Boom.
"Mummy?"
I look up to my doorway to see a little kid in a Winnie the Pooh onesie, with the hood up.
"Who?" I ask.
I hear glass shattering and the kid runs to my side.
"Where's daddy?" The child asks me as he grabs onto my arm.
"I-"
More glass shatters and I hear voices. My whole body goes into panic mode as I jump up and grab the child. I pick him up and look around my room for a hiding place.
The bathroom.
I carry the kid to the bathroom and lock the door behind me without the lights on.
I carefully step into the bathtub and place the kid down.
"Sit down." I whisper.
The kid nods and sits down before balling up into a fetus position. I close the shower curtain before sitting down next to the child. He or she cuddles up into my side before whimpering.
I wrap my arm around their shoulders and pull their head to my chest to cover their eyes. I rock back and forth.
There's walking around outside of the bathroom and i hold my breath.
The bathroom door bursts open and I cover my mouth as the kid squishes up against me.
I watch a shadow walk up to the bathtub and take a slow breath to not be heard.
"Are they in there?" A voice says.
"Nope."
"Let's go then."
They walk out and I let out a breath of relief.
The curtain is pulled back suddenly and we come face to face with a masked man.
"Found them."
The child and I both scream and more men come into the bathroom. Someone grabs my arm and pulls me up. They take the child and the kids hood falls down as they scream.
It's a little girl. She turns and looks at me with terror in her brown eyes and her curly brown hair bounces as they yank her away from me.
I suddenly know the little girls name and I find my lips saying it.
"Katrina!" I scream.
"Mommy!" She cries as they pull her away from me.
I struggle against the strong arms of the men as they hold me back.
"If you hurt her I swear to go I'll kill you all!" I scream.
"Huh. To bad we're going to kill you first." a man says and they push me down to my knees before pointing a gun at my head.
Bang.
_I wake up with a scream in my throat. Someone sits in front of me with their hands on my shoulders and I smack them as I continue screaming.
"Jayden!" Harry says and I realize it's him.
I stare at him for a moment before I break into tears.
"Harry, it was horrible." I cry as he pulls me into his arms.
"Shh it was just a dream." he whispers as he rubs my back.
"They took her away from me. They took Katrina." My whole body is shaking.
"They took who?" He asks.
It takes me a moment before I realize what I just said. I pull away from slowly.
"They took the baby. But she wasn't a baby. She was like three years old and she was so pretty. She had my eyes and your hair and she was our daughter Harry." I tell him and he stares at me like I've gone mad.
"You just need to get some sleep." he tells me. "Our parents will be here in a few hours, just go back to bed."
"It was so real." I tell him as I lay back down.
"Shh just go to bed." he tells me as he lays down next to me.
I take a ragged breath before closing my eyes.
But the image of her frightened face and her screams keep me awake.
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L.A girls (H.S)
FanfictionHe thought girls of L.A were self-centered, over confident, brats. Until he met her. She thought boys of L.A we're the cocky, rude, guys that only thought about sex. Until she met him.