Rapture (H.S)

Chapter 28

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HARRY'S (POV)

I griped the steering wheel hard as we drove off. It wasn't difficult at all to release her. Josh and his friends hadn't done that well of a job binding her. Not that I was arguing off course.

But at the moment, as I drove off with Melissa strapped securely to the seat, my mind was fuming on anger. Anger that I didn't even know whom it was directed on.

I was going to come back. There was no doubt about that! I was going to come back and teach those assholes a lesson they wouldn't forget. I didn't care where they ran, I would hunt them down. The relief I felt when I saw Melissa, made me realize just what she meant to me. Seeing her there, bonded to the post had made me want to rip Josh's head out for doing that to her. Hell! I wanted to turn the car around and drive right back so I could punch them. But I needed Melissa safe. And the only way to get her out of trouble was to get her home.

She didn't say anything as I drove. The sudden anger came back to me that I didn't even know existed, which made me grip the steering wheel if the car tighter, causing my knuckles to turn white.

"Harry," Melissa breathed. "What's wrong?"

The irony of that sentence was not lost on me. I knew it was fucking supposed to be me comforting her but right now I needed her not to speak. I was afraid I was going to direct all my anger on her. I knew that wasn't fair. But I fucking asked her if I could come with her to the bathroom. At least she would be safe if I did.

"Better not ask me that right now," I managed through gritted teeth.

"Why?" She probed. I glanced at her mattered hair. Her dress was torn on the side but even then, she managed to looks gorgeous. More beautiful than any girl I had ever known.

"Are you going to come back?" She asked, her eyes wide.

"What?" I snapped.

"Come back here to capture them?" She clarified.

"Yeah," I growled. "I'm going to do something about that but you're not getting involved at all." I didn't want her near that fucking idiot anymore. The moment I talked to Mel on the phone and she had confirmed Josh had took her, I felt a bit of relief. I knew Josh well enough to know he wouldn't have hurt her, psychically I mean. Josh was one of those who were all bark and no bite. He wouldn't have the balls to do anything to her. But that still didn't seem to minimize my anger towards him or her, for that matter.

I knew shit was going to go down when she left me to go to the toilet. I felt it in my bones. And now that she was finally safe and with me, I felt boiling rage.

"I can do what I want." She pouted. "And if you're coming here later, then so am I."

"No you're not." I was trying to keep my voice to minimum, trying not to shout.

"Why are you being so distant?"

That caused me to crack. "You wanna know why, maybe it was because you got fucking kidnapped that's why," I shouted. I saw her flinch from my words but she was gaping at me more from shock than anything actually. I knew this was wrong. All this anger wasn't supposed to be directed at her. It was meant for Josh and the rest who took her. But a small part of me couldn't help but blame her either. If I lost her...