therapy h.s

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Harry's pov

I watch her get thrown to the ground. My mind is telling me to go help her but I remain frozen in place. I watch as, who I assume is her father, throw Erin to the ground like a rag doll. I finally unfreeze when I see his fist raise and go to collide with her face.

"Stop" I scream right in time to see Erin's father stop his movement and Erin crawls away from him and steps behind me. I feel her cling to my arm. I feel butterfly's erupt in my stomach but push the thought into the back of my mind. I stand my ground and glare at her

father.

"So your Harry I presume" he gives me a icy smirk. This guy is acting as if I had not just experienced him about to beat his daughter.

"Yes, and your Erin's father?" I question still unsure about my assumption.

"Obviously" he rolls his eyes at me which only makes the urge of me wanting to bash his head against the wall grow.

"Well how am I supposed to think you are her father when you just slapped her across the face, that's not how a father treats his daughter last time i checked." I scold him.

I look back at Erin and see she is sending me a warning look. I am still confused as to why she was just abused but I will find that out later. My first priority is to make sure shes okay and to get her out of this house. I begin to walk over to her and she looks scared.

"Im not going to hurt you" I gently reach for her hand. She flinches a bit before calming down and relaxing to my touch.

"Lets get you out of here okay?" I question her and she looks at me before nodding. I walk towards the door to exit her fathers office before his voice stops me.

"What do you think your doing?" he almost yells at me.

"Im taking her to my house and away from you" i spit back at him.

"Oh I don't think so" he starts walking towards me but before he can do anything my fist is colliding with his jaw. I look back at Erin but shes already running down the stairs and assuming to my car. I focus my attention back to her father and watch him stumble a bit before recollecting himself and charging back to me. He grabs ahold of my shirt and pushes me against the wall.

"Who do you think you are coming to my house and telling me what I can and can't do with my daughter" he startles me with his booming voice. I think of the first thing and kick him where i know it will hurt. He drops me from his hold and onto the floor. I hover over him and punch him once one the jaw and kick him twice in his abdomen area. Satisfied that he wont get up within 30 seconds i dash downstairs and out the door. I see Erin sitting n my car with her face in her hands.

I get in the car and speed off. The car is full with silence, nobody knowing what to say. After driving a few miles I pull over to the side of the road and park the car. I glance over at Erin and shes already looking at me. I take a moment to look at her, a red hand print is spread across her left cheek. She has mascara under her eyes which are red and puffy from crying. She still looks breathtaking tears and all. I reach over and wipe the tears that are caught under her eyes. She takes a deep breath and clears her throat. I finally build the courage to break the silence.

"How long?" i decide to start off easy.

"Sense I was 13" she breaks eye contact and look out the window. I widen my eyes, just imagining a little Erin scared and being beaten for reasons unknown makes me cringe. I stare intently at Erin but she continues to stare out the window, knowing if she makes eye contact she will loose it. I mentally fight the urge to ask the question I want to know but decide to stay with the easy questions.

"Does anyone know?" she continues to stare out the window. I notice it has started to rain which adds to the dreary mood.

"Besides you, no" she finally looks me in the eyes and I shatter. Her eyes are now dull and in need of life. She is a broken girl crying for help. Nobody realized this though, they only saw the act she put on everyday to her friends. A mask that would shield away anything that was happening to her. She needed help and I was going to be the one to deliver her exactly that.