Chapter 15
May 16th - After
I clench my teeth as Harrison straps my wrists down in a chair. It was made of metal, and the cold surface touched the back of my neck and arms. My stomach churned and I watched his every move, my heart beating rapidly. He had knocked me out during our trip here, since I wouldn't stop fighting him even with my injury. I woke up only minutes ago, before realizing I was in a metal chair. Fear gnawed at me, and made me tremble.
He walked around me slowly, intimidatingly. He pulled up a cart that had several sizes of knives on them, and a pair of gloves. Harrison takes them and shoves them on his hands, his expression hard.
"Do you know what happens to the girls that sin?" Harrison says, his eyes glowing.
I shiver, and strain against bindings on my wrists. When I don't answer, he takes a knife and slams it down right next to my ear. I feel blood oozing out of a cut, barely missing the side of my head. I close my eyes, praying that I will get out in one piece.
Harrison pulls it away, holding it in front of him. "They get punished."
He slams his open fist into my stomach, making me jolt up. I scream, clenching my teeth. The pain is excruciating, and I fight the urge to heave.
"Pain is inescapable, girl." He spits, pulling away for another shot.
The second one is worse, and I kneel down as far as I can- tears falling down my face and a painful growl escaping my lips. He smiles happily at my expression, and gets bored of the punching.
"November was just like you, a fire that burned in his heart and kept him from giving up. He continued to fight with me, until he realized that I was unbeaten. Just after that stupid girl Lily died right in front of his eyes." Suddenly a bark of laughter escaped him, and he holds his stomach. "I take that back.. He heard her die."
Hatred boils in my veins. If I wasn't strapped down, I swear I could kill him with just my fists. November had never given up, he just didn't realize it. There is a certain beauty in blindness, and he showed it perfectly.
"November is a far greater person than you could ever be," I growl, keeping my eyes leveled with Harrison's.
He smirks evilly. "Oh, really?"
I feel my heart pounding in my chest, and gulp down a sliver of fear. "Y-Yes."
Harrison walks around my chair, so I have to crane my neck to watch him. His steps are heavy, bouncing off the walls in slow motions.
"How do you know November is really all that innocent?"
His question burns in the back of my head, something I've forced myself to forget about. I had never really asked November things about his past, and didn't really plan to. I didn't really know what kind of person he could've been, or maybe is already. Sudden fear builds in my chest and comes up my throat. The air escapes me, and I gasp for breath.
"Forget about him," Harrison says, snapping me out of my mental fight. "You have a price to pay for your sins."
With that, he fumbles for a small pocket knife on top of the table, and clicks it forward- bringing a shiny blade into view. As he brings it down into my wrist, I squeeze my eyes shut.
Suddenly, I gasp as he slaps me painfully across the cheek.
"Watch me, you bitch! You deserve everything I do to you!" He yells, his eyes the color of fire.
I don't dare close my eyes again, afraid of what he could do to me. He takes the knife and cuts into the inside of my left wrist, drawing a line down the center. Next, he draws a line across it, forming a cross. I wince as blood pours from the cuts and into my lap.
"Ask for forgiveness, and just maybe He might forgive you." Harrison says. "I, on the other hand, won't."
That smile he puts off makes me feel like I could run around the world a billion times just to kill him. The hatred was unbearable, and I let out frustrated groan. My mother was dead, in front of my very eyes, and November has been blinded by him and tortured for too many years.
"Fuck. You." I say calmly, giving him a side smile at the end.
Boy did his rage turn on. Harrison slammed the pocket knife he had down into my thigh, and I screamed.
"You're a selfish bitch!" He pulled it out and stabbed me again, this time in my other leg.
I grit my teeth as beads of sweat start to form on my forehead. I couldn't show him I was weak, for everyone, for November.
"Why can't you be a good little girl and stop fighting?" He takes his pocket knife and points it at my face. "Is it because November is fueling you? Is that it? Cause I can fix that problem real fast."
I felt like I was crumbling in the chair at his words. "N-No, please." I gasp.
He lets out a menacing laugh that echoes around my ears. Harrison walks around me again and back in front of me, his face unreadable.
"Are you in love with him, girl?"
My heart beats rapidly in my chest, each thump telling me to answer truly. But I didn't know what was real anymore. Was I in love with November? It seemed unrealistic, but I couldn't say no for some reason. Pain bubbled in my legs and stomach, and my vision was fuzzy. I was losing blood.
Harrison's smile fades, and he slams his hands down on my arms. I wince. They were gripping them so hard I knew my arms would be bruised.
"Answer me, girl." He says, his teeth clenched.
I gaze directly into his eyes, the answer screaming to be let out. But I was afraid. I was afraid of what would happen if I told the truth that I had been hiding ever since I first was drawn into his piercing blue gaze. It scared me.
I inhale a sharp breath, keeping my eyes steady with his amber ones.
"Yes."
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Harrison drags me back down the corridor, his grip hard. I thrash in his arms, forcing my legs to kick out even when they scream in pain. He drags me up to a familiar door, and I feel my heart leap. I didn't know if I was ready to see November again.
Harrison unlocks the door, shoving it open. He kicks me hard in the ribs, just above my wound and shoves me inside. I gasp in pain and crouch in a ball. He glares at me for a few seconds- almost a warning- before slamming the door shut and leaving me in silence.
Steady hands find my shoulders and I yelp, whipping around. November squats in front of me, his arms extended. I sigh, a sigh of relief and a sigh that I wasn't dying today.
"November," I say unsteadily. Tears form in my eyes, and I can't stop them from going.
I crash into his chest and sob, my shoulders wracking against him. November brings me closer, and I wrap my arms around his back for warmth.
"It's okay, now. You're okay." He soothes, rubbing my back.
But it wasn't okay. I was in love with someone I had been trapped with and I couldn't force myself to think otherwise.
"No," I breathe, calming my sobs. "No, it's not-" I stop short, digging my fingernails into his exposed back.
The pain was unbearable, physical and emotional. I hold my breath and pick up my head- staring right into his captivating icy blue eyes.
"November," I can barely hear my own voice, and place my hands in his shoulders. He stares at me with a confused expression, his arms tightening on my back.
This was it. It was now or never, to forget or to know.
"I love you." I whisper. "I-I know it's stupid and I shouldn't but-"
November hushes me with a tantalizing kiss. I run my hands up through his hair, locking him in place, afraid of breaking away. He is too, and desperate I get me closer even thought it's about impossible. I finally have to break away for air, my heart thrumming in my chest.
"Fuck," November sighs. "What are you doing to me?"
It was a different sensation than it was with Derek. We had been bubbly and almost cute, and I thought I was in love with him. Maybe I was, but I've never felt this way before about someone. It's like a yearning, a neglected feeling that needs to be filled with loving attention. Every touch sends sparks through my body and makes me feel at home. For some reason, I craved him.
I gently kissed him above his eye, and pull away. "I don't know." I say.
He presses his lips against mine and his hands ride up my shirt, exposing my stomach wound. Immediately after he's felt the scar, he jerks back- his eyes wide.
"You're still wounded, you need to rest." November says, pulling away.
I feel cold and shudder, hugging my arms to my chest. Right now I didn't even care what state I was in, I just wanted to be in his arms.
Before he can stand to pick me up, I grasp onto his wrist, keeping him in place. "Wait," I say. "I want to stay with you."
He gives me a faint smile and helps me up, letting me lean on his shoulder for support. My thighs burned and my stomach ached. As soon as I was in reach of his cot, I flopped on the side- suddenly extremely tired. November follows, curling in behind me. Warmth envelopes my body and I turn around to face him. His blue eyes are bright, and I have to catch my breath. He was beautiful. I rest my head in he crook of his neck and close my eyes. November hugs me in a tight embrace, my body flush with his.
I start to fall asleep soon after that, a gentle stirring reminding me I wasn't alone.
"I love you, too." A faint voice calls, warm and safe.
I'm too far into sleep to realize who it is, and drift away with no remembrance of the words that would keep me by his side forever.
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