She was standing on the curb, waiting for him to arrive and take her away like he had promised. But he never showed up, instead a man with dark brow curly hair approached her and placing a cloth on her mouth, he waited till she was unconscious befor...
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I stand in front of the large window, watching the rain pouring heavily from the dark clouds. The sound of thunder makes me jump in my place and my gaze travels towards the wall clock worriedly.
Dialing Harry's number on my phone I bring it to my ear, closing my eyes and breathing in deeply as I wait for him to answer the call. However, like past three times it goes to his voice message.
With an annoyed sigh, I push myself away from the window and start pacing back and forth. The sound of thunder makes me jump again and I curse under my breath, feeling my anger grow with every passing minute.
I am mad at Harry, scratch that, I'm furious. Despite my protest that the weather is bad today and it is not save for him and Sarah to go out, he snuck out of the house when I was taking a bath. Now it has been two hours and both, father and daugther are untraceable.
Worry continues to eat me alive as another fifteen minutes pass, after dialing Harry's number another time, I throw the phone on the couch, mumbling out curses at the bad weather and Harry's stubborn behaviour.
The sound of door bell echoes through the house after the passage of another half an hour and I feel my tense posture relaxing a little but at the same time, I feel my anger building up more.
Hurriedly, I rush towards the door and open it wide, watching with narrowed eyes as Sarah tumbles in first, holding a box bigger than herself in her arms and then Harry, whose got his phone in his hand, his eyebrows raised as if he's just seeing my missed calls.
"Care to explain where you two have been?" I ask angrily, once the door is closed and secured by the lock.
Sarah pays no attention to my question, intead she tries to pick up the large pink box which is now lying on the floor.
"Now, you look at your mother when she is talking, young lady." I exclaim, crossing my arms across my chest as I stare at my spoiled daugther. When she doesn't look up, I roll my eyes and groan, "Sarah!"
This seems to grab her attention and she quickly straightens up, staring at me with a frown before looking behind me at Harry, probably waiting for him to intervene, be his knight in shining armour and save her from me. "Oh no, your dad will not save you this time. He's as guilty as you." I say, looking over my shoulder at Harry whose shrugging off his jacket before turning my attention back to the girl. "Now tell me why you went outside without your mummy's permission, Sarah?"
