Broken and Shattered

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6. Chapter Five

Abby panicked, fixing her blouse. The two teens stood in front of Harry's house, both of them nervous. Harry knew his mum would embarrass him, and he wasn't so sure his mum would let Abby stay. Harry sighed, unlocking the door.

"Mum, I'm home!" Harry yelled. Abby stood behind Harry, taking in her surroundings. A woman no older than 40 appeared in the threshold.

"Hi, Harry." The woman smiled, pulling Harry in for a hug. Anne noticed the lady standing awkwardly behind her son and she pulled away, her eyes never leaving Abby's stomach.

"Harry, who's the beautiful girl?" Anne smirked, glancing at her son.

"Uh, mum this Abby. Abby this is my mum." He introduced. Anne smiled at Abby and pulled her into a hug. Abby was shocked, but wrapped her arms around Anne's waist.

"Nice to meet you, Mrs. Styles." Abby greeted after they pulled away.

"Please, call me Anne, dear. Come sit." Anne grinned.

"Thank you." She murmured. Abigail sat down next to Harry and pulled her foot toward her, tucking it under her leg.

"If you don't mind me asking, but are you pregnant?" Anne asked.

"Yes, I am." Abby answered shyly.

"Father?" Anne wondered.

"No, I was, uh, I was raped a while ago." Abby frowned, playing with her fingers.

"Oh my, I'm so sorry," Anne apologized. "How are you dealing with this?"

"Um, I'm not. It's hard, but it definitely had something to do with my father." Abby said, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

"What do you mean?"

"My father abused me, but he never forced me to do it with him. He said he knew I was a virgin, but I wouldn't be for long. When he said it to me, I didn't think anything of it, but now I know that it was his fault."

"So your father paid someone to rape you?" Harry seethed.

"I think so." Abby sighed. Harry looked at Abby, pain in his eyes. He didn't know how she could be so strong living with this.

"Hey, it's okay. I'm glad I'm having a baby. I just wish I picked who the Father was." Abby sighed, sitting closer to Harry. She wrapped her arms around his waist in comfort. Harry shifted his body so the two were laying down on the couch. Abby faced Harry and started to play with his curls. Anne smiled, leaving the room. Those two look so cute together. Anne thought to herself. She knew they would end up dating after a month of two. Harry smiled at Abby who was peacefully sleeping in his arms. He reached behind him for the old quilt and tossed it over himself and Abby. Harry's arm tightened around Abby waist as he fell asleep, the thought of Abby running through his mind.

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