2. Holding You Tight



One thing I have learned through all that has happened is, people will come and go in your life, and whether they leave because of death or because you simply lose touch, when it comes to the person you love "Til death do us apart" is just an understatement, because death doesn't do you apart. The one you love will always be with you, whether they are dead or alive. And this goes for everyone you have ever loved and who has ever loved you. So, don't let the world fool you. Amazing things can happen when you have faith. -Harry

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6. I'm Done

Emma's P.O.V.

"Emma! It's not that bad! They'll find him!" Harry yelled after me.

"Yes, and I believe you. But I'm not going to sit here and wait until they find him!" I spat back.

Harry grabbed me by the arm gritting his teeth. "I'm not letting you go! You've done this one to many times and almost killed yourself every time!"

I pulled my arm out of his grip and looked at him with a death stare. "I'm done, Harry!" I yelled. "I'm not putting your life in danger because my family came from hell!"

"What do you remember?" He asked.

"Everything. My mothers dead and I don't know why, my fathers a criminal, and I don't know if I have a brother or not. I remember you, the guys, your family... Just about everything. I wish I didn't remember, then I wouldn't be here fighting with the one I love just to keep him and everyone else safe. I'm going to risk my own life, only because I need to."

"No! You want to! Just admit it!" He yelled.

"I'm not admitting anything, or else I would be lying, and I would never lie to you."

I pulled a gun out of my belt and aimed it at my head.

"No!" Harry yelled.

I cocked the gun and aimed it at my head again.

"Don't, please." He begged.

"You let me go without saying another word or I pull the trigger right here." I said sternly.

Tears filled his eyes, a few seconds later he nodded his head.

I dropped the gun at his feet and left.

Harry's P.O.V.

I picked up the gun and pulled the trigger.

"I knew it!" I yelled.

She didn't load the gun, she just did it enough to scare me. She was long gone. She left about 20 minutes ago. I sat there and sobbed for 20 minutes and didn't even try to go after her. I'm such an idiot!

I called Gemma.

"Harry? How's Emma?" Gemma said.

"Gone" I replied.

"What?! She's dead?!"

"No, Gemma, she left... to get revenge with her father and to keep us safe."

"No, no, no! This is bad!"

"You don't think I know that?!" I yelled, feeling rage build up inside of me.

"Okay, well, we leave her alone."

"We what?! How is that gonna help us?!"

"It won't help us, it will help her."

Gemma hung up the phone before I could question her.

Emma's P.O.V.

"You found me."

"And I'm guessing you care?" I asked gritting my teeth.

"I'm Jonny Crystal, not Jonny appleseed, sweetheart. Of course I care!"

"I came to give you this." I pulled out a diamond ring and gave it to Jonny.

"Your mothers wedding ring. Why would I want this?"

"I want it to bring the devil out of you. I know your still my father, and I know there's still some good left in you."

"Wrong! Sweetheart, I killed your mother." He said and threw the ring on the ground.

I took a step back as he pulled out a knife.

"And I shall kill you the same way I killed your mother." He said edging toward me.

"Do it, I dare you." I said putting my nose in the air and closing my eyes tight.

"Oh, you're not the weakling I thought you were. This will make this so much easier."

He was right above me now, his aim toward my stomach.

"Goodbye." I said.

I waited, but nothing happened. Then I heard a bang and I quickly opened my eyes.

"You're alive. Nice to see you again, Emma. You've grown up to be a fine young lady."


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