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Chapter 46 Harry's POV
I'm driving back to my place. I don't feel comfortable letting Isabel out of my sight right now. I'm not sure what's happened but somethings off.
She's definitely not the person she was when she entered Pope's house now. Now, she's quiet, coiled within herself and huddled against the passenger side doorframe breathing shallowly, hesitantly.
I tried to get her to talk, asking what was wrong and what Pope meant by his last words but she shut down, completely ignoring my questions so eventually I just stopped asking.
I'm not an idiot. I now know that Isabel's father hits her. Pope just confirmed it.
You'd think that growing up in the same atmosphere as someone else would bring them together, possibly allowing a deeper connection with them. I guess not in our case.
Of course Isabel doesn't know about my past, and I don't intend to tell her my most vulnerable moments because to put it quite simply, we aren't friends. I barley know the girl, so I'm not sure why I'm expecting to get answers out of her when I'm not willing to share my own. I guess you could call me a hypocrite.
She seems scared. I don't like it. She should never be scared around me.
A whirl wind of pain erupts in my lower stomach. It's not sharp, more so dull, lingering making it evident that it's there. My mind wonders, asking a series of questions as to why there's a hint of discomfort.
I inhale deeply and look to my right. She looks sad. I don't know how to help her.
I don't know why I want to help her.
"You okay?" I ask once more, knowing she'll just continue to ignore me.
I wait a couple of seconds, letting my voice linger in the air before I add, "I'm bringing you back to mine"... again I get nothing from her in response.
I sigh, dropping my shoulders trying to release the built up tension there.
I don't know what to do with her, how do I make her happy?
I ponder through responses in my brain while I continue driving the straight road. My car dings, I look down at the dash and see the petrol light flashing, indicating that I need to refill my tank. Conveniently I see a gas station about a kilometre away.
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