"Get it through your thick scull you're mine and there's nothing you can change about it." He seethes pressing my body harder against the wall, still holding my wrists most likely leaving bruises like always.
"I dont want this anymore. You're not who you used to be. I fell in love with a different Harry not this." I whimper trying to pull my wrist out of his hold, but he just tightens his grip shooting pain through my wrist.
"Love we all I have a breaking point. I just yet to find yours. But I will." He says a sick sadistic smirk spreading across his face.
"What happens once you do?" I ask fearing his answer.
"You'll be wrecked"
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Yes loves another Harry story. Except even better a psycho Harry story.
Love ya
~Carter Jay~