Chapter 2

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-Carrie's P.O.V-

I look around at the beautiful scenery as I take my daily walk.

Looking around is basically what I do other than just having a normal walk.

You can discover new things and see nature's beauty.

I usually take my walks in the evening, only because less people are out to bother me which makes it easier for me to focus on everything.

As I continue to walk, I find a forest of trees on my left.

The trees aren't fully green but are decorated with some orange, red, and brown.

My eyes catch a glimpse of two shadows moving around behind the trees.

As my eyes continue to follow the two shadows, the shadows come out of their hiding spots and out where the sun is shining, revealing themselves as squirrels.

I sit on a wooden bench as I watch the two squirrels run around and chase each other.

They chase each other around the trees, poles, and garbage cans.

I should have brought a bag of nuts with me.

If I did bring the bag of nuts, I could have given them some food.

The cold wind blows, making my hair go into different directions, only to have me put it back in place.

I frown as the two squirrels begin to chase each other up a tree.

Since the leaves and branches are in the way, not allowing me to see what the two squirrels were doing, I get up from the bench to continue my walk.

I walk past a dark alley and hear two people having a small conversation.

As soon as I hear the word 'cocaine', me and my curious mind makes me feel like eavesdropping so I sneak behind a huge trash can to hide, poking my head out to take a peek.

There are two people.

A tall man and a short teenager.

Actually, he isn't that short.

He was actually pretty tall considering my height but the other guy was way taller.

The tall man suddenly wraps his huge hands around the short guy's neck and begins to choke him.

What in the world?

Without thinking, I let out a huge gasp, immediately regretting it afterwards and hoping they didn't hear me.

My hopes are quickly shot down as the tall man snaps his head to my direction, making eye contact with me.

Shit.

Run, Carrie.

I get out of my hiding place and begin to run as fast as I can, hoping the tall man wouldn't chase me.

Luck wasn't on my side as I look back to see the same tall man in the alley dashing after me.

Shit!

-Harry's P.O.V-

I snap my head to the sound of the gasp, finding a girl who looks like a teenager.

Right when we make eye contact, she quickly gets out of her hiding spot and runs away.

I debate whether or not if I should let the guy go and go after the girl.

"Shit, you're lucky I didn't kill you," I growl, letting go of the teenager's throat after I punch him in the gut.

Hopefully, the guy won't remember me.

Hell, he is stoned as fuck so he definitely wouldn't remember any of it.

I begin to dart after the teenage girl.

If I let her get away, she'll probably call the cops on me.

It's best if I kill her.

There isn't anyone around to stop me since it's late.

I get out of my thoughts and focus on going after her before she runs somewhere where people could help her.

When I'm close enough, I jump on her.

"Let me go!" She cries, attempting to kick and punch me but I easily hold her hands and legs down with my body.

"Shut up," I yell, flipping her over to knock her out.

Before I bring my fist to her jaw, something catches my eye.

She's a brunette, has blue eyes, a petite body, and plumped lips.

She is really pretty.

Beautiful even.

Should I spare her?

Too late for that.

Wait, what the fuck?

What am I even thinking?

Fuck.

I'm a criminal who is supposed to be killing but instead, I'm admiring someone's beauty.

She begins to sob, snapping me out of my thoughts.

Her cries get more and more louder, annoying me so I bring my fist up to her jaw, knocking her out.

A/N: Hola! Can someone help me make a cover? And, who should Carrie be played as?

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