HARRY’S POV
“See ya!” I called over my shoulder to Niall as my shift finally ended. I pulled off my apron and headed out the door.
I headed behind the building, where my car was parked, and it was dark and quiet, which wasn’t out of the ordinary. It was an alley after all. I began to make my way to the parking area at the end of the alley, but something seemed wrong. Nothing stuck out or appeared to be wrong, but something felt off.
I quickened my pace, but it felt like someone was following me. I turned around to see someone in a dark hoodie walking towards me. I was almost at my car, then I’d feel safe again. I could hear the footsteps getting closer.
I shifted to a run as I reached my car. I opened the door, and the person grabbed my arm. I quickly pulled away, and jumped into the driver’s seat.
It wasn’t until I started driving that I felt the stinging on the arm that was grabbed. I examined my arm, and noticed a large gash. They had cut me.
They had a knife.
Someone was trying to kill me.
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ASPEN’S POV
I hadn’t moved from the bed when Harry got home. He went straight into the bathroom, which was right next to the bedroom.
He was in there for a while before he came into our bedroom. He laid down on the bed next to me, and pulled me against his torso. I hugged him close to me. I had needed his embrace all day, and it made me forget about what had happened for a moment, which only made it hurt worse when the memory came flooding back. I held back the sobs as tears escaped my eyes.
“I love you,” he whispered into my hair.
“I love you, too,” I croaked. He lifted his head, alarmed.
“What’s wrong?” he asked. Shit. He could tell I had been crying.
“Nothing’s wrong, baby,” I said in the cheeriest voice I could conjure up. I looked up at him and smiled, and kissed him. He pulled back instantly.
“Something is wrong.” He looked me right in the eyes, and I almost broke down, but I stayed strong.
“I’m fine, babe. Honest. I’m just tired is all,” he didn’t look convinced, but he dropped it. He looked back down at me, and pressed his warm lips against mine. Images of Aaron filled my head, and I jerked back. He looked at me, hurt and confused. I didn’t know what to do, so I faked a sneeze. He breathed a sigh of relief. I laid my head on his chest again and listened to his heart beat as he stroked my hair. I felt safe in his arms. I couldn’t tell him what had happened. Maybe someday it won’t hurt me anymore.
I was raped by my ex-boyfriend. In my own house.

Notes

WHAT?!?!?! WHO IS AFTER HARRY?!?! WHY WON'T ASPEN TELL HIM ABOUT AARON?!?! ARGH!!!!
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