After feeling the warm water wash away the events from yesterday I walked around Harry's apartment for a while, a towel wrapped around my small figure. The shower had felt so good, I had spent so long just stood under the water. Never before had I had my own time in a situation like that.
Moving back into Harry's room I looked over to the clothes on the bed. I put on my underwear from yesterday and slipped another t shirt of Harry's over my head. Realising no jeans would fit me of his I pulled up my ripped black skinnies from yesterday. As I tied up the laces on my boots I noticed a huge dent in the back of the door. One that I seemed to have missed last night. It confused me but I didn't want to ponder on the idea of Harry being abusing. He wasn't' like that...he couldn't be like that.
I chucked on my leather jacket, grabbed the key and the money on the counter before making my way out the small apartment.
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Clothes. That was my first thought as I stepped into the huge supermarket. A few people had given me strange looks as I walked into the big store, but I didn't let it phase me. I made my way over the shelves stacked with cheap underwear and quickly grabbed a few pairs. I could feel eyes watching my every move. Knowing that the workers assumed me to steal something. Even though I didn't want to waste Harry's money on myself I didn't think he would be too pleased with finding me at a police station. After the underwear I made my way to the makeup section. Something Harry was lacking which a girl like me desired.
I picked up a mascara packet before examining the back of it, when a large hand grabbed my shoulder and spun me around.
"Nice top babe." Chris. One of Donny's mates. I shrugged his hand off and walked away. Strong Samantha strong.
"Hey I was talking to you, you bitch." I felt my arm hauled back up into his body as he bent it slightly. Dropping my stuff I whimpered slightly.
"Let go. Now." I sad though clenched teeth. His hand moved to my chest and he pulled down Harrys top.
"Looking nice still, we miss these Sammi baby." With that I lifted my knee up and collided it with his crotch area as hard as I could. He fell to the floor and glared up at me. "When Donny finds you, it won't be pretty baby."
I ran off, luckily the store was big enough I had a chance to get lost in the isles. Grabbing a can of coke and a donut I paid and walked quickly out the store. My heart was racing and it felt like it was about to jump out of my chest. How was I supposed to tell Harry later what had happened? He wouldn't let me leave his apartment again if he thought I would get hurt. The words "Be safe." Rang through my ears in the same raspy velvety voice he always used.
Noticing a tree in the corner of the park I was in, I made my way under it. I should be hidden here I prayed to myself. Looking into my shopping bag, I saw the underwear I had got, one pack of mascara and the food. I know it was a bit weird suddenly buying food. But Donny never let me have things like this before. I didn't even know if Harry's cooking was good because I had nothing to compare it too. Maybe that's why he liked me.
I pushed the top of the coke open and took a sip. A airy sharp texture ran through my nose making my face change in disgust. I had never had a coke before and everyone seemed to love them. But why? I sneezed from the fizzing feeling in the back of my throat and nose.
"That was not nice..." I spoke to myself, but before I knew it I had drunk the whole can and was eating the donut with ease. It felt so good to eat something so bad and full of junk.
"Enjoying yourself?" I jumped and put my hand to my chest to calm my breathing as Green eyes sat down next to me.
"God you scared me."
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Missing One
FanfictionAll Her Life Samantha Has Spent Running, Hiding And Trying To Stop Her Heart From Becoming Broken For Another Time. She's Given Up On Everything. But Now She's Smoking, Doing Drugs, Drinking And Trying To End Her Life When She Can. Coming Home Is a...