so small and helpless, and you kid are twice as weak as a normal seventeen year old. God you're a turn on."

My heartbeat could be heard in my ears as I begged the man with my eyes to stop his actions but he just laughed at me and ran his hand over the crouch of my jeans.

"I would love to hear you begging for me to stop."

Just as his fingers began to fumble with my panties, he was roughly pushed off me just to come face to face with the hard pavement.

I would feel sorry for him with the way Harry had pounced on him in less than a second and was delivering multiple punches to his face but not one bone in my body cared about the man right now.

I felt so weak right now, my knees gave out on me and I fell to the ground still sobbing loudly.

The sound of Harry's shouting and the dudes painful whimpers and my crying was all getting jumbled up together in my head. My head started to throb and a loud ringing was heard making me try to cover my ears.

Harry didn't stop for a long time, until the supposed doctor was no longer moving at all.

He stopped and stood a few feet away from me just staring at me, but not in the same way he use too.

This look was more cautious and sad.

"Lets go home." He tried to pick me up and I screamed and pushed him away.

"Don't touch me! This is all your fault!" My words seemed to have more affect on him then I thought they would as his eyes widened and he sucked his lips into his mouth so he wouldn't say anything.

I couldn't control my crying which gave Harry the chance to pick me up while I was desperately tried to wipe away my tears. I crossed my arms over my chest and refused to make it easy for him as I looked away from him and continued to cry.

*1 hour later*

"I fucking knew taking you out of this house was a bad idea!!!" Harry screamed in my face just like he has been for about an hour now.

"Well maybe if you didn't fucking hide so much shit from me then I would know who to trust and who not too! It's all your fault!" I shot back and he threw his hands in the air and groaned loudly.

"Don't you dare swear at me! And don't blame this on me! How the hell was I meant to know that guy was such a pervert?!"

I flinched as I thought about the recent event.

Harry thinks that guy was just some sick bastard but he was more than that.

He was someone trying to get to Harry.

"He's out to get you Harry! That's why he did that you idiot!" He looked blankly at me as his chest rose and fell with every breathe.

"He told me things Harry..." I whispered for the first time in the conversation and watched as his face turned into shock.

"What kind of things Kasey?"

"Pretty much that you don't love me and you're just using me. And that he's sorry for causing my accident but he needed to learn about you."

Harry tried to take a step towards me but I stepped back until my legs hit the couch and I fell onto it and stared up at him.

"Kasey-"

"What are you hiding from me Harry?" I cut him off and he frowned down at me.

"Nothing! You don't know what you're talking about so just drop it." He mumbled.

"STOP LYING!"

"What the fuck do you want to know Kasey!!!" He barked and stepped forward to grip onto my forearms making me wince.

"What the hell happened to me? How did I lose my memory?!"

He pulled me off the couch and stood right in front of me, we were just inches apart as he glared angrily yet sadly at me.

"You were hit by a car Kasey."

Notes

Woah... intense chapter!

Well... I guess I spoke too soon to be happy about the rating being at 10 but it doesn't matter because I still love you guys <3

9.9 or 2.5 I don't care. I still love writing this story!