Light Side (Sequel to Dark Side)

Chapter 25

*NAOMI*

My head shot over to where I heard my daughters voice. A lady was holding her, then put her down on the floor. She ran over to us, into my arms. I held her tight, kissing her soft cheeks.

The lady who brought her didn't even say anything. She just left, locking the door behind her. I was so overwhelmed, I couldn't even cry. I was just so relieved she was ok and back where she belongs.

She touched us and nudged against us, wanting to know if she was safe again. Harry brushed his fingers over her face, then kissed her forehead.

"You're safe now, sweetheart." I tell her, looking into her eyes.

She looked at me, then touched my face. I took her hand and kissed her fingertips. Then for the first time in a whole week, I smiled. And Harry noticed. He smiled back and kissed my cheek.

I looked at him, and gave him a weak smile. But it was a start to us being happy again. I hugged Aura again, holding her tight. She sat in my lap, and I kissed her small hands. Harry sat next to me, running his fingers through Aura's hair. We leaned against the wall, and Aura moved to Harry's lap, resting her head on his chest. He held her close, and I kissed her cheeks again.

"Are you feeling better now?" Harry asked, touching my face with his fingertips.

I smiled a little, then looked up at him. "Yes. Now that I know shes safe." I say.

Harry looked at Aura, then kissed her nose. Her face scrunched up, and she smiled.

"What do you think they did to her?" I asked. Harry shrugged. "I don't know. She seems fine."

I lifted her shirt up a bit, checking her skin. There weren't any marks on any part of her body, so that relaxed me.

We sat there for so long, Aura's head on Harry's chest. He was rubbing her back, his large hand trailing up and down her small body. She had fallen asleep, and was hanging onto Harry's shirt. I rested my head on Harry's shoulder, and was brushing my fingers across the floor.

"What are we going to do now?" I asked.

I don't want to stay here. Its cold and dark and uncomfortable. I just want to leave.

"I don't know, Naomi. I'm sorry." Harry says.

I nod, then mess with my fingers. I feel like I'm in prison. This is horrible. I wonder if we've been on the news. And that worries me if we have, because my family and friends could have seen that, and they would have seen me.

They could know I'm not dead. They could know everything. And that worries me so much.

I don't want them to be scared of me, but nothing really matters anymore. We don't have to worry about getting caught anymore. Its already happened, and this is our lives for now.

We fell asleep right there for the night. It was the first night in a whole week that I fell asleep with Harry and Aura. And it felt so much better than being alone.