Strong

Ch. 1

Hey guys!! so I started this story cause I'm not touching my other one till it gets to 3,000 reads. But a couple of things you need to know about this story before you begin reading... 1. The main charecter's name is Leah, pronaounced Lee ah, not Lee. 2. This story begins in the middle, so the next chapter will begin the next chapter will begin the story. Hope you enjoy it!!

I hear his screams in the next room, but the thick cement walls won’t allow me to make out the words. Tears brim in my eyes and threaten to spill out, but I know I need to stay strong. For Harry.

I would give anything to get out of here and help him. Go to him and make this whole problem disappear. But destiny and fate wouldn’t have that would it. No, no, that’s much to happy and perfect.

I lean against the wall and slowly sink to the floor. I try to let my mind wander to another place, but instead it’s clouded with green eyes, pink lips, and messy curls.

The last 6 months have been a whirlwind but I wouldn’t give it up for anything. My life has been completely rearranged and turned around, and I didn’t know it then but I wouldnt' change it for the world now.

I look around this pitch-black room in search of anything that can help us. Just then the door bursts open and light comes streaming in. A husky man enters, in all black, and finds the light switch.

Then he looks at something outside the room and grabs hold of it, violently. Harry is lifelessly flung into the room covered in bruises and wounds.

I scramble over to him on all fours, and put his head in my lap. His eyes crack open slightly and glimpses of a gleaming emerald light make their way to my eyes.

Just looking at his physical state, I wanted to break down into pieces, and Harry can see that.

“Leah no, if one of us breaks we both do. Together or apart,” Harry whispers in a weak voice.

“You make me strong,” I whisper back.

Harry tries to lean up, only to be greeted with thousands of aches and pains. I drag him over to a wall and prop him up so he can sit without assistance.

“Harry,” I say faintly.

“Yeah?”

“We can’t keep doing this anymore”

He looks up at me, and a glint of pain flashes through his eyes. But as soon as it was there it was gone.

“Trust me Leah, I’m fine”

“No Harry, your not and I can’t stand seeing you like this anymore,” I say while looking at Harry who turns away and looks out into the distance.

“Everything is okay,” he says. Even though we both knew it was only a matter of time until the real danger came.

A man came and opened up the door and took Harry over his shoulder and carried him out. I got one last glimpse of his face and the door was slammed shut.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed to get out of here. I saw a small air vent on the floor a few feet away. It would be a small fit but I had nothing to loose. I pried off the cover and wriggled into the compact space.

I found another opening and looked through it to see what was below.

I saw Harry. He was tied to a chair and several men entered the room. They started closing in on Harry, and a scream of terror escaped my lips. Which, was followed by me immediately covering my mouth with my hands.

The numerous men looked around confused and when an attendant in the corner informed them it was just a girl in the next room, they brushed it off.

Harry winced as they all wound up their punches and something creaked beneath me.  Within seconds I was falling into the room, and was greeted with the harsh cement floor slapping my entire body.

I opened my eyes to find everyone else’s on me. Then, I looked to Harry, who had a worried expression splashed across his black and blue spotted face.

I felt force hit my side and then my thigh, and next my shoulder. Before I knew it my clothes were being ripped from me and everything went black.

I heard Harry scream and fall to the floor as well. I cracked my eyes open to see blood gushing from his chest and a man with a gun in the doorway.

It was then, that I knew the little boy with curls and emerald eyes I had come to know over the past 6 months, would no longer be making me strong.