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Chapter 30

Beth's POV:

I awake to the sound of a heart monitor and muffled voices. I have yet to open my eyes because I'm too scared to know if I am still in that terrible house.

I hear the door open and close, followed by the sound of two, very familiar voices.

"It's almost been an hour since he said she'd wake, why isn't she up?"

"Harry, just give it some time. We know she's going to be alright,"

At that, I decide to open my eyes but am immediately blinded by the sight of the bright lights.

"Ouch," I whisper and shut them quickly.

"Beth?" The two voices say at the same time as I try to adjust to the light.

"Bethy! Thank god! You have a lot of explaining to do!" Addie says as she gestures towards Harry.

I force a smile, "I know. Addie, will you give us a moment?" I ask her. She nods and leaves the room.

"Hi," the boy with the green eyes whispers to me.

"Hi, how are you doing?" I ask him.

"I'm perfect, now that you're alright. Beth, we need to talk about what happen-" I cut him off.

"I don't want to talk. Not yet. Although, I would like to know how long I've been out for?"

"That, we're not really sure of. When we came to get you, you were already unconscious,"

"Oh, okay," I sigh.

"I missed you, love." He said and grabbed my hand. "It was all my fault that you were taken, I shouldn't have left you."

"Harry, stop. I'm alright. Is Tess okay?" I say in a panic trying to sit up.

"That's the thing, they never went after Tess, it was only a distraction to get me away from you," he said angrily.

"I'd rather I be taken than her, Harry," I say, looking him in the eye.

"I'd rather neither of you be taken. But that's enough of that. Addie has spoken with your mum and said that you got in a small car accident, but you're fine. She told her to not come home early and that you will call her soon," I nodded. I forgot about my mum, with all the things going on I was so caught up I hadn't even thought of her. I wish she was here now, I wish I could tell her everything, but she would never understand.

"Thank you for coming for me," I say pushing myself up through the pain.

"I'll always come for you."

Notes

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Comments

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megsworld megsworld
2/1/18

love this story!

Allforbrits Allforbrits
12/27/17

Yay!

Ayat Ayat
4/26/17

Please keep writing this story! I love it and want to see where you take it!!

Just a heads up. In England we don't call it "Fall" We cal it Autumn

Haribo_Baby Haribo_Baby
10/11/16