Chapter 9

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Harry's P.O.V

I ran home as fast as I could, flashbacks were flooding my mind from my past.

(Flashback)

I was 7 years old

I was going to go to the park with my friends

I quickly and quietly put on my shoes and coat.

I was heading for the door, as soon as my hand reached the door knob there was a tight grip on my shoulder spinning me around to face 'him'.

"Where do you think your going?" My dad said tightening his grip on my shoulder

"Ow daddy your hurting me, stop please" I cried out hoping he would stop and not go further.

"Your pathetic, you are no son of mine, if you were my son you wouldn't be a fucking useless wimp like you are!" With that said he pushed me hard onto the ground I yelped out in pain as the floor came in contact with my now throbbing shoulder, tears pouring out of my eyes.

"Fucking little bastard" he shouted as his foot collided into my stomach over and over again. The tears were blurring my vision but I could still the angry expression on his face, his eyes black as ever, my belly was killing me but he wasn't finished yet.

He grabbed the collar of my shirt and shoved me against the wall I yelped.

"Little twat"

He punched me in the face, my head smashed off the wall making me dizzy and light headed, before I knew it I was knocked out.

(End of flashback)

'He' done what I did her, is this why I stopped myself from going further?

It's different I did nothing wrong for my da- I mean for him to hurt me, where as Romy, she messes with my head and get me all confused it's all her fault. Right?

I run into my street seeing all the medium sized houses, I ran into my house closing the door.

"Harry is that you?" I hear my mum call from somewhere in the house.

"Yeah it's me, where are you?" I breathe out

"I'm in the kitchen dear." I walk into the kitchen seeing my mum Anne making dinner, she walked over and kissed my cheek.

"Hi love where've you been you weren't here when I got in from work?"

"I went to the mall then for a walk" I half lied.

"Oh okay, dinners nearly ready by the way"

"Okay I'm gonna take a quick shower"

Romy's P.O.V

Once I got home I took off my top taking a look at my shoulder in the mirror, oh perfect there's already a bruise.

I huffed putting my t-shirt back on and plopped down on the sofa turning on the TV, reruns of the fresh prince of bel-air was on, god I loved this show, me and my older brother Owen used to watch this all the time when we got out of school. Oh I forgot to mention about my two older brothers well half-brothers, you see we have the same mum but different dads, there's Owen he's 21 and is in the army now, my family wasn't happy when he said he was going but I was really proud of him because he always has wanted to go in and fight for our country. I hardly get to see him but I make sure to get his letters when he writes back to me. And there's my oldest brother Jordan 23 he's a DJ making music, I adore his music it's so up beat and unusual but saying that I love all music, Jordan has got a girlfriend called Amy she's like a sister to me I'm always bugging jordon to propose to her but he hasn't. I don't see Jordon much either as he lives at my old home up the North-East.

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