Lost In Your Eyes: Ch. 3 CHAPTER 3: KNOW YOU -Harry- She's cute but definitely not what I expected. "Yea about that, I don't want to force you through that." Mostly to see other girls, I thought. "Because you want to see other girls, because you don't think I can handle you." She started reaching for my hand. She read my mind. "How---" she cut me off. "Because I know what type of guy you are and clearly you will never be a real adult." She actually insulted me. "Feisty I like that and just to make it clear, I am who I am and if you got a problem with that love, well your stuck with me." I took a sip of wine and put it down. -Jennifer- I know exactly who he is. He's one of those guys who gets whatever and whoever they want. He doesn't know the meaning of love, unless its sex, I'm sure he's good at that. "Ha, stuck with you, never in my #life time." I bursted with laughter. "You don't know me darling, I might surprise you!" he smirked at me and stood up dropping 200 dollar bills on the table and walked out. I got home and was thinking about what happened and trying to figure out who that guy in the limo was. I hope my dad doesn't burst into my room. I heard someone yelling and it sounded like my mom. I jumped off my bed and ran for me find the location of her screaming. I turned around the corner and saw my dad and mom. "You stupid bitch, she will marry Harry no matter what!" my mom was on the floor crying in pain. "She doesn't deserve you!" She coughed with blood splattering the floor. I walked in and yelled, "leave her alone!" all eyes were on me. "oh look who's here to save the day!" he just wouldn't shut up. "Honey, go... GO!" she coughed again. "Im not leaving or marrying Harry!" I leaned in to reach my mom. Dad yanked her by the hair pulling her up. "STOP!" I started hitting him but he was like twice my size. He dragged her into the kitchen. "Either you marry Harry or your mother dies!" he grabbed a sharp knife. "honey do---" he held her throat and tightened it so she couldn't talk. "Fine, just let her go." I try to grab her. "Hold up, she will be held in the cell in the basement until you marry him and its legal in the documents!" I look at her and nods up and down. After I nod he brings her downstairs and I slide down the cabinets and hold my knees and start crying. See, he isn't really my dad. My mom had me believing he was until I was 18 and once I knew he got even more strict. Its weird because its like I am the key to something. My real dad died 2 months before I was born. My mom met my fake dad at a business meeting and well they hit off. Once he got his business going using all my moms money he got rich and richer and even more richer. My mom had no money so we lived off of him. As soon as he realized the agreement between my moms business and his business that she gets triple the money she gave him. He forced her to do things no one could even imagine. Well people could, but I doubt they want to. I surely don't want to. Now all I can think of is Harry, mom and my fake dad.