Okay, so I might start trying to update twice a week depending on how much time I have to update. It all just depends. I love you all so much, and thank you so much for taking time to read my fanfic even tho it isn't that good, but I promise it will eventually get better! Anyways, enjoy the new chappie! 😊

BTW-P.S: I will have some POV's (point of views) in this chappie. Enjoy!

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Harry's POV

I've never felt so bad for someone in my life as I do for Carrie-Lee right now. No one deserves to go through anything like this, let alone a fourteen year old girl! As she tells me her story, I can't help but shed a few tears. The poor girl has had so much happen to her, and I just wish there was something more I could do.

I watch her sleep silently snuggled into my chest. She looks so peaceful sleeping, but I know in the inside, and currently on the outside, she's a broken girl with a horrible past. I don't know exactly what all has happened, but I won't ask her until the time seems right.

I feel my eyes slowly start to close, so I lean back onto the pillows of the small hospital bed and drift off into a temporary sleep.

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Carrie-Lee's POV

I'm running in complete darkness. I can hear voices all around me. I'm trying to get away from them, but they get louder everywhere I go. I am trying my best to see, but everything is too dark. I run faster, but my foot trips over something and I fall hard to the ground. I make contact with what feels like concrete, and everything is burning hot. My skin is in searing pain. I try to move, but I'm stuck on the ground. I see a tall figure come out of the darkness.

It's Dave. I am struggling even more to stand up now, but my skin is burning like I've been placed in hot tar. I scream, but all Dave does is stand there and evilly laugh at me. He makes his way over to where I am, smirking.

"I told you no one loves you. All you are is stupid, fat, worthless... No one cares about you. You deserve to die."

I helplessly lay on the burning hot ground and scream out to him, "You're wrong! Harry cares about me! He promised to protect me no matter what!"

Then Dave laughed even louder.

"Stupid girl," he bellowed at me, "If he cared so much about you, then why isn't Harry here now?"

My lungs are burning along with the rest of my body. I try to scream Harry's name, but nothing comes out of my mouth. Tears fall down my face, but then I hear a familiar someone calling my name.

"Carrie-Lee!", it yells out, "Carrie-Lee! Wake up! You're having a bad dream! Please, please wake up!"

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Harry's POV

I wake up to a blood curtling scream.

"HARRY! HARRY! PLEASE, HARRY! HELP ME! PLEASE!!"

Carrie-Lee is kicking and screaming and tears are all over her face. I try to wake her up, but to no avail, she only continues to kick and scream.

I plead with her to wake up.

"Carrie-Lee!", I yell, "Carrie-Lee! Wake up! You're having a bad dream! Please, please wake up!"

After a few moments, her eyes flutter open and she stops her rapid kicking and screaming. She looks at me with wide, terrified eyes, which eventually flood with relief.

"Harry..." she whispers, barely audible.

She wraps her arms around me and cries into my shirt. For awhile I don't know what to do, until eventually I wrap my arms around her and whisper soothing things into her ear. I rock her back and forth until she eventually calms down.

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Carrie-Lee's POV

The darkness fades away and I see light. I flutter my eyes open to see who is calling my name. My eyes are blurry from all the tears, so I wait for my vision to clear. When it does, I see someone I thought was gone forever. Harry.

"Harry..." I whisper, barely audible.

I can't believe he is actually here. I wrap my arms around him and I break down into tears for the hundredth time today. The dream was too much for me to handle, breaking me even more than I already was. All I want to do now is hold onto him and never let go. I don't want him to leave me like everyone else.

He whispers soothing things into my ear, assuring me that everything is going to be alright. It was just a bad dream. He leans back away from me and looks me in the eyes.

"Do you want to talk about it, or is it too soon?" He asks me slowly.

I don't really ever want to talk about it, so I just shake my head no and leave it at that. I don't bother getting too comfortable because I know I won't be going back to sleep. I lean my head on Harry's chest and listen to the steady beat of his heart while he drifts off.

*Next Morning*

I don't sleep for the rest of the night, but Harry does. All I did was lean on his chest and listen to the sound of his faint snores as he slept. I wish I could sleep right now. I'm so tired, but I'm too afraid I'll have more nightmares. It's currently 9:17 A.M. and I haven't slept a wink. Harry stirs and his eyes flutter open. He looks at me for a short moment before giving me a faint smile.

"Good morning, love," he says happily.

I only look at him, admiring his beautiful, sparkling green eyes. I wish I had eyes like that. He grins at me showing off his large dimples. Wait. DIMPLES?! I bolt upright and examine his face more closely. Harry's expression shifts to looking worried.

"Are you alright, love? Is there something on my face?" He asks me, panicking a bit.

"Yup."

To his utter surprise, I poke his dimples. He looks puzzled at first, but eventually laughs.

"What was that all about?" he smirks.

I smile and say, "I don't know... I just really, really love dimples. I've always had an obsession with them. My dad used to have them and I would poke them all the time."

He gives me a look of sympathy. I do miss my dad a lot, but I've always liked talking about all the good memories we had together. They help wash away the bad, even though they never completely disappear.

I keep poking his dimples, making him laugh harder and harder, which eventually sends me into a fit of giggles. I clutch my sides as they hurt. I cough uncontrollably and my sides burn. My eyes water at the pain. I stop laughing, my giggles replaced by quiet whimpers. Harry notices, and he gets up, walking out of the room to go get the doctor I assume. He comes back in followed by a tall, dark haired man, with pale skin and dark brown eyes.

"Hello, Carrie-Lee. I'm Dr. John Myers and I will be taking care of you while you stay at the hospital. You can call me Dr. John."

He seems really nice and he's polite, so I guess he'll be an okay doctor to deal with. He shakes my hand, giving me a small smile.

He cautiously asks, "Would you like to know your list of injuries?"

The question catches me off guard, but to be honest, I really do want to know. I nod my head yes and prepare myself for whatever he might say.

"Well," he began, "You have 4 broken ribs, a punctured lung, 32 bruises, 17 cuts, a three inch gash on the back of your head, and you lost an immense amount of blood, which we have successfully replaced by transfusion. Also, we will probably keep you for atleast another week or so, and then we'll go from there to see whether or not we will release you."

My mouth falls open in shock at the amount of injuries I have. It's the most damage I have ever knowingly had done to me. Dave has always made sure I wasn't sent to the hospital so no questions would be asked. Which makes me wonder about something...

"D-Doctor John," I stuttered, "W-Where are my step-parents?"

Harry looks at the floor. The doctor gives me a look of sympathy.

"W-What happened t-to them?" I ask, trying to hold back tears.

The doctor glances at Harry and he hesitantly nods his head. What are they not telling me?

"Please tell me! I have the right to know!" I scream at them.

Doctor John sighs.

He starts to speak. "Well.."

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HAHAHAHA! Cliffhanger! Don't you just love me so much? ☺ Ha, sorry. But this will just make you want me to update more. ;) I'm begging you to please, please, PLEASE vote and comment!! I need to know if my fanfic sucks or it's good or it's okay or whatever you think of it! Please!! Tell me what you think happened to Dave and Susan? Let. :) Me. :) Know. :) Please. :) I love you all so flackin much!! 😘😘😘 I need to come up with a good name for all my readers even though I don't really have that many. Give me some ideas! Whoever gives the best one gets a shout out! SHOUTOUT! (Haha, see what I did there?) I know, I'm weird, ha. Anyways!..sorry for such a long authors note! Hope you enjoyed the chappie! :)