The Girl In the Basement (HS)

Chapter 3.

Nora's POV

I was sleeping on the couch when I felt someone shake my leg. I groaned and chose to leave it. After I felt it again, I finally open my eyes to see Harry sitting at the end of my feet staring at me. What a great way to wake up. 

"Well good afternoon princess, I put more paper work in the office. Get it done by the end of the day. No pulling any bullshit with one fucking page left. Understood?" I swear he has a stick up his ass all the time. I don't say anything, I just nod my head. 

Next thing I know Harry is right in front of me with his hand around my neck pushing hard on it. He's looking right into my eyes. "I said do you understand? When I ask you a fucking question, you answer." I can feel the tears welling up in my eyes. 

"Har-Harry stop, I-I can't breathe. You're hurting me," he just looks at me. Not saying anything, just staring. I'm now scratching his hands. Pushing him and trying to scream. I don't think I've ever been this scared in my life. This is how I'm going to die, I just know. 

He removes his hands from my neck. I'm breathing very heavy at this point. He looks at me and says, "Good," then walks out the door. I'm now fully sobbing. I can't believe this is my life now. I don't understand where my life went wrong, why did this have to happen today? why me? I have so many questions about everything. I need answers, and I will find them out. 

Walking into the bathroom, I look in the mirror, and I already see brushing where Harry's fingers were around my neck.  Water starts to fill my eyes, but I try to blink them away. I wash my face and pull my long red hair back. 

I sit down in front of the laptop and open google. Not knowing where to start I just type in Harry's name to see what pops up. Right when I do that, I see a lot of websites come up. I press on one, and I see Savanna Styles found dead in alleyway. 

November 16th, 2015: Police find 46 year old, Savanna Styles, shot 3 times. No one was found around the area. Police say this happened around 3 am. To this day no one knows what happened to her, the case is unsolved. 

I don't know what to think or say. I know Harry had to of had some type of trauma, but I didn't think his mom being shot would be it. For a second, I feel bad for Harry, but I remember what he did to me. What he is still doing to me. I feel like I should talk to harry about this, but I know he will probably try to fucking kill me. Again.  

Sitting in the office chair for about 15 minutes, and thinking about what I should do. I decide to just say fuck it and text Harry. I mean there's nothing for me to lose now. 

Nora: We need to talk. Come down here.

He texts back after about 3 minuets 

Harry: k. 

Fucking "k"? He's such an asshole. While I'm in the kitchen getting some water, I hear the door open, and then close.  I walk in the living room, seeing Harry on the couch. I sit about 5 feet away from him. 

"I need answers Harry, I've been here for 5 days now, and I know nothing, please talk to me. What is going on? I hate being kept in the dark." He doesn't look at me. His head is down while his hands are on his knees. 

"I already told you, I kidnapped you to do my paperwork. You were my lucky pick. I'll keep you here for as long as I need. You aren't leaving me, Nora. I own you now. I don't know what else you want me to tell you. That's all I have to say." I swear, I hate him more and more. I know he's lying, but I can't push it because I know he'll kill me. 

I'm now crying for the second time today. Crying is like my new thing. I guess I'll being doing a lot of it. 

"Nora look at me." I turn my head up to look at him. "You have to stop crying, crying won't fix anything. You are going to be okay, Nora. Everything will be fine. You can get through this. I know I scare you, and you hate me, but if you just listen, we can be friends. We don't have to hate each other. You will be fine. You should probably get some rest, I'll see you in the morning." He's now standing in front of me, looking down at me. I just shake my head and watch him leave. 

For some reason, him saying that makes me feel better. I hate that. I still know he has no feelings, maybe he just has a way with words. I don't fucking know. I have to make a promise to myself. Nora you will not fall in love with your kidnapper. 

Sorry this chapter way short. i hope your enjoying the book so far!!