While that little blonde kid was calling for help I went downstairs. I looked over to see that Jay and Anne were still passed out. My plan is working quite well.
I retreated up the stairs and the kid was coming from where the phone was.
“Everything all set?” I asked him as I was leading him out the door.
“Yes thank you.”
“No problem.” I slammed the door, now let’s get this going.
I walk into the guest room where the freaks are; I barge in and see them fast asleep in tangled limbs.
“GET THE FUCK UP.” Harry jumps up and fell out of the bed. I kicked him to have him get up, just as I was about to have my plan unfold the door bell rings. “Just in time; DON’T MOVE.”
I walk to the door and open it to reveal Bob, (a/n: always has to be Bob, Bob is mean.) the man who I sold the freak to.
“I’ve been expecting you. Come on in.” I moved out of the way and I let him in the house.
“So, your plan how are we doing this?”
“I know Louis is going to be hard to move, so I’m going to do something where he can’t resist coming with you.”
“But, how will it work?”
“Just watch.” I turned and led him to the guest room.
I walked to the room and Harry was still on the floor, perfect.
“So, Louis this is Bob, the man who bought you.”
“I’m not going anywhere without Harry.” He said quietly.
“That’s what I thought. Bob hold him down, I’m going to make him go.” Bob goes over and holds down him down, and then I turn to Harry. “If you don’t go, I guess I will just have to do something to little Harry here,” Saying as I trailed my finger down the side of his face.
“What are you going to do to him?” Louis asked hastily.
“Well, I know he’s the top in your relationship, so let’s see how he is as the bottom for a change.”
“You. Fucking. Sick. Pig. You deserve to be in jail, and rot in hell you dirty fucking bastard!” Lou said thrashing in Bobs (a/n: I’m sorry using Bob, I just…Hahaha) arms only making him hold him tighter.
“Then GIVE UP!”
“I WON’T EVER FUCKING GIVE UP YOU SICK BASTARD!” (A/n: OHHH STORY TITLE)
“So you would rather let me rape your boy toy?”
“No, because…” before he was able to say something someone barged into the room.
“FREEZE. LET GO OF THE BOYS AND STEP AWAY FROM THEM.” I turn to see 5 police officers surrounding the room.
Bob let go of Louis and put his hands up and stepped backward.
I just laughed; I’m not giving up that easy. They don’t know I still have the gun in my pants.
I sneakily grab it and force Harry to his feet and press it to his temple.
“DROP THE GUN AND LET GO OF THE BOY!” They charged their weapons; I’m not giving up without a fight.
“If you don’t lower your guns I will shoot him.” I said as I backed out of the room. Harry was stumbling and trying to get out of my grip, tears were streaming down his face like a river. But I don’t care; he’s my ticket out of here.
I turn around and lead him out the door; I open it up and well shit.
“Luke Tomlinson drop the boy.” The officer said through the megaphone. I put the gun harder into his skull and Harry froze in place.
A gunshot was heard from inside the house.
The shot ripped through his stomach at max speed, he drops his gun and Harry scurries away from him.
Blood gushed out of Luke’s mouth and before he dropped he turned and looked at his killer in the eye.
“See you in hell.” He falls to floor in his untimely death.
But, who killed him?
None other than, the hybrid boy himself, Louis.
He somehow got out of the bed, grabbed an officer’s gun and hobbled to the door. He held the gun up and shot him with no second thought.
As soon as Luke fell to the ground, he drops the gun and attempts to run to a hysterical Harry.
The attempt rape.
I attempted to run to Harry who was on the floor in the fetal position rocking back and forth. I drop down to the floor as swiftly as possible and I take him into my arms and position him the best I can on my lap.
I just let him cry, and I start crying.
“Shhh…you’re safe, no one will ever hurt us.” He looks up to me and says something I couldn’t quite catch through his tears. I cocked an eyebrow in confusion.
He clears his throat, “Did you mean what you said back there?”
“That you’ll never give up?”
“Harry, I won’t ever give up,” I said looking right into his eyes. His eyes changed color green; they were as bright as can be. They showed the hope and love that we both deserve from all this.
“Kitten, I won’t ever give up either. I love you too much.” He presses his lips to mine. Once he did, nothing else mattered to the world.
Someone coughed and we broke away, “Sorry to interrupt, but we need to take you to the hospital and get you out of the cast.” Harry gets up and picks me up bridal style and I rest my head in his shoulder.
I look around at the crowd and someone comes running over, Niall.
“THANK YOU! THANK YOU!” Harry screamed to Niall.
“No problem, glad you’re ok; Lou nice aim.”
“Thanks.” We all laugh.
Niall told us he’ll meet us at the hospital. I look over Harry’s shoulder and see our mothers being put in ambulances.
Harry sets me on the gurney, and right before he gets in a car pulls up. Out comes my father with little Liam trailing behind him. He comes straight to us and attacks me in a bone crushing hug, finally the family I deserve. Then I feel little hands pulling on my shirt, I pull away and I see a glassy eyed Liam.
“Loueey.” He said without stuttering, I picked him up and placed him on my chest and his hugged me as tight as his little arms let him. I kissed his forehead, the ambulance doors closed and we were off to the hospital.
“Dad you never told me, how don’t you have the ears and tail?”
“Well years ago for their protection right when children turn 13 they would get a surgery to have them removed. But the hissing and purring will never go away.”
“And I thought that hybrids change at 13 not born like it?”
“Well you see the thing is, when you have two cat hybrid genes everything will work out once the child turns 13. But, if you were to mix two different hybrid genes they will be born automatically show it. Little Liam here is Luke’s son and his mother had the dog hybrid gene, which is dominant over the cat, thus producing a baby who came out with ears, a tail and who can’t talk properly.”
I just nodded in understanding.
I turned to Harry, who was still crying, and I took his hand and threaded my fingers with his.
Finally things are looking up.