Promise

Twenty

"Harry, why did you try to kiss me?" 

As soon as the words left my lips, Harry clearly stiffened in his seat. His eyes squinted together as he stared at the road. 

"It was a mistake, I wasn't thinking clearly." He said with no emotion in his voice. 

I looked away, feeling a pain in my chest. That was a good answer, isn't that what I should want to hear? Why do I feel hurt, and embarrassed? I didn't even kiss him back, I didn't want to. Why do I feel like this? 

Once we were back at the house, I walked up to my room to go to bed. This will be my first time sleeping in my room again since I broke my window. Harry hasn't given me permission to sleep in here again, but I don't want to be in the same room as Harry anymore. 

I wonder what my mom is doing right now? Does she know what my dad was planning on doing to me? Does she know that Axel was in on it too? I hope she is okay, I hope she isn't worrying about me. I don't know what to believe. I feel like it is on my mind all the time. I can't believe that I am even questioning my family, I shouldn't be. They have loved me my entire life, they wouldn't do this to me. I trust my family. 

I wonder what Claire and Grayson are doing. Do they know I'm gone? Do they miss me? I wish I would've had them come over that night.But what if Leo and Alex would have hurt them, or kidnapped them too? I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I knew something happened to them. I hope they are doing good. They should be getting ready to go to college, their first year. I wish I could be there for them, but I'm here. 

It is eating me alive thinking about everyone. I miss them so much. I just want to talk to them. I just want to talk to somebody, anybody. 

I have a feeling that I ruined Harry's good mood again. When he gets all serious I know that he'll be mean for a while. I hope that we will just be able to stay away from each other so he doesn't hurt me. 

I jumped out of bed when I heard the front door slam shut. I peaked my head out of the door before walking to a window. I watched as Harry's range rover drove off and away from the house. 

Did he just leave me here alone? After everything that has happened, he leaves me alone. What if someone comes back? Does he not care to protect me anymore? 

I walked back in my room, and locked my door even though it doesn't work. I sat on the end of my bed trying to stay calm. I looked out the window and into the darkness. I felt like I was being watched. 

I could feel my heart beating in my chest. There has to be a phone in here somewhere. I walked out of my room and slowly crept my way downstairs. I tried to stay away from windows the best that I could. 

I spent at least an hour searching this house for a phone. How do you not have a phone in your house? I've looked everywhere, everywhere except . . .

I slowly looked out the window, before walking over to Harry's office. No, I can't go in there. Harry would kill me if he found me in there again. 

I went to the kitchen and grabbed the biggest knife I could find before making my way back up to my room. At least I had something to defend myself with if someone comes here. I sat down, my back against the door as I waited for something. 

Hours seemed to pass before I heard the front door open. I crawled out of my room and poked my head downstairs. 

Harry was back, but he wasn't alone. There was a blonde girl with him, or on him I guess. She was in the shortest dress I have ever seen, I could literally see her lace thong. She was really pretty, way prettier than I could ever wish to be. They were too caught up in making out, and uh feeling each other that they didn't notice me. I quickly crawled back to my room.