Part 3

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He watched the couple with a sinister smile on his face. Everything was going according to plan. He could finally get Sophie back, and now she was so much hotter. He sent out a text to Sophie, grinning a sickly grin.  It read:

“Hey babe, looks like you’ve gotten even sexier. I still haven’t gotten back at you for that slap my dear. Why don’t you leave pretty boy over here and come back to a real man. I suggest you hurry up and decide. Or else Mr.Boyband gets it. You know what I’m capable of, Soph.

                    -B

He didn’t really want her back, but he wanted revenge. Revenge for the embarrassment she put him through after that slap. He knew this wasn’t the way to go, but it seemed so right. He was also getting a great amount of money for this.

            Spike sat up feeling Harry shift under her. Harry was quietly snoring, and as she tried to move up, Harry wrapped his arms even tighter around her. She sighed in defeat grabbing her phone to see what time it was. She opened up her messages to see she had a message from an unknown number

            “Hey babe, looks like you’ve gotten even sexier. I still haven’t gotten back at you for that slap my dear. Why don’t you leave pretty boy over here and come back to a real man. I suggest you hurry up and decide. Or else Mr.Boyband gets it. You know what I’m capable of, Soph.

                    -B

Harry slightly opened his eyes because he felt Spike tense up. She was convulsing. Harry rushed up and let go of her, so he could see what was wrong. She fell onto the ground and curled up into fetal position. She was breathing hard and shaking violently.

            “Spike! Spike! What’s wrong!” Harry screamed.

She couldn’t get any words out her breaths were fast and rapid. She couldn’t stop shaking. She tried to move her hand to point at her dog tags that hung from her neck. Harry picked it up to read what it said.

            “Sophie Hall DOB: 9/23/1993

    Chronic Panic Attacks Peanut Allergy.”

Harry picked her up and tried to calm her down. All that did was worsen the situation. She was starting to lose consciousness. Harry called the ambulance, and tried to keep Spike awake. If she lost consciousness there was a chance that she wouldn’t be able to regain it.

            “STAY WITH ME SPIKE. GOD DAMNIT, DO NOT SHUT YOUR EYES! COME ON! DON’T LEAVE SPIKE!” He yelled. That was all Spike heard before slipping into unconsciousness.  

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