Issues "2x4"

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Both of them ran inside. They're probably gonna bitch on me. Like I fucking care. This isn't damn grade school. But then again, I could be killed at any moment. I was royally pissed beyond belief. I still felt the sting of her hand on my left cheek. That just made me want to snap her neck even more. And watch her blood spew from her mouth. I took in a deep breath.

The door flung open, and out came Harry, angry as fucking hell. Lord give me strength.

He looked down at me. Fury in his eyes. His fists clenched. His muscles contracted. Holy fuck, I am going to die. This guy was BUILT as fuck, TALL as fuck, and SCARY as fuck. There is no way that I'm making it out alive.

"Look, you fucking slut. You work for me now. Say goodbye to your family, friends, your life. You belong to me now" He said, his eyes turning a dark shade of jade.

I just couldn't seem to speak. My pure angry just drained from me and in came fright. I stayed quiet. I looked down at the ground. At how his feet were twice the size of mine. He bent down, His face nearly touching mine. His breath reeked of all sorts of drugs that even I couldn't name.

"Do you hear me" He growled.

"You have issues" I said, my anger coming back, punching me in the face.

His hand found my jaw. He press his longs fingers there, hurting me. He pursed my lips. I let out a small whimper.

"LISTEN, YOU FUCKING CUNT, DON'T YOU EVER TALK TO ME LIKE THAT. DON'T TALK AT ALL UNLESS SPOKEN TO" He hissed through his teeth.

He let go, standing back up. "I'll be back in 5 minutes" He told me, walking back in.

I felt like ripping his spine out. I was literally BURNING of anger and I needed to get it all out. I pressed my knees up against my chained up stomach. I bit down on my kneecaps, feeling pain course through my right leg. Yeah it was crazy as fuck but I need to hurt something. I let go, knowing I left a mark. I leaned back, looking at the sky. It must have been 4 in the goddamn morning. I'm wondering if Alice noticed that her car and I are missing. Dammit she probably thinks that I stole her car. Shit.

Harry came back out and untied me. I could feel all that weight lift off of me as I got to my feet. We walked to the car.

The car ride was like it was before, I would say something witty and obnoxious, then he'd threaten me.

This guy has serious issues.

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