Twenty Six

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Becky's POV

Sometimes the thing you can do best for a person is to let them go. Right? If Harry wants to push me away for whatever reason... then fine. I'm done pushing him to open up more to me. I was in my room packing up for my leave, I'm done. All the clothes in the closet are filled with lingerie, which I didn't pack. I packed some of the clothes that Harry had brought me since I didn't approve of his own wardrobe ideas for me. I'm not a gold digger but the dude got me nice clothes that I really did like... I didn't run away before for the luxury of the way Harry lived, but I didn't want to leave before because he was a mystery and there was something about him that intrigued me. But now all I wish was that I never met him. In fact that I wish that I could go back to my life as a stripper and live with Abby once again. Where was Abby? Once I packed my bags, I cut through Harry's room to sneak out in the hallway. Harry wasn't in his room, which was odd, but he was probably in his office. Body guards weren't stationed out in front of the rooms... odd. Once I managed to get down the staircase to the first floor, I go through the tall, old, oak doors. When I got them open, it was nothing like I've ever seen before...

The sky was a lilac and dark purple color that mixed with the white cotton balls that seemed to evaporate every second or two. There were ruined buildings that seemed to still have light glimmering in the windows, as the bricks looked like they were worn out and not useable anymore. The trees had looked normal but seemed to give off an eerie impression to just about anyone. The grass was a extremely dark green covered with a lot of moss and what appeared to be white flowers sprouting. This was not like Earth.

I kept a slow pace, placing one foot in front of another, slowly so that if any guard was around they wouldn't be able to hear me. As I was about fourteen feet away from the castle, I heard a rustling come from a bush in the forest that stood to the right of me. Out of fear, I thought about screaming my way back to the castle shouting out for Harry to come and save my dumbass. But I knew the only reason why I wanted to leave was because of Harry and dismissed the thought of me being a damn coward. I dropped my bag down to the side of me, and walked myself to the bush that the sound was coming from. As I was approaching the bush, the figure had popped up from its hiding. The man had appeared to be disarranged and his clothes were torn up as his left hand was bleeding badly.

"Are you okay?" I asked

"Who are you?"

"I'm Becky. And you are?"

"Uhm... I don't know."

As I looked st him closer, I realized this was Roger.

"Roger!!! Where the hell have you been? I haven't seen you or Abby in a while!"

He looked stunned, as if I were a total stranger who he had never seen before. As I seen that he didn't recognize me, something was wrong. Really wrong.

"Here come with me. I'm going to get you into some new clothes and get you to safety."

He wasn't resisting as far as I could tell as he took my hand that I haves reached out with and nodded his head in agreement. I was not only worried for him but for Abby as well.. where did she and Roger go? And why can't Roger remember me?

As we strode back into the castle, I could only worry what Harry must say about me being outside.

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Moment later we arrived in Harry's room, as I had given him some pants and a shirt that Harry has, we went to his office in search of him. When I had knocked at the door, I heard someone or something seeming to gather things in the room. I opened the door to find Harry and Louis sitting on the couch together. Louis was buttoning up his uniform as Harry had his shirt unbuttoned and seemingly not interested in getting dressed as fast as Louis was.

"What the fuck.."

Louis started to smirk as Harry had shown no emotion whatsoever. If he didn't care about me and wanted to be with Louis, fine. It would give me an even better reason for me to get my ass out of this fucking place.

"We were just having a little fun." Louis commented.

"I found Roger-" As my look went from Harry to Louis.
"And I did your damn job. You're welcome bitch."

Louis gasped as if he was royalty and I was his petty little servant who had made a foolish mistake. He looked at Harry.

"Make her apologize!"

Harry laughed and told him to get the hell out of his office.  As Louis was passing Roger and I, I did nothing but laugh at the poor guy.

When Louis was finally out of the room, I closed the door behind Roger and I, and started to talk.

"I found Roger, he was in the forest and I found him like this-" Pointing at Roger, I indicated his dried up bloody hand, and held out my hand that had his torn up clothes in it.

"-another thing is that he can't seem to remember me. And I don't think he can remember anything at all."

Harry immediately got up and looked at Roger in the eyes. As Harry's eyes seem to lit up in a fury red, Roger's didn't. Which was strange but I think it was a way to know if you were apart of a pack or to know if you're a werewolf.

"Something's wrong... I don't think he can remember me either." I shook my head in nothing but worry.. how can he not remember? And where the fuck was my best friend who was mated to this jerk?

"And what were you doing outside!?"

Mhmm, this was the type of shit I was scared for...

"Uhmmmmmmmmm... I wandered."

"You're lying to me-"
He started to come my way until he told Roger to wait outside the door for a minute.
I pressed myself against the wall. In hopes he won't do anything. When the door was closed, Harry proceeded to come my way.

Awhh shit.

"-are you going to continue to lie to me?"

I shuffled my feet to the other side of the room as he quickly closed in on me.

"A-are you going to continue to cheat on me with him or even Amie?"
He slammed my body against the wall violently.

"Maybe I will when you stop being a bitch."

"Maybe I won't be a bitch if you quit doing what you're doing and just love me."

Harry's eyes began to become a furious pink. As emotions had poured out of me, I began to to cry silently.

And that's when Harry kissed me so passionately, I knew it was time for the Blood Moon to come, for me and him to finally be committed to one another.

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