Angel [Dark H.S]

•Chapter 29•

Violet

"You're going to be disgusted with yourself"

What the hell did that mean? The text had come from the same blocked number as before and made the same amount of sense as well. I checked the phone for other evidence only to find picture of me chained to the chair in the Anderson's house. Pictures I'm almost certain that Jace took. I threw the phone down next to me on the sofa, the frustration growing too much to handle. I had spent all night last night trying to figure out what they were talking about and how this related to me and Harry, but no surprise I came up with nothing.

"you frown any more and your face will break" a cold voice sounded from besides  me as I quickly stashed the phone away. Zayn came closer and sat on the arm chair next to the sofa, his eyes scanning a paper in his hands. He hadn't seen the phone.

"You can talk about frowning" I scoffed. He spent his whole life scowling at the world around him.

"Be quiet Violet" he hissed. My anger built up and bubbled  inside me as I glared over to him.

"What did I do to you" I snapped viciously at Zayn. He looked up, an expression of pure shock clear on his features.

"Well?" I pushed as he continued to stare back at me in confusion. After a few seconds it became clear I wasn't going to get an answer, I groaned loudly and stormed out of the living room and up the stairs towards mine and Harry's bathroom.

Harry
I admired the painting of Violet's for a little longer than I should have, her talent making me love her even more than I already do. She had left the room last night shortly after completing the painting, a busy and concerned look in her eye. I knew the situation was stressing her out because she didn't understand how she could be the one to destroy me. But I did. She had become my life and my reason to keep fighting this battle and if they found a way, or THE way, to turn her against me then God knows I'm fucked. 

I pulled the familiar bracelet out of my pocket that had been haunting me for weeks, the silver jewelry constantly reminding me of my actions and mistakes. I traced the small silver T that hung on the rim of the bracelet as the anger and fear grew inside of me. But how couldn't they know about this? They couldn't. They wouldn't be able to take her from me because they can't possible know the only thing that would change her judgement of me.

In any case, I couldn't let them take her away from me. I had found her and I get to keep her and I'm not letting any psychotic fuck heads ruin that for me. A rush of affection and possessiveness overcame me as I began to match towards mine and Violets bedroom. I swung open the door to reveal an empty bedroom and so I continued into the bathroom. The steam filled the small room and I could see her curved outline through the fogged shower door.

I swiftly removed my shirt, throwing it carelessly to the ground before I began to mess with my belt. When I managed to get my jeans and underwear off, I was quick to get into the shower and stand behind her, my hands finding her soft hips. She jumped slightly at my touch, relaxing again when I shushed her slightly. But right now wasn't about soft or careful. It was about ownership and marking what was mine to make sure she could never be taken from me. 

She leaned back against my shoulder, moaning slightly as I nibbled on her neck. I wasted no time before pushing into her, keeping her waist firmly gripped in my hands. She moaned as I continued to move, her hands moving back to hold onto my thigh. I groaned into her neck at the feeling of her closeness. I never felt better than when she was giving me herself completely.

She let out a loud moan in time with mine as we both finished reasonably quickly. She turned slowly, still shaky from the sudden action. Her eyes met mine through the steam, a smile painted across her plump lips.

"well hey" she laughed. I smiled down at her as I leaned in to kiss her neck. I sucked and nibbled at her skin to ensure a visible mark would be left in place of my lips. The chain of her necklace brushed my lips as I kissed the newly made bruise on her skin.

"Mine" I pecked her lips as she continued to study my behavior.

"This was slightly unexpected?" She laughed nervously before a look of utter horror struck her features

"We didn't use protection" she almost screamed at me, her face still looking as though she'd seen a ghost.

"Violet it's fine, you can get the morning after pill from Lola" I reassured her

"Ok" she calmed before going back to washing herself.

"I was thinking" she began "those cigarettes before, maybe I could-"

"No" I stopped her "not a fucking chance" I almost laughed at her suggestion. She pouted at my response and continued to argue back in the way she does.

"That's not fair" a groan left her lips "I'm gonna do it" she nodded

"Violet I said no" here we fucking go again. This girl will be the absolute death of me.

"I'm sorry Harry but I'm going to start smoking whether you like it or not" she nodded earning a scoff from me.

"I'm sorry Violet but no you're fucking not!" I mocked her tone. Irritation grew inside of me at the continuation of the dead end conversation. There was no way in hell this was happening, end of story.

"No I'm going to-"

"Harry!" Niall burst through the door, only realizing our current position seconds later when his hand quickly lifted to cover his eyes.

"Jesus Christ Niall" I pushed Violet behind me slightly, in attempts to hide her body.

"I'm sorry but-" he muttered "There's erm something important" I rolled my eyes at his careless words

"Spit it out Niall" I snapped

"Ok sorry, it's Michael. He's found something big"

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Shorter filler chapter here so sorry about that guys BUT next chapter will be the begging for of something very big so prepare yourselves!