Anna Riddell% h.s

FIVE

Waking up with a headache and not remember anything, was going on when I opened my eyes. At first I squint with a light was blinding me, and to be honest it kinda looked like I was looking my life right there and then.

But when my eyes finally adjusted to the light and I finally realized I was in a room. I started to panic. Where was I? Why am I here? Why does it feel like I've been hit with something really bad?

Where the hell is Harry?

I tried to sit up. But it was like an elephant was sitting on my chest. The pain barely bearable. I laid down with tears in my eyes, trying to remember what the hell happened.

"I just need to see if she's okay, I'm taking her home now."

My eyes moved to the door as I heard Harry coming close. He wasn't alone, I figured.

"She's all fit to go Harry, but you need to be careful, she's not healed yet at all, she needs bed rest until she heals, I recommend putting her in a wheelchair, then straight to bed."

I watch as Harry and the man he was talking to come into the room, they didn't notice me yet.

"I understand." Harry turns his head to me and gasps when he sees that I'm awake.

"Anna! You're awake finally we can go back to the house. Liam please, the wheelchair."

The guy Liam nods, and leaves to grab a wheelchair. Harry decides to come closer to me, putting a hand on my cheek.

"I thought I lost you. Don't you ever run from me ever. I'm not- I won't let anything hurt you again. You're mine forever baby. You're safe with me."

I nod. Not fit to argue, or complain, but the pain I was feeling was uncomfortable. I needed to open my mouth to tell Harry.

"H-Harry." I barely made a sound. But he smiles a little, so I know he heard me.

"H-Hurt it h-hurts s-so b-bad." I try to say without crying. Every time I talk it's sending pain through my whole body.

"Anna baby, we are going home right now, baby I'll protect you for now on." Harry kisses my forehead.

"H-how did this happen? I can't remember anything...Harry?"

Harry hushed me, trying to calm me down. Was he really trying to dodge this important question. I guess I'll try to figure it out on my own. I'm not really in the mood to fight with him, not in my condition.

"Fine, let's go home." I say. Harry nods and helps me get up.

I think the whole town heard me. The pain I felt was burning my whole stomach, but once Harry sat me down in the wheelchair, I felt the pain diminishing, but not so quite. He took me down a hallway to the front of the house, to the front door.

"Liam! We are leaving, thank you for everything!" Harry randomly yell.

I heard a faint response back, only because Harry had shut the door and already pushing me outside. We got to the car, and Harry opened the door. As much as I don't want to go in there, I must or Harry will have a fit, I don't want to be hurt anymore then I already am.

"Owww!" I screamed out as Harry sets me in the front seat.

I heard Harry mutter a "fuck" before apologising and shutting the door. He got into the drivers seat and he was already backing up into the road.

The drive was long and painful. I was trying ignore so bad the pain in my side, and everytime the car but a bump my body jolted and I yelped out a cry.

"He should've gave pain pills, or even morphine. This freaking sucks." I say as a try to even my breathing, putting my head to the window.

"I don't know to much about the morphine, but I'll pick up some medicine tomorrow. I think I might have some at home." Harry says as he turns on the blinker to take a right into the driveway.

He pulled up to the garage and put the car and park and shut it off, he gets out and grabs the wheelchair from the back and opens my door. I let out a sigh.

This sucks so bad.

A/N

I don't want to bore you all but this chapter was only about Anna getting back into Harry's home and going straight to bed. Like she stated she doesn't want to fight with Harry because of her injuries from getting hit with the car. Everything is just a blur to her. Next chapter will get some action....kinda lol

Sorry for the long break. I didn't feel like writing because work got in the way and other things was going on. I graduted high school in May and I turned 18 last month, got my first tattoo and I think I'm getting addicted to lottery tickets...not. lol

I got accepted to college and I'm heading off on aug. 21st, like any other college student...

But anyways I'll update when I can. I really want motivation then anything. Please if you enjoy my stories let me know. I want people to love my stories as I put everything I got into them.

Other then that if I don't get anything back, then nobody cares and whats the point of writing?

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UPDATE : NOVEMBER 9, 2017
I'M HONESTLY SUCKING AT UPDATING! IT'S BEEN A GOOD FEW MONTHS THIS LAST CHAPTER WAS POSTED. I'LL TRY MY BEST TO UPDATE. I'M TRYING.

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