4. Tearing The House Apart Pt. 2
"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.
I quickly followed him and stood behind him as he continued to search my room."Not Here."He continued grunting as he looked through my drawers of my clothes I had mange to carry while I was on the streets."Harry! I'm telling you! It's not here!"I yelled."Not Here My Ass."He replies smirking."Devil."I muttered."I heard that."He said as he continued to look.
He then reached his hand underneath the drawer I had hid it in."Aha!"He said pulling it out."Really?I thought you didn't have it sweetheart."He said crossing his arms smirking.He then hit me with his fist to my head with sent me to the floor.I winced as I tried to get up.He was about to take another blow at me with his fist when someone yelled "Stop!Harry your hurting her!" I looked to my side to see...
Cliffhanger hehehe, sorry it was so short!!!!