Small Beginnings

Chapter.22.

Chapter Twenty-Two

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--Third Person--

"Babe, I need to tell you something." Harry whispered, scared about how she was going to take it.

"Okay." Callie smiled sitting down crossing her legs.

"I haven't been one hundred percent honest with you." Harry sighed, bitting his lip, her expression changed from happy to confused.

"Babe, what do you mean?" She asked pulling her legs up to her chest, her chin resting on her knees.

"Can you promise me one thing, no matter what you'll still be here." He pleaded. She nodded, hesitantly.

"Michael is my brother. I never told you about him because he was in prison for killing someone." His eyes fixed down at his brown shoes.

"Who?" Her voice cracked, not taking her eyes off of him.

"I'll get to it." He promised. "When I moved here it was because my mum was trying to get Gemma an I away from the prison that Michael was captive in. I was in a gang. I sold drugs. I-I was everything I'm not now." Her facial expression changing.

"Michael an I were very close, he got me in the gang, I had a tattoo on my hand, I had it removed when I moved to Doncaster, where we were, I'm from Holmes Chapel. Anyway, Michael and I were on our way to deliver some Cocaine to some buddies if ours, they didn't have enough money for how much we had brought. He had a week to have the exact amount or more. Michael wasn't one for being nice. I would cover to people." He explained, Callie's eyes not leaving him.

"So.." She was trying to get him to go on.

"He had his week and didn't do it, so, Michael shot him. I didn't know about it because he told me to stay home. He didn't realize his dad was a cop."

"Who was it?" He cleared his throat unsure how she was going to take this. "Luke's brother Calum, their dad was a cop." He sighed.

"Why did you sell drugs? I- why didn't you tell me earlier like, when we first me? Why does he want Darcy? What did you mean that you're not the man you were then? Harry please explain." She asked so many questions, her heart beat going a mile a minute.

"Michael wants Darcy because he knows that she is our weakness." Harry explained. "I sold drugs because I needed the money an it got girls, I was a player." He stated flatly. Guilt running though his body. He wanted to tell her earlier but he didn't know how and he though that it was far enough back in his past it wouldn't haunt him.

"Okay, let me get this straight," Callie paused, watching Harry, his eyes full of curiosity and hope. Harry was mostly hoping that she would be understanding.

"You were a player, you sold drugs, you moved to Doncaster and changed your life?" She questioned. "But why did you come after me? You had every girl looking at you, you could have easily been a player here too." She tries to get answers out of Harry.

"You didn't take my shit." He whispered flatly.

"Harry, I love you." She whispered. "What are we going to do with Darcy?"

"I will kill him if her touches her." Harry promised.


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