As soon as we got into the house and the door was closed, Harry had me pinned against the wall. His lips attacked the skin on my neck, nibbling and sucking on my sweet spot. My hands slid under his shirt, pushing it up his torso. He pulled away just to take the shirt off, but it gave me enough leeway to get away from him and go down the hall. I could hear his footsteps coming behind me towards the bedroom, but I was frozen in the doorway.

“Who are you?” I asked the girl lying on the bed.

“I’m Caroline, who are you?” she bit back seeming angry.

Excuse me, but I think I have the right to be bitchy. It’s not every day you walk into your boyfriend’s bedroom and find a blond girl on his bed.

Harry came up behind me and went straight for my neck again, but I pushed him off and stormed down the hall. First my sister, now this?

“What the fuck are you doing here? How the hell did you even get in?” I heard Harry snap at Caroline, if that even is her real name.

“You’re not good at hiding your extra key,” she replied.

My eyes filled with tears, but I pushed them back, determined not to cry. If this is what it looks like, he doesn’t deserve my tears.

“Gabby, come back,” he yelled after me.

I’m not coming back. He can come and get me if he wants to try, but I don’t know how I’m going to react other than angrily. I don’t need all these people showing up at random times that I don’t even know who they are. I just want my life to be normal again, whenever that was. Oh, that’s right; it was before I met Harry.

I walked out the door and slammed it behind me, continuing down the drive and to the sidewalk. If I had to walk home, that’s what I was going to do. A hand wrapped around my wrist and spun me around. I refused to look him in the eye as my gaze fell to the ground below.

“Who is she?” I asked trying to be calm.

“It’s not what you think-”

“Then tell me who she is or I’m going to walk away right now and never come back.”

“Don’t say that…”

“I just did and I meant it. You can either tell me in the next minute who she is or I’m gone forever.”

“Don’t tell me you’re going to leave me…”

I could sense the hurt in his eyes, but I needed to know and if that was the way to get it out of him, so be it.

“I used to protect her…before you,” he said finally.

“So then why is she here now? Actually no, I want to know how she knows where you live.”

“I don’t know. She must have been trying to find me.”

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