"Stay true that's all me.. no help.. its all me.."
"So your LauraKate?" I asked her as I sat down in the chair.
She just nodded and smiled at me. "Thank you for coming, Harry." She spoke to me.
I sat there and looked around the office. There were pictures all over the walls. There were ones with her and family, her and friends, and her and a dog. She had a beautiful smile in every single picture. Once I was done looking at the pictures I regained eye contact with her.
"Marco says you can help me with my mother's case." I say flatly.
LauraKate puts her index finger to her mouth and chews on her nail for a second. She gasps and then she hurries off of her desk and goes to the other side, where the computer is. She sits down in her chair and she starts to type quickly on her key board.
"Whats her name?" She asks me.
I close my eyes and I see my mothers face. The one that I never got to touch and the face that never spoke to me. I can see her beautiful ringlets of silky brown hair. I can see her hazel eyes sparkle as they do in the only picture I have of her. I see Natalie Cox. I see the woman who I never got to meet.
"Natalie Cox." I say to her as I lock my fingers together.
LauraKate leans her head on her fist as she skims over something on the computer. As she looks at the screen she begins to speak to me.
"I want you to know Harry, that I will do the best I can to help you find out what happened. I want you to know that your mom was someone who was well known around here. Im not sure why but I will find out. It has been almost 20 years. Evidence could have been tampered with, people could have died that were involved. I just want you to know that this could be a very long process." She says to me.
"I understand, and Im willing to do anything to find out what happened to her. I just need a little more help. That's what Marco said you come in. " I said to her.
She smiled at me. "Well shall we get started?" She says.
I nod.
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I stop at a store on the way back to the house. I enter a small outlet mall. I find a parking lot for a small store called Legend. I park my bike and I get out and begin walking into the store. I needed to buy more clothes. The few shirts I had were not cutting it anymore. I needed to laundry badly.
When I walked in it was a small guys clothing store. Just my style too. Black. I walked to the jeans and I grabbed a few pair that were my size. I made sure to grab a new belt because the one I had on was ripping. I turned around and eyes shirts. I walked towards them, when my pants I wanted were grabbed from my hands.
"All black British boy? I think you could do better." Gina says to me.
"Why are you everywhere I go?" I ask her.
"This was my town first. I want to know why you're here Harry." She says.
She finally says my name and I can't help the smirk that makes it way to my lips. This girl was so annoying that it was funny now. I reach for my pants and grasp them quickly and yank them from her hands.
"Why im here is none of your business. But really why are you here?" I ask her as I walk towards the shirts.
"I work here." She said and leaned on the counter for purchasing.
I flick through the shirts before finding a red plaid shirt. I grab it and throw it on the counter. I place the rest of the clothes I want on the counter as well. Since I was the only person in this store I didn't think it mattered where I put my things. I flicked through the shirts and found a white shirt with hands all over it. I grabbed it and flung it at her.
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Vengeance
FanfictionBE WARNED THAT I AM CURRENTLY EDITING AND THERE ARE MISTAKES AND ERRORS SO PLEASE DO NOT POINT THEM OUT*** Harry- motherless, homeless, and on the way to find out about his mothers death. When Harry is fed up with an investigation gone no where...
