Sinister

Chapter 14

-HARRY'S POV-

*THE NIGHT BEFORE*

What the hell just happened? How could I kiss her? What the hell was I thinking?

I continued to run from the bar before the cops had showed up. I stopped, catching my breath, leaning against a brick wall that was a couple of inches away from the opening of a different bar. I rested my head against the bricks, exhaling with every pounding thought. "Damn it!" I turned around and punched the wall, chips flying off some of the bricks.

"Woah dude," I heard someone say as the exited the building. "Chill out."

"Tell me to chill out one more time," I said, inching closer to his face. I could feel his fear radiating off of him. His face looked shocked as I inched closer.

"Harry!" I heard a deep voice yell. I flipped around, seeing two big black men standing a fair distance away from me. One was fatter than the other, tattoo wrapping around his head. The other had a smoke lingering from his mouth, hands in his pockets.

"Who the hell are you?" I stepped away from the man I was about to punch. He took the opportunity and ran for it. I stood my ground, crossing my arms in front of my chest.

"Don't remember us?" the skinnier man smirked. "Oh Harry that's sad." He inhaled smoke, letting it out slowly, letting it rise in the winter night. He then threw the cigarette to the ground, walking over it. He stepped into the light and I could see his marks more clearly. He was a Droid.

"What do you want?" I asked, this time, standing my ground in defense. My fist were clenched, arms by my side.

"No need to pull out the wings my friend," he laughed. "The council is looking for you." I gave him a weird look. "You were sent to bring back the Aberrant. Where is she?" I shook my head, running one hand through my hair.

"It's taking time," I sighed. "Why the hell did you guys just show up like that?"

"The council is getting impatient Harry," he smirked. "Plus, it looks like you're getting a little comfortable with her. It would be a shame if something happened to her."

"Don't you dare touch her," I growled, anger rising with every breath he made. "God so help me if you hurt her, I'll kill you both." He just chuckled. With every step he took it made me want to slam his face into the brick wall even more. He was a dangerous man and I wasn't afraid to put him to rest.

"Maybe I will," he smirked. "Take her. Keep her locked in my basement. Go down every night." He licked his lips, studying my face. "Strip her of her clothes, make sweet love to her." I bit my lip until I could taste the blood.

"Stop."

"Bend her over the table," he continued. "Rock her body roughly until she is unable to walk."

"STOP!" I ran after him, blowing a good punch to his face. His friend wrapped his arms around my arms, letting the other man take good punches to my face. I kicked the man behind me in the shin, turning and punching him square in the face. There was so much rage inside me that I had to let it out. I ripped out the feathers, letting them make a mark on the two men. I could tell my eyes were burning black for it was hard to control the rage I was feeling.

But after that, I blacked out.

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-BLAIR'S POV-

Harry told me the story of him coming up against the two men at the bar then the other two when he finally made it away. He said that he had lost control and killed the one guy as the other got away. He doesn't remember the rest. Not until he woke up in the middle of the forest where he knew he would soon find where Ashton had taken me.

I didn't know what to say to him. He had killed a man. I can't blame him but it happened all because he lost his temper. What if that happens with me? What if I say something wrong? What if I do something wrong to make him so mad, he loses his temper on me?

"Blair I want you to know," he said, taking my hand. "I'm here to keep you safe. I'm here to make sure you're okay and that nothing bad happens to you." He leaned in, leaving his face inches from mine. "I will do everything in my power to make sure you're safe."

I could feel his kiss from last night. The way his hands gripped my hips, pressing himself against me. I could feel his warm lips, trying to close the space between us. I loved his touch. I wanted more of it. I wanted to feel himself against me. I wanted him to grip my waist, hold me tight. I wanted his lips against mine, battling for dominance. I wanted him.

"Harry-"

"Well well well, didn't think I'd ever see this." I jumped, whipping my head around as fast as it would go to see a man, leaning against the kitchen counter. "She's cute Harry."

"Shut up," Harry said, jumping from his seat ready to knock out the mysterious man who had entered my living room.

"Okay seriously, do you guys know how to knock?" I asked, trying to let the fear fade from my body. The man in the kitchen laughed, sauntering over towards me.

"Sorry love," he took my hand and kissed it gently. "My name is Louis. Nice to meet you."

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