The Unfinished Business (BOOK 2)

Chapter Thirteen: "I would...erm...LEARN HOW TO PEE!"

Chapter 13: "I would...erm...LEARN HOW TO PEE!"

Amelia's P.O.V

I finish, taking a sip of my coffee.

"Enjoying that?" smirks Harry, as he munches on the cookie.

"Mm.." I smile, agreeing with him.

I wipes his mouth then looks at me seriously.

Did he have to ruin it? He finally loosened up and we've been chatting, until he decided it was time to 'talk'.

"Erm..." he starts, hesitating. He's probably thinking of a way not to seem so forward.

Instead of watching him struggle I help him out, "Look Harry" I sigh, "I really feel uncomfortable talking about this in a public place, especially with..." I give him a look making him understand I'm talking about Blaze. He nods at me understanding, leaning in forwards waiting for me to go on. "...Around. I...I just want you to know that-"

I get cut off by Harry's ring tone. He lets out a frustrated sigh and sends me an apologetic smile.

"Sorry I have to take this" he mutters.

I nod and focus on my twiddling thumbs. I stare off into the distance when I see something move. I peer in closer to see an old- probably early late 40s- standing by the corner staring at me. I quickly advert my gaze to Harry, who's looking paranoid.

"H-Harry..." I breathe, my anger starting to boil.

I look to my right to see another suspicious- burly looking man, who was with that old guy, holding a newspaper to his face.

Harry mutters something angrily to the phone and abruptly ends the call.

"Amelia I'm so-" says Harry, quickly standing up nearly knocking the whole table over.

"Save it Harry!" I spit, "I thought I could trust you, but obviously you're not the same person anymore!"

Before I could speak any more he grabs my arm and starts leading me to his car. I squirm in his grip, gazing up at him in horror.

"How could you?!" I screech

"Amelia shut up" he hisses, looking around at the few men who were now approaching us.

He quickly places me into the car, me nearly banging my head. He goes around the other side and I reach for the lock, trying to get out of the car. My hands fumble and by the time I get it, the car door reopens, Harry grasps my hands and leans over me to shut the door.

"What do you think you're doing?" he exclaims, "Do you want to die?"

"I'm probably on my way to death now!" I retort

He ignores me and hurriedly starts the engine and revvs off. As we make it onto the main road he exhales as I start to panic.

I thought I could trust him! My eyes begin to water and I turn to face away from him. I hear him sigh and I know he's looking at me. He reaches for me, when I see his arm retracts and gets placed back on the wheel.

This is all too soon. Blaze really does love to work fast doesn't he?

How could I've been so stupid?! How could I've thought Harry wouldn't hurt me?! I'm so naïve! He doesn't know me, so why should he care?!

I growl angrily at the thought of Blaze, making Harry look at me wearily.

Blaze probably made Harry come and kidnap me, knowing I'll probably give in to Harry and now I'm in deep shit knowing this devil of a man is out to kill me! For something my BROTHER did!