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23. Harley Then Alex

Harley Then Alex

"Please don't hurt me!" I cried, covering my eyes, shielding myself with my arms. "Dad I'm sorry!" I couldn't take the abuse anymore. He finally broke me. I can't even believe I let it get this far. No matter what, I will always be weak and broken.

He was right, I'll never amount to anything.

"Kamber," he whispered softly. I pushed myself against the wall, my eyes still shut tightly.

"Please, I'm sorry. I won't do it again." I can't bare to look this man in his eyes. The same man who brought me on this Earth and later make me wish I was never here. I never existed.

Who's to say this isn't a bad dream? Who's to say that I can't just wake up right now and be born into a different family? A better, more loving and caring family. It isn't fair. It isn't fair that I'm forced into a family that doesn't love me!

God, if you kill me now, I promise I won't even complain about burning in hell for the rest of eternity. Please, just put me out of my misery!

"Kamber, please?" Please? Did my dad just say please? He couldn't have possibly just uttered that word to me. He doesn't even know what that word means! A pair of arms wrapped around my body and pulled me close. My dad doesn't hold me like this. He doesn't feel like this. He doesn't smell like this. "Kamber, please open your eyes?"

He doesn't sound like that either.

I slowly opened my eyes and looked up. Beautiful green eyes stared down at me. My dad's eyes don't look like that. Louis face settled in and out let out a loud cry, burying my face in his chest. "Louis," I cried, clutching his shirt.

"It's okay," he whispered, rubbing my arm, still holding onto me. "It's going to be okay."

Now, there's a lot of things I never expected myself to do or be doing. Hugging Louis was one of those things. But I felt somewhat safe in his arms. I felt that as long as he was holding me I didn't have to worry about anything.

Is that a good thing to feel? I don't know. I don't know a lot of things these days and I just know that that's going to be my downfall. I just know it.

And while I'm here hugging Louis, I'm completely ignoring the fact that the man that's holding me isn't human. Make that person number three.

It wouldn't have killed Harry to just tell me that his friends were vampires as well. I mean, it makes sense, considering they all live together. Maybe that's why all of their parents threw them in one huge house and bribed them to keep quiet.

Because they're different.

"I'm sorry I yelled at you," Louis suddenly spoke. "I just. You just wouldn't let me ex- I'm sorry," he sighed deeply.

"You're. You're a-" I didn't know what to say or how to say it. I mean, this is the third I've met so far and I am honestly starting to think I'm just losing my fucking mind. This just isn't something you come across every day.

"Yeah," he whispered, nodding. I slowly pulled away from him. "I was trying to tell you that I wouldn't hurt you. I understand if you don't want anything to do with me after this. If you don't trust me, I understand."

"Trust you?" I asked, laughing. "Hell, I trust Harry and Liam. I'm still here aren't I?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"What? You know about Liam and Harry?" he asked surprised. I nodded. "Why didn't you say anything?"

"The first day I went to school I found out about Harry. Liam was just recently. You, now. I mean, I wouldn't be surprised if Zayn were a vampire too," I laughed, shaking my head.