~Brynn~

I was in so much pain. My throat hurt, my limbs ached, and I was extremely worn out. Not to mention the headache that's been brewing ever since Sam woke up. Watching Sam and Zayn kiss made my head hurt more... not in a bad way of course, but it was just kind of confusing. She never got close to anyone that quick before, and after the escapade with Jake... I would have thought she would have been terrified. But here she was, kissing Zayn. I had to admit though, strangely they did make a cute couple. The only thing that worried me is I barely even knew him... I mean, hell, we barely even knew any of them, and here we were completely smitten. Sad thing was, they were all smitten for Sam, while I was just the innocent younger sister that no one found attractive. Sam seemed flawless... her attitude, her looks, her smarts, she was like a freaking dream to all guys. No wonder Jake went all crazy about loosing her. Sam and Zayn stopped their kiss, and I found myself smirking at her, giving her a look that said "We are gonna talk". She gave me an innocent smile back and I couldn't help but train my eyes Harry's way. He was watching Sam, a large smile on his face, and then all the sudden our eyes met and I found myself averting my gaze away. I needed to get out of this place... I needed air. I had no idea where we were gonna stay. Certaily not home.... and I doubt the boys want us staying here. First of all, we needed clothes, our toothbrushes, and other stuff. So... the choice was... we needed to go home and grab our things. Well, I was gonna go grab them. No way in hell was I going to let Sam go. Dad hurt her, he never put a hand on me, so therefor I was safer than her. So with a cute smile, I turned to her "We're gonna talk... but not right now." I told her.

"Where are you going?" Her eyes narrowed.

"To take a walk." I lied.

"Need some company?" She asked in a sweet voice.

"No." I answered a little to fast and I mentally kicked myself. "I need to clear my head."

She looked skeptical, but she nodded "Alright, be careful. Jake might still be lurking."

I nodded and walked out quickly, dismissing myself.

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The walk to my house was long and boring... my legs started to become sore. As I rounded our street corner, I thanked the lord as I noticed their car was gone. Quickly I rushed inside. I ran into my room and grabbed onto my black and blue duffle bag, stuffing it full with anything my hands grabbed onto, mostly clothes and other important stuff to me. As I walked out, I saw that Sam's door was slightly cracked, so slowly, I eased my way to her room, and when I opened her door fully, my breath caught my throat.

Dad was sitting on her bed, a picture in his hand. I instantly recognized it. It was the summer of 2007, and we went on our first family camping trip. It was so fun... everyone laughing, playing, eating S'mores. It seemed like nothing could ever go wrong. "Daddy?" I croaked.

"Where's Sam?" He asked, his eyes snapping up to meet mine.

What is his deal with Sam?! His gray eyes looked red and blood shot like he hadn't eaten or slept in days. "She's.... somewhere safe." No way in hell was I telling him where

He sighed, and I suddenly saw him take his right hand out from behind his back. My breath hitched in my throat as I saw a huge black hand gun resting in his grip. "I need her." He growled.

I slowly dropped my duffle bag and held my hands up, showing him that I wasn't going to try anything. "Dad... your drunk." I informed him.

"No shit!" He snapped and I flinched, stumbling back "Having you girls screwed up my life!" he was now waving the gun towered me and I felt at any moment that gun was gonna fire. "Your both a waist of fucking space!"

"Please." I pleaded. This was such a bad idea... and I know that now "What are you going to do with the gun?" I was terrified to know the answer.

"I'm gonna end what should have ended a long time ago." He pointed the gun at me.

"Please think this through! What'll mom think?!" My words came out as fumbled messes, and I couldn't quite get my mind to work right.

"She left... the bitch is gone." He smirked like he was happy she was away.

I heard him cock the gun, and I squeezed my eyes shut. This was it... this was the time I had made the wrong move. The shot echoed threw the house and what I barely noticed was a body crashing into me, pushing me away from the firing gun. I felt the bullet skim my arm and I let out a cry as my body landed with a dull thud on the floor. I opened my eyes to see nothing but green. My eye sight was blurry, but I could definitely tell it was two bright green eyes.

Harry?

What the hell is he doing here?

Where am I?

What's happening?

Why do I hurt?

My head hurt the worst, and I felt something wet and sticky flow from it. I had hit my head on the floor... and I knew that the bullet had missed a main artery... but it had hit my arm. Slowly I felt dizzy, and I had the strong urge to sleep. My eyes fluttered close and the last thing I heard was a voice calling out to me.

"BRYNN!"

Notes

Sorry everyone... both Beau and I have been sick and our computers have been screwing up. Sooooo it's been awhile. But here you go. Adds some excitement into your lives xD I was getting all pumped up writing this! Holy hell! Well anywhore... hope you liked it! Beau is writing next I think... so that'll be exciting :P

Bye lovlies!

~Madi~