***Melanie's P.O.V***
Harry seemed pleased with me returning the kiss. His eyes closed, his lips getting rougher against mine. I took this as my chance I had been waiting for the entire time I had been in this hell hole.
I bit down on his lip, hard. He winced, and I wasted no time in raising my knee up to his groin again. He hunched over, so I kicked him one last time, sending him toppling over to the ground. I smirked, and bolted down the stairs.
I know I have run from Harry before, but this one was going to work. It had to. I had planned this escape. Harry was a controlling possessive monster, and I knew in order to get away, I had to make him think I wanted him too. It was the hardest thing I have ever done, kissing and dancing with somebody as heartless and evil as Harry, but it was well worth it now as I raced out the front door.
My legs carried me even faster than before, running for my life. I knew that Harry had gone easy on me the last time I ran, but this time, it would be no such luck. My life would be over if he caught me this time. I ran and ran, without looking back.
I had made it around 20 metres from the house, before I heard the voice that made fear and terror slice through every bone in my body.
"MELANIE!" Harry boomed.
I winced and the roughness of his tone, but I didn't look back. I couldn't. I needed every second in this escape.
"I swear to God Melanie, you won't be walking for weeks when I catch you!!" he fumed.
My eyes widened with his threat. What did he mean by that? Do I even want to know? No.
"Who says you're gonna catch me prick!" I shouted back. My legs were pumping like never before. I knew it was the adrenaline working in my favour. I just had to hope it wasn't working for Harry either. My long legs also helped. Yet, Harry had longer legs than I did.
My heart was racing and pounding in my chest. I was gasping for air, my lungs desperate for my oxygen, as I panted, yet not slowing down, even in the slightest.
I was set a little on edge when Harry's voice stopped shouting at me, threatening me. I was very tempted to glance over my shoulder and see where he was, but that was probably Harry's plan. I kept up my fast pace.
I have no idea how far I have run, but it wasn't far enough. Not until Harry was well and truly gone from my life.
I saw the corner of the never ending winding path, and raced around it. As my body turned I slammed into something hard. I loud "oomph!" left my mouth as I hit whatever it was that had been in my path. I had hit it with such force, that my head was spinning. What the hell?
Confusement was quickly replaced by fear when I felt something wrap tightly around my waist, tighter than a python. Arms. Two very strong arms were wrapped around me, squeezing the life out of me. My eyes were squeezed closed, yet I knew exactly who they belonged too. Harry.
"Where do you think you're going young lady?" he taunted me.
"How?" I gaped.
Harry let out a dark laugh. "Mel, I live here, it's safe to say I know the short cuts around here." he spoke, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world."Now, where were you going?" he repeated.
"Away from you!" I spat, hatred and venom in my every word.
My words angered him causing his grip on me to tighten. "I knew it was too good to be true" he spoke up. "You can't be a good girl without learning a few lessons." he tutted.
