5) Blacked Out

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•Chapter 5•

"Then what started it," I asked.

"Me," He replied.

"Huh?" I said in disbelief.

"The man, he took a knife to each one of them, he told me to clean up his mess, and make sure his name never get brought up. I had to come up with a story quick. That day you saw me, I had seen the forecast for the day, and saw there were thunderstorms.

I went to the store and got some matches, and uh-" Harry sighed and knelt down into the grass. "I took a match to the house, and made it look as if it were lightning that started it. I figured you'd be the only one I could ever tell. You're the only girl I've ever met that isn't intimidated by me. And my mum, she'd flip."

I didn't know what to say, I was completely speechless. I leaned over to Harry and held him in a tight hug. I began to get nervous thinking of what the upcoming days would hold.

"You're going to tell someone aren't you." He asked.

I blanked out, not knowing what to say. If I told him I was going to call the police, Harry would be in trouble, if I didn't tell the police that man would get away with it.

"I don't know what to do," I quietly said.

"Don't do anything, I can take care of it." He pleaded

"But- I"

"Let me get Niall to pick us up, this wasn't a good idea." Harry said.

"Wait, why'd you hide the knife out here?" I asked.

"So the police wouldn't find it, if it was found in the fire," he sighed.

15 minutes later, Niall showed. We got in the vehicle, and we didn't say much, but I turned my head a bit to take a look into the backseat, I just to a glance, and I saw Harry's eyes laid upon me, with a large curl resting across half if his forehead side swept to the other side. As soon as he noticed I saw him looking, he quickly looked away, acting casual.

We rolled up to my house, I got out, and said goodnight, and walked up the steps.

I heard Harry and Niall fighting in the car before I got to the door.

"You like her right lad?" Said Niall.

"Maybe." Harry said.

"Then why the $!%? aren't you up there at her doorstep saying goodnight?"

"Alright, alright." Harry unbuckled and ran up the steps.

He walked over to me, "Thank you," he said.

"For what?" I asked.

"Listening to me," He reached over and gave me a hug. "goodnight Jenna." He looked down at me and smiled.

He got into the car, and took off.

I walked into the house, went upstairs got a shower. I got out and wrapped my hair up in a towel, got dressed, and I heard a *click* I looked out my window and a red vehicle was sitting in front of my house. I opened my bedroom door, and saw a man cuffing my mum's mouth with the palm of his hand, and a gun in the other. I shot into my room and wrote down the license plate numbers of the vehicle. I then tried to calmly walk out of my room. "What do you want from me?" I said shaking. "You know too much young lady," he said while grabbing a vial and injected something into my skin. I screamed for help, until I felt skin from his palm cover my lips.

Next thing I knew I blacked out, and woke up laying on my bed, trying to remember what happened. But I had no recollection of anything that day.

I didn't know why, but I felt scared. I knew something wasn't right. I got up and took a look around. "Mum!" I called walking down the stairs. "Mum?" My voice quieted as I saw my mum knocked out on the coach. I tapped her shoulder, and she asked what the time was in a groggy voice.

I looked up at the mantle at the clock, "11," I said shocked, while reading the time. "What happend?" I asked curiously. "I don't know." She said rubbing her eyes.

I texted Skyler asking her if she knew what happened. But I think she had gone to bed, because I didn't get a reply.

But then I got a text from Harry, saying how thankful he was for me going with him. I called him in confusion, "Hello?" Harry answered. "What happened today? I can't remember anything." I said.

"Are you messing with me?" He said in an annoyed tone.

"No?" I said "Did something happen?" I asked.

"I better come over there." He said worried.

20 minutes later he showed up at my door, his eyes glowed in the night. I let him in, I started to melt down crying,"I don't know what happened, the last thing I remember is having pancakes for breakfast, with the little strawberries on top, and the whipped cream in a perfect little dot on top," I rambled. "Harry I- I have no recollection of anything today. What am I going to-" Harry reached his arms out, and pulled me into him. "We'll figure it out." He convincingly whispered into my ear.

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