Taken(H.S.)

Chapter 6

~HAZEL POV~

RECAP

"Oh my god! Where are all these fire trucks going?" I said, watching another one speed past, along with an ambulance and a cop car. "I don't know. But it looks like somewhere near your store," he said, turning the corner. As soon as the scene in front of me caught my attention, a sob/choke/scream left my mouth and my body went numb.

I got out of the car, shaking and sobbing uncontrollably. I could barely hear Harry calling my name over the pounding of my heart. The fire truck sirens sounded like sounds in the distance even though they were so close.  Everything from here on out was just moving in slow motion to me.

My store was up in flames and crumbling down like the Twin Towers on 9/11.  Fire fighters and frightened pedestrians were everywhere. Water was shooting down the flames just as the sight before me was shooting down my heart. It was like watching a big part of your life being taken away and burned down. It took me many years of studying and college and designing to make this store what it was, and now its all gone, and there is almost nothing I can do about it.

I ran up to the remains of my store and fell down from pure weakness. The smoke filled my nostrils as I coughed and wheezed it back out. "Ma'am, you need to get back," someone said, as they pulled me up.

"Hey! Get your hands off her!" a familiar voice yelled from further behind, which I soon noticed to be Harry. "Sir, are you her husband?" the voice said. "Yes, I am. And you're not. So, back away," Harry growled. "I'm sorry sir, but if she doesn't get back, the smoke could potentially kill her." And before I knew it, Harry and the fireman were going at it. But was to weak to do anything about it.

"Harry! Stop it!" Gemma yelled. After a few more minutes of all the commotion, I started to get dizzy. Harry's strong arms wrapped around my fragile body and carried me back to the car. The whole walk there, he whispered calm and soothing words to me. I could barely see the scratches on the left side of his face. 

~HARRY POV~ (FINALLY)

Hazel curled up in he passenger seat, whimpering and shaking. It was like everything went from so light-hearted and happy, to devastating and heart-breaking for her. And me too.

I kept my hand in hers the whole way home. She had stopped crying, but she now was just staring blankly out the window.

"I don't know what happened."

Her small, cracked voice scared me when I heard it. She continued to stare out the window. "Me either, baby. Me either." I began to rub circles onto the back of her hand. Her body suddenly got tense.

"And its all my fault-"

"Hazel, its not your fault-"

"Yes it is!"

"You weren't even there!" I yelled back, suddenly getting angry. Whenever something bad happens, Hazel always thinks its her fault. And I hate it.

"And that's why its my fault! I-I'm a horrible person. I put G-gemma a-and Celeste in so much danger and I-I-I..."

She broke down immediately into a sobbing and shaking state. I pulled into our driveway and reached over to pull her into my lap. "No! No! Why do you still want me, Harry? Why don't you just leave me like the old times?" she sobbed. She tried to pull away and pushed at my chest, but I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her into my lap. She wailed into my shirt in defeat.

I climbed out the car and started up the steps to the front door. I was greeted with an empty house, since I had called me mum beforehand and asked if Preston could spend the night. I think Hazel needed a break.