Famous Collide || h.s.

Chapter 73: The Strength of a Woman

Lisa P.O.V.

"What does he want here?", I shook my head slightly, grabbed the knob on the window frame and opened the window to hear what he was calling.

"Lynne!"

"He just called the same.", Harry said softly.

"He doesn't look happy.", I muttered. "Just the look he always has when he's on the verge of an explosion."

"I know you're there. Lauren told me!", he dragged my sister by the arm, who grabbed his hand looking up to him: "Let me go now! You're hurting me, Dad! "

But he didn't pay attention to her, but cried out: "I want to talk with you, right now."

"If he doesn't let go of Lauren at once, I swear-", I clenched my hands lightly to fists.

"She put herself against us, when she decided to get this bastard." he exclaimed. "Why do you stand by her side? Come immediately-"

"Now it's enough.", I turned away from the window and went towards the door. "He doesn't think, he can so simple-"

            My eyes closed by themselves as a wave of pain broke over me and I took a deep breath, unable to speak any further.

"It's okay. I'm here.", I felt Harry's arms around me as he gave me comfort.

His grip tightened around me as the pain increased and I leaned against him. One of his arms were around my stomach, another around my waist. I covered them with my hands as he placed a kiss on the back of my head.

"Deeply in-...", he took a deep breath with me. "... and exhale again.", he let the air out with me again. "Okay?"

I nodded slightly. The eternity that seemed to last forever passed by this time. Without Bonnie's pain-relieving charm, it was almost twice as bad.

"I don't know how Mom could bear this eleven times.", I whispered as it slowly became less and I relaxed increasingly in Harry's arms.

"Is it over?", he leaned his forehead against my head.

"Yes.", I pressed my lips together. "Now we have half an hour."

"For what?"

"To get this man away from us.", I opened my eyes furiously.

"We'll stay up here.", he continued. "You can't get upset, you know that."

"I don't get upset.", I replied, looking up at him.

"Your eyes tell me something different.", he smiled slightly. "You're going to change your clothes now, okay? Then we'll see. But we won't go downstairs."

"But-"

"It's better, Lise."

I pressed my lips together. "All right."

Through the still open window we heard his shrieks continue down there.

"I'm not saying this again, Lynne Cimorelli! I count up to three now ...", he shouted, then I squinted at the window.

"Mr. Cimorelli-", I heard Damon's voice. "I kindly ask you to leave my property."

"One-"

"That's not serious.", it went through my head as I looked over to Harry, who just shook his head and looked to the window again.

"We can do it on the hard way, of course, but I don't think you would prefer it.", Damon continued.

"Two-"