Chapter 31

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A Baby of love and hatred Part 1


Al ate slowly, digesting each bite of her food, she didn't think much of it. But, it tasted a bit funny to her; she ignored it though. Chloe sat down on a chair and watched Al as she cleaned her plate. "You're an idiot you know" she said staring at Al. "Excuse me?" Al replied to Chloe's comment. "As soon as it is born, Harry will leave you here. He won't love you anymore." Chloe stated looking dead into Al's eyes. "I don't care what you say, Harry will love me no matter what. Sure I won't be able to go with him anymore but I understand why." Chloe shrugged and looked at Al's clean and empty plate. "You didn't have to associate with him-" Al interrupted her and stood up "But I did Chloe and I don't regret it at all." With that Al walked out of the kitchen and back to her room. As she was walking up the black stairs, she got a big strike of pain that made her almost fall to the floor. 

"Ow, What the fuck.. That's not right." She held her stomach in pain and limped to her and Harry's room. She made it to the door and reached to open it when someone yanked her arm. She yelped and turned around and saw Chloe.


"Oh where are you going? Running to Harry because you can't save yourself? You're nothing in his world. You are just a speck to him, and he will never love you like that." Al had beads of sweat on her forehead.


"At least he loved me enough to propose to me and come save me unlike you." Al hissed hitting Chloe's hand away.


"I knew you would say that" She pulled out a gun from her pants. "Good thing I only need the baby not you. Are you dizzy yet? hot? hurting? I put something in your cake, that baby will be coming out in a couple hours. Or I can just shoot you in the head and cut her out of you myself."


"Her?... How the fuck do you know what fucking gender it is?!"


"I had to make sure you were alive these past months. I did my research-" Chloe was cut off. Al opened the door without her knowing and fell backwards, right onto the hard wood floors with a thud. Harry shot straight up to the floor and saw the scene before him. He grabbed his gun and helped Al up gently, pointing the gun at Chloe. Al supported her weight against Harry. She looked down at the floor and saw blood.


"Harry.." He ignored her and continued to point his gun at Chloe.


"What the hell did you do to her Chloe?" He asked, he was clearly pissed. His eyes were a darker green than normal. Al prayed that the other thing didn't come out.


"I need that baby to give to your father, if I don't he will come and take it himself." Chloe stated pointing her gun, but it wasn't at Harry but it was at Al.


"Don't think for one minute that I won't shoot you in the head right now."


"You can't, I am the only one in this house that knows how to help Al have a successful birth." Harry scoffed.


"Wrong choice of words." He shot Chloe in the head and picked Al up as Chloe's body fell to the floor. He set Al on the bed gently and helped her lay back. Al was starting to feel dizzy. It was all just like a dream to her. She was in so much pain that it felt like she was going to pass out. She was hardly focusing but Harry snapped her back to reality.


"Hey... Hey Baby it's okay stay with me okay? Shit.. I'm going to be right back okay i'm going to grab some people okay? Fuck.. are you hearing me?" he was fine until Al started passing out, now he was a wreck. He didn't know what Chloe put in Al but it can't be good. Al nodded weakly and Harry kissed her softly but quickly and ran out. He banged on every door in the house for help as Al's world slowly went to black.


(A/N): Okay feel free to hate me but I am turning this to two parts. I wasnt Part 2 to come out December 1st before my birthday and on my birthday: December 6th we will have a conflict chapter then a wedding chapter. You are REALLY not going to like Al in the next chapter. So, the conflict chapter you will also not like her but we will have a slight couple months time skip.

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