Mutinous

Chapter 40

Laughter emitted my lips along with high squeals making Harry know exactly what he was doing to me. I kept wriggling my body trying to get out of his grip.

"Relax, love." His voice was taunting. He was so annoying at times.

That was easy for him to say. There was no way I could even speak with his hands on me like that. He was tickling my sides and my thighs making me go crazy. I was wriggling and kicking but nothing worked to get him away from me. His hands tickled the inside of my thighs sending me into a frenzy. I could feel the tingling in my core. I kept screaming trying to make proper words, but everything I said came out slurred.

After what seemed like forever, he stopped and hovered over me looking into my eyes while I panted frantically. "You're an idiot," I teased.

"You wanted a distraction. Said you were tense. Thought I might help out a bit." He smirked at me with a devilish grin.

"Seeing you naked is distraction enough. Didn't need a heart attack in the process."

"You are being overdramatic."

"Don't think I am," I said matter-of-factly before his hand stopped in between my legs making me gasp.

"You're cute when you're trying to sound mad but really you aren't."

"Being cute isn't a compliment," I stated and his fingers found my clit making me gasp once again.

"Oh trust me, it is," he chuckled kissing my nose. "You are so adorable. I just want to eat all of you."

His words might have sounded innocent in a different setting, but the look he was giving me told me he was being dead serious, and I was breathing rapidly. He knew exactly what effect he had on my body, and I was not sure if it was a gift or a curse. I did not like losing control like that. I smiled up at him. "You're such a dork." I said and one of his fingers entered me making me squirm.

"Care to repeat that, love?" He smirked pulling his finger in an out, and I bit my tongue not giving him the satisfaction of my moans. I wanted to tell him how much I hated him even if it was not true, yet no words escaped my lips only small whimpers giving Harry exactly what he wanted. Having Harry in my life was definitely a blessing. Especially, with the messed up family situation I had. He always knew how to make me feel better, and for some time I forgot reality and the only thing I could think of was him. I guess you could say he was my safe haven or simply just a distraction. I loved him dearly, and no matter what everyone else thought, I was certain we were going to spend the rest of our lives together.

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Maggie and I met in the cab I had hauled coming to get her and when I saw her, my mood changed. Not because I did not like to see her, but because of the cruel reality she reminded me of. She looked just like him. Him being the man who was supposedly our father, and I was reminded that the hours I had spent in a bubble with Harry forgetting everything were long over.

"Hey sis. You should see what I bought. I got-" Her words continued, yet they were only a distant sound, and I was unable to make out the words. Too much was on my mind, and I was simply uninterested in what Maggie had bought.

"El, are you even listening?" She asked, and I looked at her seeing her confused stare.

"Sorry, Mags." I stated giving her an apologetic look.

"Things will be alright," she tried to assure me, and I tried holding onto those words for dear life because just like always, it did not seem like things would.

Sooner rather than later I was certain the day would come where I would have to choose between my parents and Harry. To some people, the choice might have seemed simple, but I was not ready to choose Harry over my parents. I was only 17, and the thought of not having my parents in my life scared me no matter how badly they hurt me at times.

Things will be alright. Maggie's words reminded me, and I desperately hoped they would be before my life took a drastic turn with no going back, but what if it already had?

Once we made our way inside the building Martin gave me an apologetic look, and I knew what he was going to say before the words had even been spoken.

"It doesn't matter." I said before he got the chance to speak. It did matter, of course it did, but what was done was done and I was not going to stay mad at him for telling on me. Life was way too short for that, and I was not that immature. I knew he could not risk his job so I understood why he had done it even if his actions had had a big impact on my life.

"Sorry. You know I couldn't risk it."

"I know." I had heard the story before, and I had in all honesty grown tired of it. They had done what they thought was right even if I might have disagreed. They did not need to apologise for their choice as if regretting what they had done when I didn't think that they did. If they didn't think that Harry and I being together was a good idea I would do everything to show them that it was.

When we got home mother was like a bee hovering around a honey jar. She was instantly around us not bothering to leave us alone as we got out of our coats and boots.

"You didn't buy anything, El," she said, and I knew it wasn't a question but more of an observation.

"No. Maggie here needed the help, and I don't believe I need anything."

"So what did she buy?" She sent me a sceptical look. She seemed suspicious and with good reason, but I was not going to give up so easily.

"Why don't you ask her yourself."

"I asked you." She kept focusing at me as if Maggie was not even there next to us.

"Well, I'm sure Maggie will be happy to show you herself. Right Mags?"

"Yeah, mum. I bought...." And once again I zoned out while she talked about everything she had bought. Luckily though mother did not ask anymore questions.

I made my way upstairs and soon after I heard yelling.Unfortunately, my father had come home and instantly he started fighting about me. I was not sure why, but something told me it was because mum had let Maggie and I go out. Clearly he was not approving of this. Someone started their way upstairs. The footsteps were fast and loud and within a few seconds my door was burst open, making my body jump in surprise.

"Where were you today?" Father's tone was harsh, and I swallowed hard not liking the look he was giving me.

"Out with Maggie. Mum let us go," I said trying to keep my eyes steady.

"And you seriously think I'm going to believe that."

"I don't know. Go ask Maggie, she'll tell you. Or ask Martin he saw us exit and enter the building together."

"Why does it sound like you're hiding something?"

"Maybe because you don't trust me."

He walked closer to me. His face was only mere cm from mine, and I felt my heart pounding in my chest. I was certain he was going to slap me again, but luckily he didn't.

"You better be telling the truth or else." With those words he left, and I didn't need to know what he meant. I knew already. It meant another slap, being grounded again or something along those lines. It didn't matter anymore. He had already ruined too much between us for it to be fixed.

I took my phone and found my recent message with Harry.

Thank you for today. X E

No need to thank me, El. We're a couple. It's what couples do. I'm supposed to make you feel better when you're down. But it was lovely seeing you. I love you. X H

A smile crept over my lips even though my father's recent scolding had changed my mood for the worst.

I love you too. X E