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□ THIRTY- FOUR □

"So, are we playing the good cop, bad cop?" I asked as Michael and I walked towards his office.

"No, bad cop, silent cop, you will be silent and I will be bad" he replied, shooting me a smile.

"Fine" I breathed out as nerves overtook me.

Michael stopped at his door and looked at me. "Are you sure you want to do this? I cannot assure you I will be the nice guy you think I am" he asked.

I studied his eyes. "I can do this, have faith" I said, slowly.

He nodded and took a deep breath, opening the door.

"About fucking time" a voice said as Michael stepped through.

I followed him and saw Kyle stand up from Michael's desk. "Wait, you brought her here? Are you insane?" Kyle asked, looking at me in horror.

My eyes weren't on him but on the man tied up to a chair in the middle of the office. His head hung low and short breaths came from his nose.

"It's fine Kyle, I've already made my peace with her being here" he replied, sounding like he hadn't at all made peace with it.

In the time they had spoken, I had walked iver to my ex, staring at him. I was angry. He deserved to be tied up like this, he deserved to be hurt. Using one hand, I gently tilted his head back. His eyes were closed and swollen as though he'd already been punched. "You son of a bitch" I whispered.

"Hope" Kyle and Michael said gently, making me look at them.

"Come away from him" Michael said, before glancing at Kyle.

I let go of Harry, glancing at him again and walked back over to Kyle. Michael sighed, pouring a glass of water. He glanced at me as if he was deciding something.

He strode over to Harry and stood firm in front of him. "Has he named anyone yet?" Michael asked suddenly.

"No, just keeps saying stuff like they will hunt you down and kill you and her, I believe he did mention that he was a powerful man" Kyle replied, glancing at me for a second.

I watched Michael as he tensed. "Let's find out, shall we?" He asked, before throwing the water at Harry.

He woke with a start and fought against his bonds. "Good Morning Mr Davidson, are you well rested?" Michael asked calmly.

"Good to see you're back, how did telling Hope that you hurt people go? Has she left you yet?" Harry bit back, quite obviously not seeing me.

Michael moved a little and Harry's eyes landed on me. "I don't know, why don't you tell me?" Michael said, a satisfying smile on his face.

"You, but.." he stuttered, his eyes widening as he saw me.

I tilted my head. "Hello Harry" I said, before glancing at Michael.

"You see, she didn't run from me like you predicted, in fact, I believe that she finds it.. what's the word you used?" Michael asked, looking back at me.

"Sexy" I replied.

Harry sputtered. I heard Kyle snigger as he sat next to me. "You're perfectly okay with dating a guy who hurts people for money but you absolutely hated me" Harry replied, not even looking at Michael anymore.

"My method is a little unorthodox but he hurts criminals and people who actually deserve it" I replied.

Harry smirked. "Is that what you think?" He asked.

Before he could say another word, Michael had his mouth shut and squashed underneath his hand. He leaned closer. "You're going to tell me who hired you or I swear to god, I will kill you" he threatened lowly.

I watched my ex squirm. "I'm not going to ask again, tell me!" Michaek snapped before pulling away.

I winced and looked away as Michael's fist cracked across Harry's face. "Maybe we could try another method" Kyle suggested.

The look Michael gave him was murderous and I  stared at Michael, now understanding why he didn't want me here. But I didn't shy away.

"You broke into Hope's office and you were searching for something, what!" Michael asked, turning back to my ex.

Still, Harry said nothing.

I frowned. "Michael" I said softly.

"What!" Michael exploded, turning around to face me.

His face softened immediately. "Sorry" he said quickly.

I took a deep breath. "Can I try?" I asked, glancing between the two friends.

They shared a glance before Kyle shrugged. "Are you sure?" Michael asked, peering at me.

I nodded. They shared another glance before Michael sighed and stepped back. "I'm going to regret this" he muttered.

I stood up, walking over to my ex slowly. His eyes watched me. "Harry, please make this easier for us and you don't have to get hurt" I said.

I heard Kyle hush Michael. Harry said nothing. "We can do this the easier way, or we can do this the hard way" I said, my voice more firm.

Still nothing. "The hard way it is" I replied, walking over to Michael's desk.

I grabbed his chair and pulled it over to Harry's chair, sitting on it back to front. "You realise I have years of pent up anger and disgust for you and I won't hold back..are you sure you wsnt to remain silent?" I asked.

"Do your worst, bitch" Harry spat.

I smiled and realised for the first time that I felt like I was being myself. That I finally get to get all that anger out of my system. I pulled his hand towards me. 

"What are you doing?" I heard Michael ask.

I turned my head to look at him. "You know hoe you told me, you didn't want me to see your dark side?" I asked, my hand tightening around one of Harry's fingers.

"Yes" Michael replied confused.

"Maybe you should leave, because you're about to get introduced to my dark side" I replied as I felt something pass over me.

Quick like a brown fox, I snapped Harry's finger back and he screamed out in pain. Kyle flinched but no emotion showed across Michael's face.

I turned back to Harry. "Tell me who you're working for" I growled.

"Fuck you!" He yelled.

I shook my head and moved to another finger, snapping that back too. His screams sounded beautiful and the thought of myself being insane suddenly crossed my mind. "Tell me who you're working for!" I yelled.

"Never!" Harry screamed out.

I snapped another finger and I felt rage boiling within my veins. "You hurt me, you punched me and kicked me, you knocked me out and screamed at me, this is what you deserve, you sick son of a bitch! Tell me who you're working for!" I yelled again..

He screamed again as I broke another finger. "You want to know something sick! I still wanted your love and affection night after night when you would rape me and beat me up, leaving me to defend myself in my own pool of blood!" I yelled, standing up and pushing the chair back.

"Hope" I heard a calm voice.

Michael was trying to bring me back but I was too far gone. I dropped Harry's hand and curled my fist.
I had never loved the sound of crunching bones until I realised it was me hurting Harry.

"Jesus, Kyle get her out of here" I heard someone say.

Tears filled my eyes and I punched him again. "I hate you! I hate you!" I kept yelling.

I was blinded by rage and shame. He had used and abused me. He had to pay. "Hope, stop it, Hope please.. you have to stop" I heard someone whisper.

I turned around, my eyes wide, wild and the shock coursed across Michael's and Kyle's face. Michael came closer, holding out his hand. "Don't slip into this person, you are not a killer Hope, you're sweet and kind.. a kindred spirit and I love you, come back to me" Michael said calmly.

"He raped me, he tortured me, he deserves to die!" I cried out as tears fell down my cheeks.

"And I agree with you, one hundred percent, but I don't want you to lose your soul, you are good Hope, a good person" Michael said softly.

I dropped my arm and Michael's arms went around me, pulling my shaking body to his chest as I soaked his shirt in tears. "Take care of this Kyle, I need to make sure she's okay" I heard him mutter.

Kyle agreed and told us to go home. I kept my face hidden in Michael's shirt as he walked us out of his office and into the elevator. Silence filled the silver box. My hand clutched at his side, as if I was a child in trouble.

We walked out of the elevator and he guided me to his car. I said nothing and neither did he as I helped me into the car and did up my seatbelt.

Fresh, hot tears streames down my cheeks as he closed the door and walked around the car to the driver's side. "Hope?" He asked gently.

I didn't say anything. "I can't imagine what you've been through or what you're thinking but just know that I've always got your back" he said gently.

I lifted a hand to wipe at my eyes. "I'm sorry" I choked out.

I turned my head to look at him but he shook his head. "You have no need to be sorry, I was stupid to let you do that and I should've known..." he trailed off.

I looked down at my hands in shame. "You think I'm a monster, don't you?" I asked, my bottom lip trembling.

"No, I could never think of you like that, you are the bravest person I know and I love you all the more for it" he said.

I looked up, our eyes locking. "Let's go home, okay?" He asked gently.

I nodded in reply.

A/N

Welp. Hope got a bit carried away there but we all know Harry deserved it. But she dropped the final truth bomb, about Harry raping her.

It will be brought up again in the next chapter.

Please know, this chapter is not aimed to upset anyone.

Also, an incredible thank you to all my readers. I truly worship you all.

Love you all so much, Tavana xoxo

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