"I've never had a woman throw things at me before," Harry told me from across the room. He sounded emotionless right now. "I've never had a man hit me," I replied quietly. "If you continue to defy me, things like this will happen." "I just don't understand," I say shakily, not bothering to stand up. "I didn't do anything to deserve this. Why are you doing this to me?" Harry didn't reply. He only walked towards me, and I stared at him cautiously and my entire body stiffening with each step he took, but he only bent down, grabbed my wrist, and pulled me up. My breath hitched in my chest when he wrapped his arms around my waist, then he brought his head into the crook of my neck. This would seem like a "romantic" gesture, but it was everything besides that. "Because Claire," Harry started, "the world is fucked up and a lot of people don't deserve half the shit that is handed to them. It's just how the world works, and you'll have to get used to it if you want to survive." Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, it's learning to dance in the rain. Disclaimer! - This story was not mine originally, but it was deleted by the author and many people wanted this story to come back. So, I decided to do it on my own free time and just tweak some things as I go, and then possibly continue to add onto the storyline. THE ORIGINAL AUTHOR WAS (xNiallsCrazyMofox). DISCLAIMER!!!!!! - THIS STORY CONTAINS VIOLENCE, SEX, GENDER INEQUALITY, AND BLOOD. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!