Shades Of Styles

Not My Harry (The End)

It was supposed to be a quick and easy getaway. Pack up while he at work, I didn't think it would turn out like this, I hoped it wouldn't-but it did.
How did I know he was going to get home early. He came out of the car as I was putting Sadie in my mothers car and he grabbed me from my hair and pulled me back, I dropped her on the ground and we both cried out in pain.
I knew, at that point, he didn't care if she saw him as a monster.
I begged him not to hurt her as he mounted me and bashed my head against the ground, my mother tried to pull him but he elbowed her hard enough to knock her down.
It was when Sadie came to help me and he pushed her away so hard she fell, that was when I gained some strength to push him off me.
I punched him in the face and he fell back. I rushed to Sadie's side and made sure she was okay before I felt the cold metal against my skin.

"Get up." He ordered and I listened. I had to. So I stood up and he pulled me back towards the house. He pointed the gun at my mother and warned her not to follow.

"Don't." I called to her, in echo to him. I didn't want Sadie to see him hurt me even more. He pushed me in the door and slammed it behind us, he pointed the gun back at me and I felt like I knew my life was about to end.

"You're really trying to leave me again?" He laughed as he tugged at his hair with his free hand. "Did you really think you could?"

"No Har-" I tried to calm him down but he interrupted me.

"Shut your fucking face (Y/N)." He shouted and I watched in horror as anger mixed with panic flashed through his eyes and right then I knew, this wasn't and would never be again, the man I once loved. "I'm sure your fucking mom is gunna call the police-fuck." He snapped. He looked at me and then shuffled to the window. Without a word he moved himself to the door and opened it.

"Get in here, both of or ill fucking kill you." He yelled and I gasped for air as I felt it get knocked out of me. I scrambled to my feet and let Sadie run into my arms, I knew from that second on, I would be her shield until I couldn't be anymore.

"I can't have you calling the fucking cops." He snapped. My mother turned to face Harry and just like I was protecting my daughter, she was protecting me.

"I already did." She snapped back and fear appeared on his face. He rose the gun up to face us, it being level with her stomach and I felt my heart drop. "If you shoot us, it'll only make it worse for you." She pointed out and I watched as he tried to decide what to do next.

"Get to the living room-now!" He shouted and ushered us to the living room. I picked Sadie up in my arms and took us to a corner as Harry fled to the kitchen to look out the window, my mother took a place next to us and placed a sympathetic hand on me.

"Mommy, what's going on?" Sadie asked beside me and I turned to her, sucking in the tears that I had pouring out of me, nonstop. I had 2 options, tell her the truth and let her know her father is a monster or lie and let her stay in a naive state of bliss.

"Daddy..." I sighed, knowing what I had to say. "Daddy is sick, he doesn't know what he's doing." I told her. And he is, in every way possible.

"None of this would have happened if you would have just stayed put!" Harry came back in to the living room and surveyed his situation.

"Stayed put?" I cried, I knew I needed to stay calm, for Sadie-for myself. "For what Harry? For you to push me around the way you do?" I asked. "How is that fair to me-to her?" I asked.

"Doesn't matter. I do everything for you! And for you to want to throw it all away...it's disrespectful." He shouted from his place at the window. And then I heard the sirens approaching and I felt myself relax a little. "Shit." He muttered to himself. After a few moments, I heard a voice. The voice that would save my life.