I jumped awake. My daydream of what had happened with Mark had evidently turned into a nightmare. I could remember every detail from that night, the memories were fresh in my mind.
I could still remember running all the way back home and sneaking back up to my room and washing all the blood away. I still remember all the fear in my heart, the adreniline that burst through me that helped me make it away from him. I could remember telling Char the next day at school and sobbing my eyes out because the fear was still fresh and I was so scared of what he would do next.
I looked over at the clock and realized that I only had 3 minutes before my alarm clock would go off. I deactivated it so it wouldn't go off and then got dressed.
I got ready as quickly as possible, brushed my hair and teeth, grabbed my bag and snuck downstairs. It was a Saturday so my dad wouldn't be awake. I hadn't bothered telling him about the Saturday school, he wasn't going to notice if I was in the house today anyway.
The air outside was cold. Colder than it usually was and it felt good. I never thought it was cold enough here, i loved the cold and the rain so the weather today was perfect.
My nightmare had made me a little jumpy. Every sound made my heart beat a little faster, every car that drove by got me all worked up.
'What if Marks is in that car?' I would.think.
I was still up tight when I passed Kari's house. She probably wasn't awake yet, almost no one was. It's a cold Saturday, everyone is either asleep or in their homes staying warm.
I was over joyed when I finally got onto school grounds with no incidents.
I had to go straight to the library, any students found out of the library during Saturday School would get another SS detention.
The library was warm just like it always was. The only other people in the room so far were the teacher, that was suporvising and one other student whom I asumed was attening dettention along with Harry and myself.
As I looked around I saw a smirking, curly haired boy standing at the top of the stairs leaning against the banister. He was looking at me, why was he smirking? I blushed when I realized that he probably knew I was looking for him.
My assumption was confirmed when I walked over to him and he sarcastically greeted me with, "Looking for someone?"
"No, I was just checking out how many other people are in here." I lied.
Her rolled his eyes and nodded his head. "C'mon." he said and waved for me to follow him.
Obidiently, I let him lead me to wherever we were going. He took me to a little table in the corner of the library where the teacher could still see us. He sat down and so did I, I was sat directly across from him at the little wood table.
"Ready for an exciting day?" he asked.
"Oh deffinitly. We're going to have SO much fun." I said as I laughed lightly.
"What is that?" Harry askes. He was pointing to a small yellowing bruise on my right wrist. "Did I do that when I caught you from falling the other day?" panic and worry was clear as he spoke.
"No, that's nothing just a little bruise. It wasn't you, I promise." I could make that promise because I remembered the exact day that my father gave me the bruise. I'd kept it well hidden. Untill now.
"Don't lie to me. I did that didn't I?! Im so sorry, why didn't you tell me I grabbed you so hard? Im sorry, Im so sorry." he said as he put his head in his hands.
I had never seen anyone, let alone Harry, hold so much regret. He kept repeating it over and over.
"Im sorry, Im sorry."
He sounded so ashames of himself. I couldn't believe he was so beat up about this.
"Im sorry, Im sorry."
Even if it had been his doing, I wouldn't be angrt with him. I wouldn't be scared of him, he had saved me from furthed injury on those stairs.
"Im sorry, Im sorry."
"Harry." I spoke up timidly.
He looked up with the saddest from I'd ever seen.
"What?"
I was scared to tell him the truth, but then again. Who would he tell?
"Harry, you didn't do this to me....my dad did."
(A.N. Heyyy so here's chapter 11. I hope you like it, it's been a while since I updated and Im sorry. I'll be updating again sometime in the next 2 weeks :) Vote, comment, eat a pickle Whatever you wanna do lol ♥♥)
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