Yours

Chapter 38

Harry pov.

Avery was sobbing into her own shoulder when I told her that. She was aggravating me, yet made me want to cuddle with her at the same time. She didn't even let me finish my sentence, which would make her stop crying.

"Baby, baby, shhh... Shes alive, shes just dead to me."

Her eyes, although red and puffy from crying, managed to glare at me, throwing daggers in my direction. I was lying though, Harley was everything to me other than Avery. I just needed persuasion to make sure Avery never left. Like I had said earlier, a mother will do anything for their child.

"I will hurt her and keep her from you until I gain your trust and until then, you are staying the the basement."

I felt her tiny fist connect with my face, my entire face jerking to the left. It hurt like a bitch, she was so damn strong. It made me think though. She never stood up to me before, until now. She never hit me or defended herself before now. She was playing me this whole time?

I growled, feeling my anger embrace me, my eyes most likely fading to darkness. She played me, ran through my mind, fueling my anger even more. I cupped my cheek, noting the smirk on her lips and the pride in her eyes.

"You think this is a game? How about I text Louis to kill your beautiful baby girl upstairs?"

Avery's face was shocked, the smirk leaving and pride disappearing. I smiled, knowing I had just won, but it wasn't enough, I was still mad. I didn't even realize my fist was punching her perfect face until it happened. I threw her off the bed, her petite body landing on the floor with a hard thud.

She was coughing and holding her body, but something told me to take advantage of this. I kicked her, causing her to groan in pain. It made me smile and want to cry all at the same time. She stared at me in pure horror, covering her eyes from me.

I pushed on my eyes, knowing the blackness was showing. People only cowered like that when my black eyes showed.

"What... W-what are y-you.."

She shuffled to the corner, covering herself with her arms. Part of me wanted to laugh, the other part wanted to hold her. I decided to laugh, uncontrollably. I barely was processing the scared and frightened Avery in front of me.

"I'm like the devil, just worse."

She stood up, shaking. I stared at her, confused. She put her fists up, her body language showing that she was unsure of herself. I laughed, deep and booming. She stepped closer, shaking less with every step she took.

She was fighting back.

Avery gave me a slight smirk, making me loose my smile. This was a first for me, most likely a first for Avery too. I don't think she realized she was standing up to a demon. It made me want to laugh, but I refrain. I wasn't thinking right, my anger was controlling me.

I flung my arm to her rib cage, her small arms blocking, returning with a blow to the hip. It hurt for a second until my anger slightly numbed it. Knowing she would survive a blow I was going to give, I kicked her legs, knocking them to the floor. I stepped on her chest, putting all my weight on it.

I stepped off when she started reaching for air. I stared at my hands for a second, my normal side fighting my demon. I was hurting the only person I truly loved. I needed to stop and fight, to save her life.

I needed to fight it, and I needed Avery to help me.

"Avery, kiss me."

I demanded, trying to think correctly. She dropped her hands, tilting her head slightly, giving me a weird look. I knew she was never going to do it, but I had to make her help me. She either was going to be majorly hurt from my anger, or be fine and safe in my compassionate side.

I walked up, grabbing her face in my hands, placing a rough kiss on her lips. She tried to pulls away, but I just backed her into a wall, giving her no way out. She soon fell into the kiss, smiling into it. My anger fading as I licked her bottom lip asking for entrance. She unquestioningly granted me it.

Finally, my anger subsided and I pulled away, holding her waist. She was panting for breath, along with me. I placed my forehead against hers, smiling at her.

"Harry, I need you to explain something to me."

I hummed as a response, not caring at the moment about anything. I just fought off my own demon, and I was proud.

"Why the hell were your eyes black?"

Well shit.

Know its short, but This is the most I could do with everything I'm going through.

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