18:I Wont Be Gentle.

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Raelynn

I can't believe I once thought I had feelings for him. To think that I thought he would be so sweet only to find that he's a fucking psycho. A psycho that I was thought was the sexiest guy I'd ever seen. I mean he still is but fuck all of that he's hold me hostage.

"Come on, what you just sitting there for?" He rolled his eyes, holding my door open for me. I got out and walked to the door, Harry walking close behind me.

"You tell her you are moving back with me, I'll tell we're dating, got it?" He spoke.

"Yes, Harry." I quietly spoke scared to say anything else. I didn't want to lie to my mother, but if it was the only way to protect her then so be it.

I opened the door with my key and walked in, "Mom!!" I yelled," Can we talk?"

Dejá Vù.

She came from upstairs, "What's wrong?" She said, her eyes on her phone.

"Hi, Mrs. Taylor." Harry smiled. Phony bastard.

"Oh, Harry. How are you? What's going on?"

"I'm great, how are you?"

"Wonderful." She smiles, pulling Harry and I into a hug.

"Mom, Harry and I a-are dating." I stammered, her eyes widened. I thought she was angry but then she said this.

"Oh my god, this is amazing!!" She exclaimed.

What the fuck.

Why is she happy? He's way older than me, be angry with me. Tell me I can't date, I don't want to go with him. He's fucking crazy.

"Yeah, and she wants to move in with me again." He smiled. "Isn't that right, Raelynn?"

No, "Yep, I sure do." I nervously chuckled, I was scared if I said the wrong thing my mom would die. I was trying so hard to be careful of what I said so I let Harry do all the talking.

"Let's have a seat." My mom said, "I'll get us something to drink." She then disappeared into the kitchen.

He turned and looked at me, he's gaze making me all fidgety. "Loosing up. You're going to make a suspicious." He glared at me.

"Sorry."

"Don't say sorry, just don't do it." He spat. I nodded.

"Ok."

She returned with our drinks, "Here you are," she said and sat down, "How long have you guys been dating?"

"Well, I've asked her a while ago, we've been on dates and earlier I asked her to be my girlfriend. So here we are." He glanced at me, I gave my mom a nervous smile.

"Are you ok?" She asked me and my eyes widened, I panicked.

What do I do? I was freaking out. "Ummm.." If I say no then he'll kill her and I don't want that. But maybe he won't maybe he's just bluffing.

"Raelynn." Harry said sternly. I looked at him then to my mother.

"I'm fine, I just thought you'd be angry with me because I'm dating an older man."

"Oh, no sweetie. I can't be mad at you, Harry is a nice man. I know he's treating you well. Plus I'd be a hypocrite if I said you guys couldn't date. You know your father was in his twenties as well when I met him and I was your age."

"But dad wasn't a psychopath like Harry." I whispered to myself.

"What was that?" They said unison.

"Nothing, I was just saying I didn't know that."

"Well, Mrs. Taylor we have to get going there's a long ride ahead of us."

"Oh, ok. Then have a safe trip home." She hugged us and Harry took my hand tightly and we left.

Once we were in the car and down the street he was really quiet his breathing was heavy.

"You almost got us caught, you stupid girl. I told you to be careful what you fucking say out of you mouth." He slammed his hand down on the steering wheel making me jump. "I'm a psychopath, huh?" He looked over at me.

"N-no, Harry. I-I."

"No, shut the fuck up. You're getting a punishment when we get home. And I won't be gentle."

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