slow down.

= chapter 10 =

Death.

I've never really thought about actually dying before.

People have always think about what death is like. Or what death feels like? What happens after death and so on.

But I find myself thinking deeply about death now. What the case will be like about me. Mostly because I know that is the only thing that is ahead of me when Jake takes me to wherever he's taking me.

I tried to use self defense but every time he faught back stronger and harder and there was no way. When I swung to hit him he punched me across the face. When I kicked him he threw me onto the ground and drug along the concrete for a while. When I tried to scream he attempted to suffocated me.

At this point I know I'm going to die from suffering. From being beaten to death by my ex-boyfriend. but why me?

Why me?

Why did he choose me as his victim. I moved to England what more can I do to get away from him.

•••Harrys POV•••

I miss her.

I miss her a lot.

She has this control over me that no one else does and even though she doesn't know how strong my feelings are for her. Until she does I just want to protect her and watch over her. So that I am at ease because I know she is ok.

I decide to go for a walk because that is usually what she's doing.

I walk the route that she runs or walks everyday and I turn the corner.

OH

MY

GOD.

This is not fucking happening.

This psycho put a fucking potato sack over her head and is dragging her down the sidewalk. I back up around the corner to think. I call the police and they said theyd be on their way. But, I still have to save her I can't just call the police and leave.

Hold on Harry just take a deep breath.

A rage is taking over my body and I can't control it. I want to beat him so badly it looks like a pack of wolves got ahold of him.

I look around the corner once more and at this point I don't know if I can hold myself back any longer.

Hes punching her and kicking her and smacking her and trying to strangle her.

FUCK THIS SHIT.

I run around the corner and take 4 hard swings at him in a row.

He doesn't have a chance.

He has an American accent. Did he fly all the way here to fucking beat her to death. Ok all sense of holding myself back are officially completely gone.

I grab him by the neck and throw him onto the ground. And I kick him multiple times.

HARD.

The police drive around the corner and get out. They ask Ariel what happened and she said "This is my ex-boyfriend, Jake. I just moved here and he flew here from America and he was about to kill me because I left him in America. If Harry wouldn't have showed up and called you and saved me from him. You would have found me dead in an abandoned basement or something."

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Ok I'm at school I have to go. I'll try to update more tonight. Bye guys.

-d