War Torn

Chapter 6

Felicity pov
I sat at the breakfast table with my Aunt and Uncle. They insisted I eat with them before I left for the day.

My phone buzzed as it received a text.

"Outside," It was from Kate.

"May I be excused?" I asked.

"Rinse your dishes," Aunt Margret said.

I got up then, did as I was told. I grabbed my purse and left.

I climbed into the car with Kate.

"Hey," she said.

"Good morning," I said.

"So have you ever been to a polo game?" Kate asked.

"No," I said.

Kate gave me a briefing on the edict of a polo game.

When we got to the field, We had to park pretty far away. But the walk wasn't unbearable. 

Kate and I found a spot to stand, and watch.

"Harry's number 2," Kate said.

I nodded.

Half way through the match they took a break so the horses could rest. Kate grabbed my wrist and pulled me over to the players.

We weaved our way through the players. Someone grabbed me, and I screamed.

"I've got you love," A voice whispered into my ear.

Trystan had his arms around me, caressing me.

"I've got you my flower," He whispered in my ear.

"Remember love, don't scream. It will only make it worse," He spun me around and threw me on the bed.

"Felicity, it's not real, your home," I blinked and saw Harry standing in front of me.

"Sorry," I said as I was still shaking.

"You can't keep scaring me like this," He Said as he hugged me.

"I'm sorry," I whispered.

"How are you doing?" Harry asked changing the subject

"I'm good, sleep was hard again," I Said as I tucked a stand of hair behind my ear.

"I could tell I was still receiving messages from you at two in the morning," Harry said.