With love, Amelia

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I could feel the glass shatter as I fell down the floor. I can't do this anymore. He has done enough.

"So, you thought that you could just run away from me that easy? I don't think so sweetheart, and because of that, you deserve a punishment ..."

I didn't answer him. I'm too tired to fight with him. He grabbed me from the floor and pushed me to the wall. He then wraps his massive hands on my waist, slowly going up to my breast. Both of us were sobbing. He leans in and kisses me. He asked for permission but I kicked him by the stomach. I'm surprised that he fell on the ground. I quickly ran to the room that I have been staying. I am already shoving all my things in my bag when the door flung open, revealing him. He was hungry, hungry for me. He has a rope on with him. There's no escape now. Not from him. Not from this house. Not to what he will do to me. He shoved me to the bed and kissed me. I was too tired to move, so I let him. He grabbed the rope that he brought with him and he tied my arms on the railings of the bed. He starts to undress me until I'm fully naked. He unbuttons his pants then brings down his boxers. He then grabs a foil wrapper and opens it, revealing a condom..."

"Mia, Mia, wake up" I felt someone shaking me. Conrad.

"I heard you screaming...what happened?" I was already crying. I didn't know that I was screaming.

"C-Con, it was him. That day when h-he..." I couldn't even speak properly.

"Shhh, Mia, it was only a dream. He won't be able to put his hands on you. I'll always protect you. I promise." He hugs me tightly as I hugged him back.

"Try to get some sleep, goodnight sis" Con whispered then kisses my forehead.

I could feel my body shaking out of...fear. Fear from him knowing that I am here. Fear that he would do it again. Fear...to...fall...in love...again.

I couldn't sleep. I took my phone to check the time and it's just three in the morning. I need to talk to someone. I need to clear things out on my mind. I decided to text Harry.

Hey Harry. It's me, Mia. I'm sorry if I wake you up.

After three minutes,

Hi love. Why are you up so early?

I wanted to ask him the same question too. I never thought that he would reply to me. I thought he was asleep and that I was disturbing him. I didn't know what to reply. I'm not yet sure if I want to tell Harry everything. He might think that I'm just a piece of shit waiting to be thrown. I then hear my phone ring, dismissing my thoughts. It's Harry. I slide to answer.

"Harry?"

"Mia, why are you up so early? Is everything okay?" I couldn't answer him. I was already getting teary-eyed.

"Mia, are you still there?"

"Yes. I'm okay."

"From the tone of your voice, it's not okay. What is it, love?" I love it when he calls me that.

"Harry, you won't understand. It's hard to explain."

"I'm sure if you tell me, I can help"

"Har-"

"Wait for me tomorrow there at your house; I'll come pick you up."

"Why? Where are we going?"

"I want you to meet my parents since I'll be visiting them tomorrow. We can talk about this then."