*Destiny’s POV*
*Continuation*

Too weak to fight, and get away from Harry, I allowed him to carry me into his car. Although, at the moment, I wanted to be anywhere his arms. He had betrayed my trust, with something so crucial.

‘I guess it is real,’ I thought fearfully, ‘Time does repeat itself. I'll begin to get bullied again … lose all my friends … just when I started to become happy. Truly genuinely happy.

“Destiny, baby …” Harry quietly says, placing his hand on my thigh gently. “Are you okay … I’m so-” I didn't let him finish. With the little energy I had left, I opened the door and tried to escape.

‘I could go home alone.’ I thought.

“Destiny!” Harry called after me.

I was about to started running away to my house when suddenly, I was light-headed and quick to fall on my feet. I barely registered the fact that it felt like all of the blood was rushing from my head all the way down to my feet in a sudden rush. Little black dots swarmed my vision, the corners of my sight slowly fading into black. I didn't even feel it when I hit the ground, not even the pain of my knees scraping the concrete floor noisily. Everything blotted out, and nothing mattered. All I could think of was the world crashing around me in a messy blur. Just before I completed blacked out, I heard a loud, ear-piercing scream, and it felt as if someone hand punches me really hard in my face.

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