olivia's pov
I could feel my body literally waking up from my unconsciousness. My breathing hitched and I could feel my heartbeat beginning to beat to a faster pace. I felt my warm blood rushing through my body, giving life to my limbs.
I opened my eyes slowly, finding myself in my bedroom. Well, not my actual bedroom, but the one on Harry's apartment. I clutched the duvet in my fists, my body beginning to warm up.
I had no fucking clue what was going on.
I sat up in bed, crossing my legs so I was sitting 'criss cross applesauce', as they said in my lower school. I was too afraid to get out of bed and look around the apartment.
I just remember some guy throwing in a can and the next second in passed out...and now I'm in bed? It didn't make sense. I was honestly scared shitless.
Who was that guy? And why does he want to hurt me?
I heard heavy footsteps stomp up the steps and my eyes grew. I pressed my palms against the bed, ready to run. Harry walked into the doorway, a mattress in his arms. I relaxed.
His emerald eyes widened and locked with mine. I didn't bother to look away. He seemed concerned, frantic even, like he was mentally fighting what to say. His hair was a wreck, like he kept pulling and tugging on it.
"You're awake." He took a deep breath. "You've been out for a few hours."
"Mhmm," I nodded, too tired to say much.
"How do you feel?" He carelessly threw the mattress on the hallway.
I shrugged, not knowing what to say. I was feeling a lot of things right now.
"What's with the mattress?" I changed the subject.
"The apartment is trashed," Harry sighed, pushing his hands in his pockets.
I groaned, covering my face with my hands. I heard him take a step closer to me. "The mattress ended up in the living room with a knife stabbed into it."
"Oh my god," I whimpered into my hands.
I was beginning to feel my eyes sting from the tears. I was even more terrified and I strangely felt like it as all my fault.
"I mean, I can always get a new mattress." He pointed out.
"I know, it's just really scary knowing somebody trashed this place while I was here."
"I even found a little love note in my sink." Harry muttered, taking slow steps towards me.
I looked up to see that he was standing right over the bed. I moved back into the bed frame, creating space between us.
I sniffed, grabbing a small, white piece of paper from his hands. I looked over the note, it was just a bunch of numbers sprawled across the paper, like a code.
"I don't know what this means, it's just a bunch of numbers." I looked up at him. "Like...a code or something."
"Yeah...you're right, it is like a code," he said slowly, like he was making a revelation.
"Like a code." he repeated under his breath, his plump, pink lips making a frown.
"For what?" I asked, still confused.
"I don't know. I don't know that it's for. But look on the other side,"
I cautiously turned the paper around in fingers, squinting at what was written in tiny handwriting.
I read it out loud.
"The girl will suffer for you." I covered my mouth with my hand.
I froze, the words ringing in my head. I threw the paper, which fluttered to the floor. My heart barley felt like it worked anymore and my limbs went numb.
VOUS LISEZ
mercy | hes
Fanfiction* story is on pause * the innocent girl didn't know that she wanted to see the world until the dangerous man took it away from her. she didn't know how badly she wanted to live her life until he threatened it.