A Little Bit of Love Hate
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"Wait!" Harry called, following after me, his hand grabbing mine.
"Why?!" I questioned, my voice rising with frustration.
A puzzled look etched into his features, his green eyes narrowing with question.
"What do you mean..?" He asked, his voice raspy and low.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about Harry.." I said, the tears continually flooding out of my eyes.
"I-Logan.." He whispered.
I turned my back to him, wiping away the tears. I began to stride away, making an effort to push what just happened out of my mind.
The sound of feet hitting the ground grew near, I turned around, mustering up all my courage.
"Logan. I'm sorry." Harry said, his chest rising and falling heavily.
"Don't you just give up? That's what I did. After fighting back EVERYDAY, I decided to give up. You... Of all people, you hurt me... I trusted you. I cared about you! Then the next thing I know I'm being punched, slapped, kicked, harassed. You know what makes it worse.." I whispered, my voice trembling. "What makes it worse.. Was that I loved you. I was in love with my tormentor. I-I was in love with you Harry.. I was in love with my bully.."
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