Dark Inside (Sequel To Harry's Gift) Book II

He was the master and I was the puppet.He continued to order the puppet around.

Harry's back and found Francesca alone on the streets.This time he's angry.So angry that you could call it

His Revenge.

(Must Read Harry's Gift to understand it!)

When the days are cold
And the cards all fold
And the saints we see
Are all made of gold

When your dreams all fail
And the ones we hail
Are the worst of all
And the blood’s run stale

I wanna hide the truth
I wanna shelter you
But with the beast inside
There’s nowhere we can hide


3. Tearing The House Apart Pt. 1

Francesca's P.O.V

I saw many photos of Harry and I enjoying ourselves for many pages. He seemed to have a whole photo book with me. I kept flipping through the pages till I came to one with a bagge in it. I opened it to see a picture saying "Harry."  I looked on the card that said it was from someone named Anne. I then snook it in my pocket and put the photo book back. That will show him.

                                    After messing around for 4 hours I heard the door unlock. Shit. I looked around my surroundings. There were cheerios , magazines, and tampons everywhere. I then noticed the picture on the kitchen counter and hid it into my bra. I put my hands to my face as Harry walked in.

                                                "What the hell?" He asked looking at me. "U-uh, I was bored? "I replied unsure that he would buy it."Mhm, you do know your cleaning this up right?" He said looking directly at me. " Yeah..."I said starting to pick things up while fixing my bra making sure it was unnoticeable.

*70 minutes later*

                              Harry put his arms up on the couch yawning . "Babe, I'm going to go to bed, go to that white room once your done cleaning." He said while giving me a kiss then running up the stairs. "Night," I muttered. I sighed as I kept on cleaning the remaining cheerios on the floor. After I had finished, I had made my way back to the white room Harry had first set me in.

                                                                                                                                          I then took the picture and hid it underneath the dresser inside the plain room. I took it out again studied the picture closely before I hid it. It was Harry with an Older women who looked like him. They were both enjoying each other at a garden apparently. I then returned the picture to it's hiding spot. I began to undress myself and put baggy clothing that I found in the closet.

                                                                                                                           I snuggled myself into bed and pulled the sheets up to my cold body, and fell asleep.


*Next Morning*

                                                                "WHERE THE HELL IS IT!?" I awoke to Harry's screams. I quickly got myself up and started running towards the sound. I found Harry searching and pulling out cabinets. " What are screaming for?!"I asked. He then noticed me and got up to my face. " Francesca, have you seen a picture?" He asked glaring at me. "No why?" I lied. He then gave me the look saying I don't believe you.

                                                        "Really? So you don't mind me going through that room you slept in." He asked. I nodded knowing my ass is in trouble. He then started stomping upstairs to the room I slept in.



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