Troubled.

Whatever You Do

(Eve's P.O.V)

"Eve," My mother scoffed, rudely, "You don't even know what you're saying."

"NO!" I slammed my hand on the table and stood up, "You don't know what you're saying! Nobody does! I was told I'd be gone for two weeks, and everysingle phone call, you just added more time. Two months, six months, one year. It has literally almost been two fucking years! I'm literally getting tortured there! Starved, restrained painfully, tied to animals and people, forced to stay up all night in the barn watching sheep so they safely give birth, put on three whole months of silence, put through so much isolation, I literally don't get to speak to anyone ever! I can not go back. I can't.." Hot tears fell down my cheeks.

"Honey, we-" my dad started to say.

"NO! You let her do this to me! You didn't stop her when she was literally having two random people kidnap me in the middle of the night! You didn't fight to get me home. You let her send me away for nearly TWO YEARS!" Harry stood up and pulled me into him. I clung to him for dear life as my tears just kept falling.

"Evie, baby, come on, let's go home. I'll meet you in the car. We can sort everything out later." He held me tighter as he whispered the soothing words to me. I nodded and wiped my eyes when he let go of me. I walked outside, scared to death of what I had just done.

(Harry's P.O.V)

"I'll be out there in a few minutes, baby." I repeated as Eve walked out the front door. I turned and looked at Theresa and Jeremy with rage in my expression.

"Harry, you have to understand.." Jeremy started.

"Oh, we're way past that, buddy. You both fucking lied right to me, repeatedly. She is not okay! It is very obvious that she hasn't been in a long fucking time." The disappointment showing through my usually calm tone.

"Harry, it's not like that. It's a nice camp. You have to know by now that she is manipulating all of us by saying all this."

"For fuck sakes, Theresa, you don't actually believe that bullshit, do you!? She's 17 now! She was a fucking child when you sent her away! Do you really think your CHILD would reach out to you guys like this for help if she was trying to manipulate you? You were mean to her for her entire life. She wouldn't come to you for help for anything unless it was absolutely serious! Why can't you just accept that you're fucking wrong!?" I shouted. They both looked down. Honestly as they should. "You two would know so much more about your daughter if you would have paid a second of attention to her since she was old enough to talk. She has such a wonderful personality, she is such an inspiring person. She never snuck out, she never did drugs, she never drank. She never acted out, barely ever even did anything wrong."

"So the two of you sneaking off to have sex all the time was 'doing nothing wrong'?" Theresa snapped.

"Theresa.." Jeremy interjected.

"Shut up, Jerry." She yelled at him.

"You mean when she came to my parents house because I was the only one that listened to her? When I moved out of their house and we formed an emotional connection and fell in love with eachother? To think all we did was fuck the entire time, is fucking bullshit. Another thing you would know if you paid attention to her for a minute." I snapped.

"But you did! Eve wrote everything down and her therapist sent it to us." Jeremy replied.

"Of course we did! She means everything to me. I will spend the rest of my years if she allows me. I love her with every piece of me."

"You can't be serious, Harry," Jeremy stood up, "Like you said, she was a child. You're over 18!" He shouted.

"Oh, now you choose to be invested? Let's take a minute and talk about your brother, Jeremy. Let's remember the fact that your daughters refuse to go over to see him anymore. How old is he? 48? 49?" I asked him, "So she was, what do you think like, nine when she started telling you she was scared and didn't want to go over there anymore? And what did you do in response when she told you what was happening? Oh, you have to remember." They were quiet so I kept going. "You fucks sent her to your church group and made her stand up and apologize to God for making it hard for her uncle to want to stop touching her inappropriatley in front of everyone, including girls that went to school with her who started slut shaming her in literally the 5th grade." I raised my voice even louder than it already was.