"She's yours!"

3 years after Elise met a certain group of boys she feel regret after she looks at her daughter Ely. Her eyes the same as her fathers. Her hair like her mothers but still had her father's glint. How does she feel when they meet her at the park. Should she run or should she tell the father?


3. Past coming back for me

Elise's POV

I snatched my daughter back in to my arms. That guy that drove the van was familiar but nothing clicked when I tried to remember. I pulled the swing back and I pushed my daughter who was laughing her head off. I recoiled from a light tap on my shoulder.

"Get of me Darren. I don't want you hurting me or Ely anymore." I darkly stated. I shuddered when I remembered that was how he made me fall in love with him.

"It's not Darren." That deep British accent made me sob. I turned and there were the emerald green eyes that I saw on the day I had left. 

"Hi Harry." I said glumly. His hands wound past me and picked up Ely. Anger boiled up me and I was as nervous as hell. 

"She gorgeous. Who's is she"

"She's..." I couldn't say it.

"She's..." Harry encouraged. His eyes faltered to her face and I heard the small gasp. "Liam's."

"Yeah, I found out two days later after I left. My parents died in a car crash when I as six months in too." They never got to meet Liam or their angel of a grand daughter. I shuddered at the scene of that. He looked back to me and placed Ely on the swing again.

"Whose Darren?" he asked glumly

"You can see for yourself," my finger traced the mark on my cheek, "this is what ten shots of vodka and the objection of another gets you. Broken wine bottle to the cheek. He scored me fainting and nearly dying because I didn't let him have another. He used me for pleasure for a year, always abusing Ely there. He wanted me to change her last name to his because he hated the fact that she was not his."

"What is it then?"


"She's mine?" My heart stopped when I heard his voice. Memories came back of when we went out, his voice so elegant and mesmerizing had faded and instead replaced by a hard and cracking voice that you would expect bouncers to have on the club doors. I turned and saw those eyes, I wasn't lost in them anymore. I was repulsed now. I raised my hand to slap him but tears overcame me and I lowered it.

"Go on. I dare you!" He shouted at me, his voice was dark. Something i had never seen in him before. I opened my mouth to speak but was silenced by 'his' voice.

"ELISE! WHY ON EARTH ARE YOU SPEAKING TO THEM? YOUR MINE REMEMBER!" Darren screamed from the other side of the park. My hands shook and I looked towards Harry.

"Look after her please!" I said and ran off. Leading him away from my life. I heard him follow, his foot steps were hard in the sun baked earth. I didn't want to the park to end so soon. I fell to the floor in front of a thick holly hedge. His hand gripped on to the back of my neck as he pulled me up. He pulled out a knife and  cut deep in to my leg. I didn't scream, that would make him want to do this more. He pulled me over his shoulder and walked away towards the car. I saw Harry holding Ely. His eyes met mine and he looked away. Darren stopped and looked at them.

"You will never see her again!" He sneered, his laughter rang clear and shook my body. His hand wiped off the blood on my leg and then waved to the boys with it. It then picked me up and slung me back over my shoulder. He threw me in to the car and I felt searing pain fill my head as I cut it against the dashboard. My face was slick with blood and my vision began to blur. I just hoped that my daughter would be okay without me in her life.

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