the begging
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p>That's it, show me show me how I hurt you use your fists to hurt me like I hurt you. He said sneer in his voice.
“I won't,” I told him.
“I won't use my fist to hit you, I will never use my body to hurt you or to draw blood from yours. You will never have me put my hands on you as you put your hands on me. I will never give you such absolution. I will use my words and and may my words stay with you. May they cut you deep, may they stay and hold you when all else is lost, may you always know that my trust in you was broken, and that you broke it, know that you are worthless to me that now you are nothing more than the man who attempted to kill me and the man who laughed as he spilled my blood, now you are no longer the man I love the man I love is dead and you are just a shadow if what he once was.”
I watched as he walked out and watched him leaving. Seeing Him leave was hard, but I think I always expected it. I think I was just waiting for it to happen after after what he did watching him move away from me hurt less than I did to see him stand in front of me. They say that you should go into a relationship with a 100 percent trust. I didn't. I could not give him all my trust and the trust that I gave him, he broke until as I watch him walk out the hotel room, my eye swollen shut the burn my lip from where he busted it, my breathe harsh and raspy from screaming. All like I think was I'm alive, I'm alive and I'm not sure what to do now.
I found out a month later of pregnant. When I found out I was tempted to go back to him, I was tempted to lay myself on his mercy to beg for the life of myself of my child. But I couldn't. I could not lay in front of him and begged for my life if he found me, he found me. If I die I die, but I would never go back, I would allow my child to raise some place where they questioned their worth or mine or the worth of any human being. No no I had to make sure that my child grew up in a place where they could be free to be a child to grow up. To make their own choices to be happy. I would not return to him he would not take my child from me.
9 months later.
At 9 month pregnant Harry was tired and sore all the time, he had started to notice a shift in his magic causing him to be unable to protect himself and his unborn child he decided to call the only person he knew would help him.
“Tony..”
Four days later one harry potter was on a plane to New York to stay with his cousin Tony Stark and his Mate Steve Rogers.