Chapter 11

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Tessas P.O.V

"Correct!" I gasp and he loosens his grip on my neck but leaves it there pressing just hard enough for it to be un comfortable but he isn't choking me so I'm happy for now "what are you going to do?" I ask with a slight whimper "no" he states I look at him blankly "that's not the question" he continues, what? "the question is what your going to do."

Shit

"What?" I manage to say. he sighs "well first your going to open your legs.."

Shit

"And then we'll have a little fun." he smirks whilst trailing his hands up and down my legs. before I can think about a decision he scratches down the side of my cheek "to slow bitch!" he yells right in my ear. I feel thick warm blood dripping from the scratch.

Shit

He lifts his hand to my cheek a second time but before it touches I jerk my legs open to avoid further Injury. he smirks but slaps me across the face hard. I look at him unsure of how to react "still too slow" he smirks and slowly starts lifting the bottom of my dress.

Shit

Harrys P.O.V

Oh god her eyes and she was thinking how good looking I was and about the colour of my eyes she's soo beautiful.
I tuned into her thoughts after a while and only heard

Hate..
Shit..
Ouch!...
Rape...
Help!...

She's in trouble! all of a sudden my thoughts are blocked by a new thought so powerful I screamed

PAINPAINPAINPAINPAINPAINPAINPAIN!!!!!!!!!

I hear Mia my foster sisters thoughts

Jesus whys Harry screaming

Before I realise it Mia is standing over me shaking me and I'm on the floor still screaming although my mouth seems disconnected from my brain.

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