The Cure || HS

.4.

I jump into my bed, feeling the comforter and my pillow that I missed these trip days. Of course the bed and everything in the two hotels were good, but I mean, nothing like your own bed.

Sao is laying in my bed as well, we just got my house with my mother and brother, they were in my grandma's house while we were travelling. And here we're back again to reality, it's friday and soon my father will be home. Unfortunately.

"I miss Slovakia and Romania already." Sao takes a deep breath and got up, taking her bags. "I'm going home, I need a shower and some sleep." She laughs. "If you need anything just call me, text or even scream from your window, I'll hear you." We laugh and she hugs me before getting out of my room.

Sao used to live in another city before our trip, but now she's living two houses down the street, now we can see each other everyday.

I showered and was putting my jeans and shirt when I heard my mom screaming, at the same time I knew what it could be.

When I get downstairs I see my father almost hitting my mom's face and my brother trying to hold him back. I ran towards him and pushed him with all my strength.

"DON'T EVER DARE TO TOUCH HER OR RAFAEL AGAIN, YOU ASSHOLE!" I scream on the top of my lungs when I felt my cheeks burning and I fell on the ground. He just hit me.. I can't believe it.

"You little bitch go find a job before try to say what I have to do."

Crying and without any strength to get up, I saw my father being pushed towards the stairs and my brother screaming at him, things that I couldn't hear. My cheek and all my head was aching.

"Ray, please talk to me, are you okay?" I look up at my mom who was standing on the ground trying to get me up.

"Ray.. mom, how is she? Geez her cheek is so red.. that demon. We need to get out of here mom, thing is getting worse." Rafael say getting me up with my mom and putting me to sit on the couch. That's when I see, they locked the living room's door. As always we be stuck in our living room till my father sleeps.

"I know Rafael, but how without money? We depend on him, we need to save some money to be able to rent some place for us and then I can ask for divorce." That's the answer to who was wondering why we were still living with him. And I feel so useless to not being able to help my family. This is a living hell.

"Rafael, we need just to hold on for more time, we are going to get out of here." I finally say, feeling pain all over my head.

"How are you feeling? Want some paink.."

"Rafael, painkillers's in the kitchen. Latter."

"Right... fuck."

"RAFAEL!"

"Sorry mom."

"So.. I'm going to the park, I need some fresh air." I really need some air, and to try distract myself, I can't be here and I'm just going because I know they're safe with the door locked.

"Are you sure? Are you okay to go by yourself? I can go with yo"

"No Rafael, it's ok, you need to stay with mom in case that demon try to get here. I'll be home in thirty minutes."

I needed to take some air, I wanted to call Sao but at this time she must be sleeping and I don't want to wake her up, our flight was tiring. Every single time that he's home we just can't breath and have peace, what a hell.

Getting to the park, I see my favorite bench near a beautiful tree and in front of the lake. I come here always when I need some peace. As I live in a small city, this is my favorite place here.

I sit staring at the lake when I started to cry my heart out, I was crying so hard that it was taking my breath away. I'm so tired of my life, of this situation.

I wish I could put my family away from all of this, life is not fair.

After a while that seems like half an hour I calmed down and stopped crying, now I was just staring at the lake and taking deep breaths with my eyes closed.

"What happened to your cheek?"

My eyes were wide open, I stopped breathing and just froze in my place.

It can't be...

"Don't act like I'm not here, look at me." I turn my head to the side and it just confirms what I was hoping to not being true, but there he was, wearing a blue shirt with the with the first three open buttons showing his shallows tattoos and a black tight jeans. Stand right beside my bench.

"You know... you can take a picture if you want." My attention turned to his face, seeing that stupid smirk.

"How.. What are you doing here?" I ask.

"I told you that we weren't done with our conversation." He says, sitting beside me and being pretty close to me, our knees a few inches apart.

"You came from Romania to end that conversation? I'm feeling important." I say with a bit of sarcasm.

Harry shakes his head, small slips of laughter falling from his lips.

"You're not, I'm just curious."

Ouch. I don't know why, but it made me feel... sad?

"I know.. I was joking." I whisper.

"So, are you going to tell me what happened to your cheek?" He asks me with his attention on the lake.

"I.. I just fell on the floor."

"Hm.. and there was a hand on the floor?" He asked with fun in his voice.

Shit, my cheek must be awful. I put my hand on my there , trying to get it out off his sign.

"So.. I'm sorry if you came here to end that conversation but there's nothing to end, I already told you, I'm nothing, a nobody, don't be curious about me, you're wasting your time." I say immediately.

Harry licks his lips and responds very slowly.

"This is what you think.. my friends are curious too."

What?

"Your.. friends? They're..?" And before I could finish, I see some shadows in the tree a few meters away from us, seeing his friends.

Mia look at my eyes and smirks, while the other boys is staring with a serious look.

"Here? Yes." I look at him and then to them.

"I.. I gotta go." I mumble, standing up and he doing the same.

"Now? Bu.." He takes my wrist but I got out of his grip and didn't let him finish.

"We talk other time, you can find me anyway." He smirks with my words and just noods.

I give a last look over his friends and to him before start to walk down the street, feeling a chilling wind, wait..

"Please, don't rai.." Before I could finish, it started to rain. Oh great.

Walking again and all soaked, I can't want to get home, take a shower and sleep to forget this day. When I was about to turn the corner to my street I feel someone pulling me by my arm and then, feel my back against the wall of some house.

"Ouch!"

"What it is, baby? Am I hurting you?" It was a boy's voice, but I didn't recognized who it must be.

My eyes were closed because of the impact but soon I opened, seeing a blond guy with blue eyes with a few inches separating our faces.