Inescapable Love

Chapter 12

I walk and walk and walk, no idea in what neighborhood I am right now. I just lower my head and continue to walk. I flinch when a high speed motor bike swooshes past me. This snaps me out of my thoughts and I realise that I'm not safe. I'm in an unfamiliar neighborhood and it is dark. 

I look around but find no-one. I turn back, thinking to find my way if I walk from where I came. Then I come across a diversion. What should I do? Inky-pinky-ponky? Or A-P-R-I-L? I rock my finger and spell my name. My finger stops on the road to my right. So I decide to go left. 

After walking a while I realised that it wasn't the best idea to choose this road. I'm more lost now, and I don't know my way back to the diversion. Oh no, not good. In distance I see a motor bike with two boys. Oh shit! Emergency, emergency!! 

I turn and start walking really fast. I search my pockets for my phone but I didn't bring it. Shit! I could hear the bike approaching me and slowing down but I didn't dare to look back. Then suddenly the bike raced and turned around. I look up and find that Harry was just in front of me, in his Lamborghini. He was looking at me, emotionless. I quickly run to the car and sit besides him. 

He starts the car and we reach the diversion again. He goes straight. Oh! My finger was right. Neither I nor him speak the whole ride. We reach home and Anne greets us. 

"April, where did you go darling?" she asks me with a hug.

She looks behind at Harry then turns her gaze back to me. 

"It's okay, come on let's eat." Gemma steps in. 

"She's not hungry," Harry says sternly and grabs my wrist. He drags me to his room and pushes me inside. He pins my hands to the wall and comes dangerously close to me. 

"Care to explain what happened earlier today?!" he yells at me. I look up to see his eyes, they were same as I saw in my dream. I flinch as they try to make eye contact with me. 

"I'm sorry," I say in a low voice. 

"You're sorry?!" he says and tightens his grip on my wrists, his nails digging in my flesh. I close my eyes to bear the pain. "Look at me!" he ordered. 

"You are hurting me, Harry!" I say, "Let go of me!" He let go of my hands but doesn't move away. I feel his hands trailing up my palm and intertwining our fingers so that I'm not able to move. 

"P-please Harry I'm sorry. I won't do it again." I pled trying to get out of his grip. He was reminding me of my nightmare again and I hate it. 

"Do you know what could have happened if I didn't find you?!" he continue to yell at me, "Do you know how much worried my family was?!!" 

"Were you worried?" the words left my mouth before I know it. But I wanted to know. 

"Oh yes, course! After all you are the apple of my eyes!" he says sarcastically, "Hell no! I was worried if the media found you crying somewhere then my father had to bear the loss!! Gemma explained everything to you this morning yet nothing goes in your damn brain! How are you so fucking naive, April?!" 

Tears dwell up in my eyes but I continue to stare at him with my glossy eyes. His green eyes met mine and their colour changed to beautiful green. Did he just feel bad for what he said? 

"I'm sorry," I say to him again. He lets out a deep sigh and lowers his head, his soft hair tickles my neck. I move my face so as to maintain a little distance from him but he's too close to me. 

"I'm giving you last chance, grey!" he looks at me. I blink two-three times and give him a small nod. 

"Don't nod at me! Say it!"