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When Things Turn Out Bad... Part 1

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HEY! Sorry I didn't update for a long time! Sorry but I had major writer's blocker! Here is a chapter! It is short and contants swears and violences so beware! Hope you all enjoy it! I can't believe it has over 1200 reads! I feel so loved! Anyways I wont stop you from reading this awesome chapter! Also it has no editing so please dont mind the typos! 

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I fell asleep next to Harry. The blanket they gave us wasn't as warm as we thought it would be. I lied there with my back pushed against Harry's. To admit it I was scared! I didn't want anyone to come here and take one of us away.

" Skyla, stop moving," Harry mumbled flipping over to his back and turning to his other side.

" Sorry, I'm just scared." I said slowly but soft. I felt Harry lift himself onto his elbows.

" Skyla no one is going to hurt you or me," Harry softly whispered to me before shifting his position to back before we started talking.

" Promise?" I asked turning to look at him. It was the only way that I could confirm it with him when one of us get hurt.

" I promise. I would never leave the boys or Rider or the girls," Harry said before lightly planting a small kiss on my forehead like mothers do to little scared children.

" Or you," Harry whispered after.

" Night, I feel much better." I said before nestling into my pillow and the blanket. It felt like the whole world seemed to come off my shoulders.

Before I knew it I was asleep. Dreaming about nothing that I could remember.

BANG!

BANG!

BANG!

BANG!

BANG!

BANG!

BANG!

CRASH!

BOOM!

I shot up faster than someone can say ' hey, there Jack'. I looked around to see if I could see any bloody body lying on the floor. There was no one. I mean no one lying on the floor but Harry seemed very focused on the drum set that was now in the middle of the room along with some amps and guitars.

" Must be a damn music room," Harry whispered to him self. 

" Lovely way to wake up in the morning!" I said covering up with the blanket again but now on the floor by Harry's little mess.

" Sorry." He sounded freaked out.

" Well need help?" I asked him still not getting up.

" No because you are probably not going to do nothing at all," Harry smiled abit. I laughed. He knew me so well. That got him to laugh.

This also got some guy to come in.

" Shut the fuck up!" His voice echoing off the walls, " It is only 6:56 in the MORNING!"

He had blood vessel coming out of his neck. I would not mess with him. He was buff and scary looking. I moved myself against the wall as Harry seemed so small and child-like.

" Sorry, I'll be alot more less noise." Harry's voice seemed so distant and off. Wavy almost.

" Good now shut it," The buff guy demanded, " Now for you. Since you are up early can come and met up with our boss and your new master."

He laughed at me. I throw myself back against the wall again to get away from him. Still knowing that I can't back up anymore, I still tried to push the wall out of my way. He got tried of just holding out his hand and just grabbed my forearm and pulled me out of the room. Harry still in shock and not knowing what is going because of the other buff guy that I have no idea when he came in the room but the guy hit him.

I followed this buff guy and whimpered softly to myself.

I shouldn't be scared, they should!

I riped my arm out of his grasp and walked beside him standing much taller. I stood up straight, straightening out my shoulders and having my chin lifted.

I walked around this place with the bitch-attitude.

" In here," The buff guy pushed me in. I huffed when the door slammed shut behind me. I looked up form where I fell on the ground and saw 4 men standing at a desk.

" Hi, I'm here for whatever shit this is," I pulled a bitch smile on my face.

" Skyla, now come here and listen to what we are saying," An older man but still young waved for me to join in their little conversation.

" Why the hell would I want to! You fucking people turned Alfredo against my fucking best friend! You are a fucking cunt ya know that!" I yelled at him from where I was standing. That is when I felt it. The sharp pain that felt like knives and pens in my head. I grabbed my head and screamed.

I tried to stop myself from whimpering but the pain was to much.

" Enough, Max." A twenty some guy said waving at a boy in the corner. 

The boy in the corner had a shaggy hair cut, brown eyes and looked at least 6 inches taller than me. I took a deep breath before calling my element to me, Earth. 

" Earth, my protector, my love, my friend, go capture the witch in the corner, never let him go unless I tell you to. I call you Earth." I let my breath out. The ground shook before vines, branches anything that was nature came shooting out the floor to capture the boy witch in the corner. He tried to run but hit the floor with a thud. He scrabbled to get up only to be pulled back to the floor locked by vines and branches and grass. I smirked at.

" Serves you right." I laughed in his ear before going to the 4 men at the table.

" Let him go." One demanded.

" Earth." I called in a sing song voice. The smell of fresh cut grass filled the room and a light wind ran through it. It felt like you were in a feild with no shoes on a beautiful summer day. I smiled at the thought.

" Undo him." Another demanded.

" Earth my lovely please show them how powerful your are, no need to be gentle at all only to the witch on the floor. Don't kill them either, I don't know what they want me and I want answers." I said to Earth as if she was a person. I was Nature witch. It meant the witch could only control nature things and they can be the most dangerous ones.

I walked out of the room. The buff guy that walked me here was waiting outside.

" Earth, sorry I have been calling on you a lot but please just take this guy somewhere near hell and the guy that punched Harry, it would be nice. Not that you have to. I love you Earth. I hope this is the last time I call on you today." I said lightly meaning the words I said. 

The buff guy was gone I knew where. To hell. I tried to walk back to the room. I really did. But I fell after six steps. I felt tried and weak and painful. I knew I didn't use that much power. I called out in pain as I felt wet blood coming out of my nose. That fucking bitch witch! Using that fucking weakening spell! My head felt like it was going to expoled. I tried to call out for help but I couldn't that is when I saw it. The person I love standing there.

Jason.