Sacrifices ☆H.S☆

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I needed to convince myself that I was mad. But he pulled me to a happy place so easily. His soft voice as he caressed my cheek, telling my that everything was going to be ok. And I was about to believe him. If it wasn't for that fucking feeling in my chest and stomach, if it wasn't for the fucking uncertainty, I could've believed him.

-"I love you my baby"- He whispered to my ear as he hugged me tight to his chest.

-"I love you more"- I whispered back. -"Thank you for staying with me"

-"I will always be here"

I just climbed on his lap. We both loved it, it was our safe place. He hugged tight, giving me the strength I needed, loving me more than ever.

-"Davina"- He called softly making look up at him once again. -"you trust me?"-He asked the obvious.

-"Yes"- I said with no doubt.

-"Let me solve it... for once"

I took at deep breath and looked at him to the eye. He seemed determined, and surely more clear on what to do than me. I nodded.

I feel asleep on his lap, hugging his neck as he held me close to his chest, feeling more relaxed than ever with just his proximity. He woke me up with whispers in my ears, kisses in my cheeks and a slap to my but. I almost forgot for a second where we were, what we were doing.

I faked a smile as I climbed down his lap.

-"Let's do this"- I muttered as I did so. He grabbed my hand and interlaced our fingers to then pull me with him and guide me out the plane. I don't know what I was thinking but the amount of clothes I had on would never be enough for the cold weather of the place, and now that I was not that mad, I could feel the cold again. Fortunately there was a car waiting for us as soon as we stepped out the plane, and it was quite hot inside there, thanks to god.

I didn't have time to appreciate the probably beautiful landscape, my head and mind was way too concentrated in my future target as to even look out the window.

I took my phone out my purse noticing the several missed calls from the one and only, victor. It surprised me for a second but then it didn't sound that crazy. I did not call back, I just waited for him to call again.
According to harry we were almost there, so we were going to have what ever conversation pretty soon.

After what felt like hours, we finally were there, the car parked in front of a cabin in the middle of the mountains, in the middle of the snow, it looked calm, the perfect place for vacation, or to torture without anyone listening. The house looked big enough from outside, and if we had not been in the situation we were in, I would have loved the place.

I took a deep breath and opened the car door to get out. The cold air hit me immediately and it was enough to want to go home. Harry appeared by my side a few seconds later and again my hand was trapped in his in seconds. I might not be that far from home after all.

My anger came back. And I thanked that, because I was doubting if I was going to be capable of doing what I had to do. Or to be there for Harry if he end up doing it.

I took a step in the house direction and the door opened by itself revealing a very fake happy victor. I stoped in my track, looking at him with hate, waiting for him to do something.

-"You took your time"- He screamed from his spot.

-"I wasn't invited"

-"What? I sent people to look for you"- He said sarcastically.

-"Oh well... they weren't that polite" 

He smirked looking at me and just me and I was looking just at him. I couldn't help but to think in the good moments, the old days when he was my brother, when he took care of me, and now I was scared of what he could do.