Alex's pov
"Stop this." I muttered to my dad "stop what, Alex? Getting my revenge... Because basically I'm enjoying it." "Your sick" I spat
He has had me tied to this chair for countless hours. Right now I just want Harry. I'm hungry, thirsty... And hurt.
"That's what they said" he smirked "what do you mean that?" He just laughed it off.
"Can I ask you a question." I asked "one question.. That's all" he huffed "why did you just treat me like... That, why not Aston too."
"Ask a different question" he demanded "no." I stood my ground "well you just won't ask any at all."
I huffed, my wrists sore from the ropes digging into me.
*3 hrs later*
"I'll tell her the truth." Harry muttered to my dad "you wouldn't dare, son" he growled "tell me the truth about what?" I said loudly, but they ignored me. Like they couldn't see me. "She deserves to know anyway, why you treat her unfairly." Harry said "what are you talking about!" I shouted, but they ignored me, once again. Just then I felt a hand on my shoulder "mum?" "Shh, Alex. You can't know, now. She did it for your own good." My mother whispered to me "who did what for my own good?" I asked desperately
She just stared at me blankly "you'll be okay." She reassured me, what did she mean.
Harry then walked over to me, placing a hand on my cheek "or will you?"
My eyes flew open, I was heavy breathing, I put my hand over my heart, feeling it beat fast. I was lying on the couch, Harry on the other and Krystal on the floor, my dad had left? I stood up shakily, feeling light headed, due to my hunger.
"Harry" I shook him lightly "harry.." I said louder this time, and his head shot up. Startled. He had a large, deep bruise on his face, it looked stingy. "What's going on?" Krystal sat up "that was weird. Anyway I'm going home, I'm tired." She stumbled over to the door and left, okay then.
I lay in bed, looking at the ceiling unable to sleep
"Harry... Do you know something" I blurted out "I know a lot of things Alex, but what sort of 'something' do you mean?" He asked "about me, about the truth about me." "Why are you asking this?" "Because... I just am." I gulped "in fact, just forget it."
As I finally began drifting off to sleep, It suddenly felt eerie, like someone was watching.
The dream was still fresh in my mind though, but one part mainly
"Or will you?"
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FanfictionI had never met a girl like her. She wasn't afraid, she wasn't afraid of saying what she thought, telling the two most famous gang leaders round here that they were pathetic. Apart from her looks that's what I like about her. I was brought out of my...
