*Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content*
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"Strangers in the dark can change your life in the light."
"As I reach the front door I can't help the same question swimming around in my mind, what could possibly be on all of those tapes?"
...
"You'll see him in your nightmares You'll see him in your dreams He'll appear out of nowhere but He ain't what he seems"
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As I shake my head no, Andy glares at Harry "We were just leaving"
Harry raises his brow at me, before slowly looking to Andy "Why would Abby be leaving? She's working here tonight"
I interrupt before Andy can reply, my stomach in my throat over the tension that's becoming thick between the two of them.
"Andy this is Harry" I say nervously, wanting to kick myself over how this wasn't the time for introductions but I couldn't think of what else to say.
Andy extends his hand to Harry giving acknowledging nod "Andy, Abby's boyfriend"
Harry only stares blankly back to him, completely disinterested in any interaction with him and ignores the handshake completely.
Harry looks back to me, tilting his head "So why are you leaving?"
"I-I'm not" I reply shaking my head, but Andy pipes up again.
"Yes she is" he says firmly, giving me a hard look to tell me not to disagree with him.
Harry glances between Andy and I, before focusing his attention back on him, his sharp jaw tensing in annoyance "It looks like Abby's not that one that wants to leave, if you want to leave so badly, why don't you?"
"I'm not leaving her here with a bunch of drug addicts!" Andy snaps, pointing to the couch of people behind us.
Harry's lips tug up at the corners, raising his brows at Andy "I bet you're real fun at parties"
"Oh yeah, he's a blast to be around" Sophie chimes in sarcasticly, grinning at the interaction between the two of them.
This whole thing is my idea of hell, I can't stand confrontation or tension, and the fact I can tell Harry thrives on it only has the nauseous feeling in my stomach growing.
"That's what you call fun?" Andy bites back, waving his hand to the couch behind Harry.
"Yeah, I do actually" Harry replies smugly "You should try it sometime, might pull that stick out of your arse"
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My mouth drops as Sophie let's out a high pitched cackle, and Andy looks like he's about to blow a blood vessel in his forehead.
Andy tugs my arm roughly, pulling me to stand next to him and stares at Harry with screwed up arrogant expression "Who the hell do you think you are speaking to me like that?"
Harry clenches his jaw, his eyes hardening as he leans forward, leaning down slightly to meet Andy's height "I'm the person that's going to cut your hands off of your fucking body if you ever grab her like that again"
