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(Harry's POV)

I slammed my fist on the wall next to the phone,

That fucking Cop Just called me To tell me I need to come in for questioning, He says its not anything serious They just need more information

I punched the wall again, Making another Hole in the wall, This whole flat is scattered with holes from my short temper,

Just than Aliza Came in the room and sighed, "Really Harry? Another fucking hole?'' Aliza said,

I turned around faced her, "I'm not in the fucking mood Aliza" I said, shoving her out of my way

"Yeah You never are" She said, I sat down back in the living room and to resume what I was doing before the cop called, I have an appointment at 4 to go so I still have time

My heart and head are pounding, I couldn't end up back in jail. I couldn't

I lined up the coke in a straight line before dragging it all up my nose in one quick breath,

Aliza than walked in "You could of shared you know" She snapped, I stood up quickly and pushed her hard against the wall

"Shut up! I have enough on my mind! That cop that was here yesterday, the guy you were eye raping! Yeah he wants me to come in for questioning!" I Yelled

Just than there was a loud lock on the door, I looked over at Aliza who had a scared face and walked up to the door

I opened the door,

"You Have allot of fucking explaining to do" and he grabbed my shirt and dragged me inside

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