* 5 years later*
⚠️ SENSITIVE TOPICS :CHILD ABUSE. MAY TRIGGER
Harry's POV
"Evan, baby! Let's go! I have to take you to mommy's!" I yell into the big house, listening close for small foot steps. "Yay! Mommy!" I hear from around the corner of the kitchen and in the pantry.
I walk over to the kitchen and see Evan hiding in the corner in the pantry. I didn't realize we were playing a game of hide and seek. "Baby... what are you doing there?" I taunt tapping my foot. "Daddy! Kendall told me we were playing hide and sheek!" She smiles cutely as I frown in confusion.
"Kendall left like an hour ago?" I say putting arms out so she can come forwards. "Che also said some... uhm..." she pouts and fiddles with her fingers as she looses her train of thought or forgets how to pronounce a word.
"Something?" I ask pushing her dark curls out of her face. She looks up and nods. "Something else. Che shaid to get out her way.. I know che said a poo poo word that mommy told me not to shay." She says finishing her long explanation.
I shake my head, tired of the way Kendall has been treating my daughter ever since she moved in. She was going to get an earful.
"Okay baby. Let's get you to mommy's house." I say grabbing her from her lower back. "No daddy! Not there!" She cries harshly as she tries to slap off my arms. "Baby? What's wrong?" I ask worriedly as I see her tears fall down her soft pouty cheeks. "Turn around." I say turning her myself and picking up her shirt.
I let out a loud gasp as I see the harsh mark on her back. There was a thick line of red bruising running across her back. Almost as if someone got a burning rod and pressed it against her.
"Evan, who did this. Tell me the truth now." I say sternly, only upset that she hid this. "No daddy." She cries covering her mouth with her little hands. "I don't wanna get in throuble." She cries. "You're not getting in trouble. Tell me who did it." I say as my own tears start to spill in worry.
"No daddy!" She cries harder. "EVAN! Tell me now!" I yell as I lose my control. She pouts and runs away from the kitchen and tries to climb the stairs fast. I go after her and carefully grab her, being extra cautious of her back. "No, baby. I'm so sorry I raised my voice princess. Please tell daddy who did this to you so I can fix this. I will protect you. " I promise cuddling her into my chest as she cries.
"Kendall, daddy." She sobs as she shakes in my arms. "Are you sure baby?" I ask in anger but make sure it doesn't show so she doesn't get scared. She only nods into my neck as she learns to control her sobs. "Let's get you to mommy's house and I'll fix this, okay?"
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"You're not seeing your daughter until you kick that cruel woman out!" Y/n cries as she tries to shut the door. The moment I told her, she was ready to get in her car and hunt down Kendall but I stopped her because I wouldn't forgive myself for letting her drive mad.
"Y/n. Please calm down. Let's just talk!" I say pushing the door and letting myself in again for the 3rd time. "No! There's nothing to talk about. I'm going to give you a full day to kick her out and file a police report!" She yells pushing me with both of her hands.
"Mommy, stop hitting daddy!" Evan cries from the couch. Y/n stops and looks at me with regretful, sad, and eyes. "I'm sorry. Harry, just go to the police." She says quietly, turning around to tend to her daughter. I watch her kneel in front of the couch and pick up a Hispanic ointment for burns.
She carefully and softly rubs it on Evan's back as Evan starts to fall asleep with only small whimpers leaving her mouth.
Y/n gets up and starts to pick up the paper towels and ointments after pulling Evans shirt down and giving her a kiss. She makes her way into her kitchen without noticing me and starts to wash her hands. I quietly follow her and watch as she dries her hands and leans against the sink looking tense.
Her bangs hung in front of her eyes and the small pieces of hair that framed her face were tangled in them. Her old shirt was actually one of my old ones that she stole. It had small holes and bleach stains. She still rocked it.
Without realizing, words slipped out of my mouth, frightening her.
"You're so beautiful."
"Dammit Harry! I thought you left." She holds her chest turning around to face me. "I'm sorry." I apologize.
"For what?" She asks looking up at me.
"Everything. Betraying you, leaving you, missing our daughters birth, hurting you, and above all, not loving you enough. But it only made me realize that you are what I am missing now. I miss you, y/n. I love you. I need you. Please let me prove to you that I'm worth another chance." I say. With each second that I spoke, I managed to stand right in her face. She wasn't fazed. Instead, she looks hurt, sad, and confused.
"You went behind my back for a year. You want me to move past it?" She asks pushing herself around me.
"No.. I just need another chance -"
"I gave you more than enough chances. It took you losing me to realize what you were doing was bad but you still pursued the woman who broke us up, Harry! And that's what I cannot forgive you for! Just look at what she did to our daughter! Your daughter! Maybe for once in your life you can just do the right thing." She whispered the last sentence. I felt suddenly sick as I'm sure the color drained from my face.
She shook her head at my silence and walked out the kitchen whispering "You know your way out."
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