Ablaze

17

There was no lingering fatigue when I awoke, consciousness slamming into me without provocation. I instantly detected that Harry's side of the bed was cold. I sensed his absence almost immediately, reaching out to pat his side of the bed to confirm he wasn't there.

With a frown, I dragged my head out of the covers. It was replaced with a smile when my eyes landed on a white box on his pillow, a pink ribbon tied around it.

Ripping off the note attached to the box, I squinted, struggling to read Harry's handwriting after just waking up.

My number: xxx-xxx-xxxI'll be gone for a bit, gathering shit for the Royalton
I'll txt u if I'm late
Ps. camera on the phone is 12MP, u can send HD titty pics if u want

I rolled my eyes at his vulgar request, placing it back on his pillow.

Under the note, an image of the phone was printed on the front of the box. I opened the box in excitement while simultaneously trying to be careful, terrified of dropping it.

Gently pulling it out, it was a sleek rectangular shape. The front of it was a black glass screen, the back of it a lavender color. My Father had a similar phone, and I knew it was expensive. I hadn't seen it before in purple, grinning at how well Harry knew me. I inspected it, flipping it over in my hands, getting used to its weight.

It was my first phone; my Father had forbidden me from ever having one. Everyone would always use them around me while I watched them longingly, wishing I could join in with something so commonplace. There wasn't anything special behind having a phone, but it was something my Father feared I would get ahold of.

I couldn't comprehend most of his motives, and I hadn't cared much to find out at the time. But now that I was out of his clutches, I couldn't help but speculate. I conceded he was assumably afraid I would contact Harry after deliberately ripping us apart. I couldn't be certain, but it seemed the most plausible idea. Or he didn't want me to be exposed to anything outside his control, making sure his grasp on me was always unpenetrable. I didn't have the urge to fight back during the time, believing it would be easier to keep my mouth shut.

Pulling out the little pin in the box, I quickly pulled out the sim card slot, placing the one Harry had got me in. After plugging the charger in and waiting for it to power up, I went through the phone set-up.

As soon it unlocked to the home screen, my phone dinged with a notification. Clicking on it, I beamed, my cheeks flushing as I read the text.

thinking of u- H

The time stamp on it was from an hour ago, so I quickly typed back.

miss u already

no tit pics without compensation

I closed out of the messaging app, went to the AppStore, and downloaded all of the apps I had heard about but had never been given the opportunity to use.

I spent a solid hour playing with the phone before rolling out of bed and deciding I should go to the gym and do something productive. Getting dressed in leggings and a sports bra, I braided my hair back to keep it out of my face.

As I pondered about last night, my eyes held vibrancy, the green in them gleaming instead of their usual dull appearance. My lips were slightly swollen from Harry's antics last night, a deeper shade than usual.

I was sure that if I pulled down my legging in front of the mirror, I would witness red welted handprints on my ass. Giving in to the thoughts, I tugged them down, biting my lip as I anticipated what I would uncover. I couldn't help but laugh as my suspicions were proven correct. On both of my ass cheeks were red handprints, slightly swollen in sensitivity.