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Chapter 3

Harry's POV

Why did I leave her there?! Why was I so rough with her today? Why did I push her that hard? Why?! Why do I make her life a living hell?! I didn't realize that she wasn't conscious when I was kicking her. I panicked, so I ran, not knowing what to do. I'm such a dick! I can't believe I did that!

I'm still waiting in the parking lot and Bella hasn't turned up yet. Oh god! What if something happened to her and I was the one who caused it?

Bella's POV

I woke up the next day, it was 2.36pm. Why didn't mom wake me up for school? I get up, not remembering most of yesterday's episode, but I'm reminded of everything when I can't stand up properly. How Harry pushed me on the floor, how he kicked me till I was unconscious and how he left me there to die.

I slowly get up and make my way to the kitchen. Using the wall for support, I make my way across my room to my bathroom. I take a quick look at myself before turning away. I look horrid. Sighing, I make my way to the kitchen.

I see toast and blueberries on the table and a note attached to the tray. I grab the paper and read it

Hi honey, I've probably left for work by now, but I made you some breakfast. I came to check on you but you didn't look well so I called the school and told them you won't be in. I'll be home soon, take care baby. Don't burn the house down.

Love, mom x

My mom doesn't know how thankful I am right now! I grab a handful of blueberries and slowly sit on the couch. I just sit there and watch reruns of pretty little liars.

I heard a knock on the front door, it's definitely not my mom since she had a key and she's still be at work. I'm kinda creeped out right now because I have no one who would actually visit me or my mom. Me, being the curious person I am, I walk to the door and open it.

I open the door not really giving a good thought on who it could be, but when I look up, I was shocked. Actually, to say I was shocked would be an understatement.

It's Harry! Why is he here?! He looks at me and looks into my eyes. His eyes soften and he takes in my appearance. Well, I do look horrid. My clothes are creased, my hair is everywhere, my busted lip and my bruised blue and purple face.

"What have I done?" He says, almost in a whisper, like he was asking himself the question.

"Everything" I say really quietly, not knowing if he heard me. Then I shut the door and slide down, crying, letting it all out.

Harry's POV

I can't believe what I'm seeing. Did I really do that to her? What are you saying Harry of course you did. She looks like she had survived a war. I bet she feels like that, maybe even worse. The worst part is, that I made her feel this way.

'What have I done?'

'Everything' she says softly, thinking I didn't hear it.

She shut the door, snapping me out of my thoughts and I hear sobs behind the door. Please. Please don't cry!

I knock the door again, but she doesn't open.

'Bella please open the door!'

I could still hear her crying, I put my ear to the door and I hear her footsteps fading.

'Please!' I beg.

I hear nothing now, just total silence. She must have walked away. I sigh and turn around to leave. I don't want to leave. I want to hold her, and make her feel better, make her smile. It's the least I could do after everything I've done.

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