His Other Half

He made me shiver just at the sight of him like this. "I found you I finally found you." He whispers before lifting my shirt off me. "Please, no" "Come on babe you usually beg me for this." I gasp at the thought of loving this side of him "I beg harry. Not you." He suddenly stopped being gentle and shoved me into the wall and crashed his body into me. He pinned my wrists to the wall and his nails dug into my skin. "Please don't." I gasped as he threw me onto the bed. He then shook his curls looking at me with those beautiful green eyes I fell in love with. "Spencer! I Told you to run! god dammit GO!" he yelled. His eyes watered up as he sat on the bed in front of me. I Pushed myself onto him and wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist and kissed him. "Harry Please I can't leave YOU! I love you... We can fix you! You can control him." he looked down and hugged me back tightly. Then realsed saying "But the sad thing is he is me. I am a monster."


15. missing

I open my eyes to find a snowy day and cold air coming at me from the window. I peer my eyes around my setting to find myself at... Home? I gasp as I hear movement from the kitchen.


My father.


I Pull the blanket up above me as if it was a shield to protect myself and I scream as I hear someone enter the room, he was back. But wasn't that what I wanted? Yes true but at the same time I didn't want to make up this way. Yes I needed the relationship with my father and I knew that but I still had to talk to Harry and myself about it and how I would discover how to approach the situation. But once again options were stripped away from me and I awoke in bitter confusion.


"S-spencer!?" I here a trembling and frightened voice echo into my cold ears.


I bite my lip and take a deal breath before answering. "What am I doing here?" I question in a stein steady and demanding voice.


"Umm the, the police called me-me at work that you we're hurt. You had collapsed and hit you head at a umm crime scene?" His eyes as he spoke were so gentle and hoping. But I hit me head!? I then felt around my head discovering a bandage.


"So what are you going to do ground me? Cause no way in hell your in a place to do that!" I almost yell as I take a breath trying to keep my calm.he nods in guilt. I for a second felt bad for him- but no he deserved I the gave me away sold me, to society for his damn drugs.


"Your absolutely and completely they right. I am only here for you to give you whatever you need. I hope soon that we will be able to get back to our old relationship-"


"NO! Shut the hell up!!! Do you know what he freaked did do me? He raped me and then beat me. He left me naked in an alley. Then a couple days later I find him dead, and wake up to the creator of the whole damn thing! Now take to to Harry you bastard!" I scream not letting one tear fall. Because he doesn't deserve them.


I look to my father and see guilt, and nothing? He was blank. Shutdown almost; like he powered off. He must have not been able to register the horrid experiences I was forced through. Wait-




I take a breath remembering Andrew, and Harry missing, and the man who sent me to see Andrew in the first place. I gulp as my thoughts suffocate me drowning in awful conclusions.

When suddenly a bang on the door awakes me. I jump up not even being able to give my father the smallest glance. He was a descries to the human raise.


As I open the door I instantly regret it. It was the police.


My pulse fastens rapidly as I breath heavily. As one of the three officers begin to speak


"Morning mam. We have been informed to inform you about a recent crime last night. We are required of this to get as much information as possible to help the envestagstion-" the man stops as I suddenly relies this was not the fist time we had seen one another.


"We'll my golley you were the ladie at the crime who hit her head! You are going to have to come down to the station with me for some questioning mam." I don't even look back to my father as I leave the suffocating house.



Who would have ever thought I would be more comport able in a police car then my own home?


Before I could even look deeper into the thought we arrive and I am followed by a line of officers into the station. A week ago I would have smacked you if you


"In here please mam." I am leaded into a integration room.


"Okay everything you say or do will be recorded and used as a testimony. So you must take a oath to not lie nor be dishonest."


"Repeat after me. " Do you swear to tell only the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help you God?"




" I swear to tell only the truth the whole truth and nothing but the truth,so help me god."


What am I worried about Harry had nothing to do with this! I lie tree leg to myself my hell Andrews dead, who Harry was mad at and Harry took a gun, and that was the address his friend gave me! Look at me once again caught in between Harry and society.


"Mam?" I flash back to life as I reply, " pardon me sorry."


He rolls his eyes. " I am going to show you 4 pictures of men tell me if you have any connection to them alright?" I nod


As they lift the first picture of a man unknown to me. Thank god. He looked about in his late thirties as I studied the picture he had a large scar across his cheek and hazel eyes.


"Do you have any what so ever connections to this man?" I shake my head as he nods going to the next picture. This one being also foreign to me. It was a boy around my age. Blonde hair and blue eyes. He wasn't much to look at and I quickly answered no.


He held the next picture and I instantly drowned.


Even in his grave I can't escape him.


I nodded shutting my eyes not being able to look at it any longer for I was about to pass out.


"Okay, before we talk would you like some water?"


"Yes thank you."


I clear my mind remembering the oath. I had done nothing wrong and only Andrew and- my-my father had. No matter how much he deserved it I could never turn my father in like that... Maybe just leave out that part? But if he asked me of it I would answer clearly and truthfully.


"Mam please stay focused!" A different officer shouts at me. But my thoughts continued to drift off to Harry.


"Yes sorry." He nods "I know this is scary but your safe. Now how are you connected to this man." I bite my lip pushing back tears. Should I tell them about my father? Spence breath. Ok only if they ask. But that's not the whole truth.


"He umm and-rew sexually and physically abused me." I take a breath closing my eyes but a tear still manages to drift onto my cheek. Every time I say it it's almost reliving the horrid experience. "Ma'am how long did this occur?" I play with my fingers,


"We'll it went on for six months, and then I didn't here from here since last mouth we he started doing it again.." I take a breath. "Do you know the cause of it?" Shit. I promised I would tell if they asked. "Ummm no. I don't sorry. I believe there was one but it was kept from my knowledge." There now if they find out cause my. Dads for drugs I will act like I had no damn idea.


"Alright mam that will be all for him. Now do you recognize this man?"


My mouth and mind vanish. he held up HARRY! Damn it! No no god no! Not Harry! Please!


"So you do." The man states. Oh my god. Everything I thought was just in my mind was verbally spoke. "Yes" I start to cry lightly. I can't I can't handle this. "How."


"He is the love of my life." I stand up flipping the table over and scream. "Ma'am please." The man wrapped his arms around me and I attempt to escape as he sits me back on my Chiat and putting the table but in place. "I know how difficult this is. But please for a mans life."


"A man? He was no man! God damn it I wouldn't help his case if my life demanded on it! That bastard is in hell where he belongs! I don't have to be scared anymore. So why would I help him?" The cop is nodding?


"I know-" "SHUT THE HELL UP NO YOU DONT KNOW!" I scream covering my ears.


"Ma'am please." He continues, "when was the last time you saw Harry?" I gulp, "that night."


"Who else was there, where did you last see him, and what time?"


I close my eyes going back to that place.


" 8:30 p.m., Jason Phil smith, and his flat now please why is Harry even in this mess?!" I cry


" he was spotted with a gun and was last seen beating Andrew." I sob uncontrollably as I remember him and the gun. I cover my mouth as I sniff and my mouth trembles. Wait? Last seen?


"W-wait las-t seen?" I more softly cry my eyes burning with tears. "Harry is missing and has been for 15 hours." Everything inside of me crumbles as a man burgess into the room.


"A man is here for her." The officer speaking to me nods releasing me thank god I don't know how long until I exploded. I sprint out of the room to find just the person I needed. Jason.


"Spence!" He runs to me scooping me up in his arms. His hug was so comforting and perfect. He rubbed my back as I cried onto his shoulder most likely getting makeup everywhere. "Shhhh darling your alright. Your safe now."


"I cry very heavenly attempting to speak, "I-I need to get out of h-e-re." I tremble. "With me?" Jason questions I nod as he picks me up bridal style and storms out but just as he reachs the door he is stopped. "Are you Jason smith?" A officer asks. "Yes?" The officer stands firm, "come with me."


"Please look at her! God damn it I will come back later alright! Tomorrow at 9:00am." Jason pushes past him and holding my head to chest as he storms to the car not letting anyone get in the way.



I hold the white warm mug filled with hot chocolate and a blanket covering my legs. "Hey that's my sweatshirt!" Jason teases and I slightly smiled "NO! That wasn't a smile!!" Jason laughs as he sits next to me propong his feet up on the coffee table. I rest my head on his shoulder as he continues, "it looks much better in you anyway." I giggle. Wow.


Jason glows as if he won the Olympics. I bite my lip as I ask, "I'm kinda hot though can I borrow a shirt and some different pants!?"


"Of course love." He stands up as he heads to his room and seconds later returns with his under amour tank top on a pair of boxers. I only wear Harry's though. I ignore the thought and go to the bathroom to change diss appointing Jason. After I return Jason has his elbows propped on his knees and his head in his hands.

"Jason?" I ask weakly to see what's going on. "Spencer what did I do wrong?" Mason looks up to my teary eyed and red eyes.


I wrap my arms around his neck and burry my head in his shoulder. "Jason this isn't your fault or mine it's just life." I sniff trying to convince myself if it was true. Before he talks I turn to him.


"A gem cannot be polished without friction, nor a man perfected without trials. Lucius Annaeus" I almost whisper as Jason speaks, "what?"


"I don't know. My mother used to say that. I always didn't quite understand until now."


I ponder the thought as Jason speaks, "Spencer I love you" I freeze.


As my mind can't processes it as I can't think of anything but Harry I need him I have to find him. But Jason loves me? It was all to much for my mind to handle.



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