~Jazz's POV~
"What are you doing here?" I asked obviously angry at the fact that he was in my house, and I didn't even know it.
"I'm here to see you sweetheart, don't you miss me?" He asked as he started to walk towards me.
"No, haven't you had enough of getting your ass kicked?" I asked in all seriousness.
"I was drunk baby doll, you should know that by now." He said as he put his hands around my waist.
"Get off of me." I said struggling to get him off.
"No, not until you get Clara back for me, you're the one who took her." He growled into my ear.
"You drove her away because you're crazy, if YOU can't see that by now you're wacked up in the head!" I screamed a little histerically.
"Don't you tell me what I am! You're going to help me whether you like it or not." He said taking a step back from me.
"No I'm not," I said calmly walking out of the room.
I got to the stairs and took them two at a time, and when I reached the living room I grabbed my keys from the bar. I headed for the door and opened it up, but I only got a foot outside before he grabbed me and slung me over his shoulder.
"Let me go!" I screamed as loud as I could.
"No, you're helping me whether you like it or not!" He yelled dragging me back upstairs.
He dropped me at the top and yelled at me to get up, and I did out of fright. I knew I couldn't take him this time, he was drunk the other time before, and he was easily bigger than Taylor ever was.
"What do you suggest we do then? She'll never take you back if her brain is intact." I said looking around the room for something I could probably defend myself with.
He started to tell me his plan but I wasn't listening to a word he was saying. I walked around my desk and sat in my swivel chair. I logged on to my computer and acted as if I was looking something up. I eyed my
"What are you doing?" He said his voice sounding angry.
"Nothing," I said hoping he'd believe me.
"Anyway-," he said but I cut him off.
"Why me?" I asked as I picked up my paperweight from the desk.
"She knows you better than anyone, and she'll listen to you." He said sounding overly confident.
"I doubt it, but okay." I said as I stood from my chair.
"Yeah-," he started but I threw the paperweight and it hit him in the back.
He took the blow but it did nothing. I ran towards the door as fast as I could but he caught me by the waist and threw me to the ground. I kneed him where it hurt, and he rolled off of me. I got half way to the stairs before he grabbed me once again.
"That's it for you." He said pushing me back into the office.
I kicked and kicked but it did me no good, and just when I thought he wouldn't do anything he slammed he on top of my desk. Everything went black and I heard the office door slam, but I never heard the front door close.
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When I came to I heard a thump next to me indicating that something had fallen. I looked over but everything was as black as a winter night. I stood up and I felt around for the wall or light switch.
"What did you do to her?" An angry voice blared.
I came to the conclusion that it was Harry due to how raspy his voice sounded. I still couldn't see, and I didn't know what was going on, but I assumed that Harry came over in search of me, but found me out cold on the floor instead. Now he was beating up Chris and wouldn't stop. I started to panic because I couldn't see, and when I panicked I couldn't breath.
I felt for Harry's hair and tried to pull him off of Chris, I know he knocked me out, but I couldn't stand to see anyone get beat up. (One of the reasons I didn't join the military.)
I found his curly locks, and tried to tug him off of Chris. It took me everything in my entire body to try and tug him off but I failed miserably because I started to panic again.
I couldn't breath and tears started to fall again. I still couldn't see, and it started to worry me. Everything was dark, and it felt like something had been taken away from me.
The fighting stopped, and the ground gently shook as someone started walking towards me. I thought that it was Chris because he was easily bigger than Harry.
I started to cry even harder because I couldn't see and it was scaring me straight. I was bugging out and backing away, and when I hit a wall behind me I freaked out a little more.
"No, Jazz please." A voice said, but I was too scared to hear who it was.
"Get away from me!" I yelled assuming it was Chris and not Harry.
He kept pleading and I tried to back away further, but there was nowhere to go. The person sat beside me and put his arm around my shoulders, when curly hair brushed the side of my head I instantly felt relieved. It was Harry.
I stopped crying as he spoke soothing words to me and smoothed my hair down. I laid my head on his chest and looked out into the dark. We just sat there for I don't know how long, and I started to think about. Why I couldn't see or speak anymore, my voice was gone out of shock, and would come back sooner or later, but everything around me was black.
I let Harry comfort me, and I shivered at the thought of Chris laying out cold on the floor a few feet away. I just sat there and thought to myself for what felt like ages, when a sudden thought burst through my mind.
The lights were on when Chris brought me up here, and I never found the switch.
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Hey guys I think this chapter is a little short, but you'll live. Thanks for reading, and let me know what you think!! I'm anxious to know what you think about 16 and 17! 18 should be updated in a few days! So be on the lookout!
Love,
~Cherie~
