«««Harry's Point Of View»»»
She was so fragile, like a piece of art work made out of glass, I had to take things slow with this bent woman, she was too skinny, really quite and I had to be careful of my actions, she could run away and more hurt...
This girl obviously did not trust me, I could tell by her mood, her face expression, her soft movements and her quit personality.
I was sitting on the leather couch, watching the telly, she was asleep, her tired eyes and dark face told me to leave her alone and relax. As I got to fix me a drink I heard faint crying from the bunks.
Was she sobbing in fear? Maybe she was still terrified from being almost rapped, I paused for a moment and then when it got a bit louder, I then made my way over to the bunk.
"Kate?" I whispered.
I then heard a shuffling of the blankets being moved around from her sob, sniffles were heard.
"Y-yeah?" Her voice was so small.
"You okay, love?" I opened the curtain, revealing her face, it was red, her eyes were burning from years, lips were a dark red from licking the salty tears that streamed down her face. Her eyes never met mine. I felt like I was scaring her, she looked so innocent and vulnerable.
"Um, I'm fine..." She whispered.
"Hey, are you really okay?" I wiped off the tears that covered her flawless skin.
I then put my arm around her shoulder, she sniffed some more.
"Do you have any aspirin?" She finally reached out for something.
"Of course, I will be back, want some water?" I offered.
She nodded and I left her again, I pursue the sink and the medicine cabinet.
I grabbed a mug and some aspirin and headed back to her.
«««Kate's Point Of View»»&
My mind was filled with dirty imagines of the man, he could of killed me, or bested me to death, or even raped me to death, the nasty possibility were endless...
Harry then returned with a glass of water and an aspirin, my head was throbbing from a terrible nightmare of the man rapping me to death...
Will these memories ever go away?
I guess not, he handed me the aspirin and then I gulped down the glass of water. I was starving, but would not complain about it...
"You hungry?" He asked massaging my shoulder, soothing me.
"No I'm fine now. Thank you though." I tried to put on a smile, bit I felt weak.
"Okay, please tell me if you need anything, okay dear?" He reassured.
I nodded then got back to sleep.
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In Nightmare...
A light shined upon my face, I was on a stage, clutching a microphone.
The crowd was silent, awaiting for my performance, as I stood frozen in the middle of the stage, scared of the judgemental peoples thoughts...
Then, I heard a gunshot, piercing screams and loud shrieks were heard throughout the audience. I was still frozen, then I saw a flashing silver pistol point my way...
I then felt a striking pain in my stomach, I fell to my knees and clutched the microphone.
It was him, the man that rapped me, had kill me...
In my dreams...
End Of Nightmare...
I panted hard, fear was the first thing that filled my mind, I huddled into a ball, sobbing in pain, will I ever change?
I needed harry, was he still awake?
I then shuffled as I removed the covers from my body and slid out of the bed and my feet hit onto the floor and I quietly made my way to Harry's bunk bed, as I pulled the small curtain, it revealed his closed eyes and messy curls that spread about his pillow.
I gently shook his shoulder, he then jerked awake.
"Mmmmmm, huh? Kate, you okay?" His raspy voice seduced me a bit.
"Yes, b-but I can't sleep." I told him.
"You can sleep with me, I mean I won't do anything." He reassured.
"Okay." I slept at the other end of the bunk bed and soon drifted to sleep.
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