Something I'm Not 2- History (Sequel)

Chapter 23

I slammed the door shut and marched out onto the sidewalk. Trying to think of which way he would've taken. I ended up going into town and checked a few bars. No luck. I was starting to get cold, called him a couple times. Ed let me borrow his phone. I can't believe everything I have is gone just like that. No home, no clothes, no phone, no car. Nothing.... What did I ever do to Trevor to deserve this? 

I started calling him name as I walked past a few wooded areas. I had no idea where I was going. I called him again and no answer. He probably thought it was Ed calling and not me. 

I turned down an alley as I noticed a few guys in the distance but when one called after me I stiffened up. "Hey baby! Where are you going?" they called and I turned at the other end of the alley but one caught my shoulder and pushed me up against the wall. I fought but I was mere too weak to fend him off. "Let go of me!" I order  and they laughed. "What is a pretty babe like you wandering the streets this late?" the one asks and tries to touch my face but I kicked and fought. 

"Getting the hell away from you." I spit in his face and he laughs. "Feisty, I like it." he says and I make a disgusted noise. But just as it started, someone yanked the one holding me against the wall back by the neck and slams him into the ground. "I think she made her point clear." he speaks and I looked up at him. Harry. It was Harry. Why the heck couldn't I just have found him two minutes earlier so this wouldn't have happened? Or better, why couldn't I have just kept my mouth shut so he never would've left?

The other two guys moved in on him and I actually, in my still numb state, grew worried for Harry because of his injured state. I grabbed his arm and tried to tug him towards me but his arm was flexed and he was out to fight. "Harry we need to go." I say and he shrugs me off. The one boy tried to swing and Harry caught his arm and slammed him on the ground also but the second on caught his neck and slammed him to the ground the same way and I flinched for him. I looked around for anything to hit the guy with. A pole, a stick, something. But didn't find anything. Harry rolled on top of him and started punching him...over and over and over and didn't stop when past the blood dripping down his face. The smell was making it harder for me but I tugged his arm. "Harry, you're gonna kill him, stop." I urge and he ignores me. "Harry!" 

He still ignored me and I started crying. Gosh, this is all my fault. I bend down on my toes and pull his chin up forcing his eyes away from the bloody faced man. His eye contact was too intense for me to hold in my state but it was chilling. It was the look in his eye that he had before this mess happened. Before he left me down in that little town and before life fell apart. It stunned me for a minute. "Harry, we gotta go." I say and he keeps staring at me. I was uncomfortable but helped him to his feet. "What are you doing out here in the rain by yourself?" he barks and I swallow. "I was looking for you!" I bark back and he flexes his jaw. His eyes were glassed over probably from the pain. He doesn't smell like he's been drinking. 

"Why didn't Ed or Alex go with you?" he asks and I sigh as we walk. "Cause he's pissed at me. What else is new?" I shrug and he stops me. I grew shaky and nervous again when he leans me up against the wall. "Caroline, you don't know how sorry I am for what had happened. I can't fix it-" he starts but I cover his mouth. The little spark back in his eyes was killing me but I was not about to let my wall crumble down. I fought too much to build them back up. 

"I don't want to hear it." I say and he shakes his head and places his hands on both sides on my face. I felt like a cowering puppy. I was honestly, more afraid now then when those boys had me. I started crying but hoped the rain would cover it up. We were both soaked. It's had to have been a couple hours since I left to find him. 

"You need to hear it. I'll never stop loving you, Caroline. I looked everywhere for you when you were gone. I'm sorry I couldn't get to you sooner." he shakes his head and I push past him and sit on the bench with my hands covering my face. I end up pushing back my hair. "Harry, can't you see, I'm not the same? I don't want to love anyone anymore, I don't want to struggle and suffer anymore. I want to be alone. I didn't mean to be that harsh like I was but I can't ever be the same girl I was." I say struggled and he slowly walks in front of me and stares down at me for a long moment before bending down, using his arm s on the bench to support him until he reached his knees.  It was still evident he was hurting but yet he just fought three guys like he was perfectly sound.