//Nightmares are quite helpful, they make you more aware of things that could happen//
Harold woke up in the morning smiling. He looked to his side to see his girlfriend but all was there was the sheets. He shot up and looked around the room but Alison was not there. He got out of the bed and started to look for Alison. He asked everyone if they had see her but all they said was that they hadn't seen her since the night before. He tried to stay calm - he really did but dread started to fill his body as he saw blood on the kitchen floor.
He followed the trail of blood into the garden and what he saw made him fall to his knees. Alison was tied to a chair, her clothes ripped up and no longer on her body. There was blood pouring out of different cuts from her body, especially from the dagger in her throat.
Harold could feel the tears burn at the side of his eyes and before he could stop them he started to cry. Something he hadn't done since he was 11 years old. There was a note attached. To Alison's now short hair and it said:
'You should of looked after her better'
Suddenly he jolted out of bed breathing heavily; as if he'd just ran the marathon twice. He looked to his side to see Alison still sleeping, cuddling to his side. Harold quickly checked her pulse and his heart stopped beating as fast when he felt her pulse and the fact that she stirred a little confirmed it.
Harold looked at the time on his phone at it was 4:23am. He signed and rubbed his face before he got out of the bed, making sure he didn't wake up Alison. He then took two of his towels from his suit case and his toothbrush before going to the bathroom opposite the room he and Alison were sleeping in.
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When Harold came back from his shower Harold found Alison still asleep. Her hair was all over the bed and she was now laying on her stomach. Small puffs of air coming out from her parted lips as she hugged her pillow.
Harold watched her. He stood there and thought about Ferro was telling him the other day. How he was saying he was slipping. How he had gotten soft. And that worried Harold. In his world he couldn't afford to be soft. He couldn't afford to be slipping. And he needed to sort himself out. Because if he was weak; he couldn't protect his family and the women he adored. It was time to go back to his old ways.
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Hi guys. Just a quick filler chapter for you. Hope you enjoyed it.
-candide
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Shattered Innocence (BWWM)
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