In The Crowd

"That's not my problem"

My heart collapsed. How could he say that? The Harry I had gotten to know wouldn't say that to me. I slammed his door with all my force. I walked away in the opposite direction and trudged my way. I took this opportunity to clear my head of all the things that have weighted me down. As I continued to walk,a blue Honda pulled up beside me.

A girl with blonde hair and black, wide framed glasses, spoke up first.
"Do you need a ride?"

"Ummmm sure."

I clicked open the door and hopped into the passenger seat. I made myself comfortable and adjusted my weight to lean against the door in attempt to hold my eyes open.

"I'm Myah. That's Caroline in the back."

"Sup." This "Caroline" seemed cool. She had brown hair and purple glasses. Why is everyone blind these days. I mentally laughed at my own joke. Pathetic.

"So. Do you have a house. Or you just along for the ride." Myah joked.

"Haha. Well, I live on 289 Crafter rd. It's up here on the right." I pointed in the direction of the exit to my house.

As we pulled up in the driveway, I grabbed my purse and phone and stood up out of the car. The wind greeted me bitterly, chewing and nipping at my uncovered skin.

"We are going to the mall this saturday, you should come with us."

"Yea sure! I'll just give you my number!"

I put my number into her phone and made my way up to my house. I slid my key into the lock and opened my door. The warm air greeted me and soothed me instantly. The foreign smell was inviting yet not the same. I wished so badly for the vanilla aroma that veered off of his body like heat onto mine. I miss my favorite melody that made my world spin. My mom wasn't home, I assumed she was at work. I reluctantly walked up my stairs on my way to my room. Before I could get there, I heard a knock at the door.

Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock The knocking wouldn't stop and I became annoyed.

" I'm fucking coming!" I screamed. The lack of my mother's presence disabled my filter.

I opened the door and stood cold, frozen. I backed away and took small, slow steps. I made a run for my bathroom, knowing there was a window in there. He chased after me. I ran into the bathroom, and quickly opened my window. I got halfway out until Aaron pulled my by my ankles back into the bathroom. I hit my head on the tile and blood streamed. He yanked me up by my blood- drenched hair.

"You thought you could escape me? Me?"

He punched, slapped, and kicked me in my face. Blood gushed from every inch of my face.

"Fucking talk!"

I couldn't. He wouldn't let me. The blows overpowered every inch of my limp body. This only mad him more angry. He was furious. He let up and allowed me to fall face- first onto my once white bathroom tile. My back was facing the doorway. He sent a kick into my stomach and that was enough to send me flying into my room. I slammed my head into the side of my bead frame. The only thing that was hitting my face now, was his hard, cold, foot. He didn't stop. He is going to kill me. I was on the edge of life. Another knock at the door. Hope overcame me. I yelped out,"Help me!" He kicked one last time, and ran out of my room, onto my balcony. "I'll see you later, beautiful."

I went limp and I caught sight of the person I wanted moments ago. I was just too close to dying to where I didn't even care anymore.

"Oh My God! Elizabeth! Baby! Please talk to me!" Harry yanked my limp body into his and hug me close. I felt his cold, salty tears on my bloody, lifeless face. I opened me swollen eyes and saw my angel.

"Baby, I love you. Please don't go!" Harry pleaded.


Then everything went black.

Notes

Hey guys! sorry i haven't updated lately. oops. Shout out to Myah and Caroline who are my actual best friends in my real life. xoxo.


welcome^^ :) Love yah! <3