November 25th, 2009; A Few Hours Before The Infamous Blood Bath
Harry had ran to his car, and went home after his dispute with Liam. He knew he had to go tell Heather, let her know what the hell was going on. So he got up on Thanksgiving Day, And drove as fast as he could, not caring if the police chased after him or not. He wanted to be home with his family for thanksgiving, but some wishes can't always be fulfilled. His blood was boiling; he could feel a pit of rage light in him. It was a warm and welcoming feeling, a feeling he hadn't felt before. Almost as if it was beyond anger.
He reached the hideout and barged in the door. All the crew mates were waving at him, but quickly stopped when they saw the cold expression he was wearing. They moved out of his way, as loud footsteps could be heard. Harry was furious.
Harry reached the main quarter and pushed the doors open. What was revealed behind that door, was Heather and a man that looked familiar to Harry.
"Oh Harry, what are you doing here? I thought you were with your family for Thanksgiving." Heather asked, turning around.
"I was, until I remembered I had some important information that you needed to know." Harry let out.
"Alright, but before you tell me that information, I have some news for you." Heather smiled.
"Can it wait?" Harry rolled.
"No." Heather smirked. "Anyway, this is Mitch; I know he probably looks familiar to you."
"Yea, so what?" Harry sighed.
"He's your replacement." Heather said.
"Replacement? Heather what are you talking about? I thought it was just the two of us, always and forever?" Harry said shaking.
"Yes...yes we were, but you betrayed me. I was your only friend; you promised not to love anybody else." Heather said, getting closer to Mitch.
"Betrayed you how? I talk to nobody but you, I gave you my Entire LIFE! Did you not notice that? I let you fill my head with your beliefs, Hell I became this emotionless man because you WANTED me too!" Harry yelled, causing Heather to take a step back.
"Harry, I did nothing but fix you. I helped you become a greater person because I saw your potential. I saw something more extravagant." Heather said.
"You did nothing but hurt me...broke me of all my morals, and in the end; did nothing but replace me..." Harry said, reaching for his gun; cased away in his back pocket.
"Sorry babe, that's just the way life goes." Heather nodded.
With that Harry didn't hesitate to shoot her, in her stomach twice. He walked over to her, pushed her down; exposing the blood gushing from her wound. Heather whimpered Out her last sentenced; which was:
"Harry I always loved you.."
"NO YOU DON'T! YOU NEVER LOVED ME HEATHER! I WAS JUST A TOY THAT YOU DIDN'T WANT ANYMORE!" He screamed.
Mitch had came behind Harry saying, "Harry Calm Down Man, It's-"
That's all that could be heard before Harry Shot Mitch, until the gun ran out of bullets.
This exact moment was Harry's breaking point. He threw the empty gun on the floor, and crashed onto it. He pounded on the ground screaming why? why did he even join? why did he even participate? why was he even still alive? He sobbed in the empty room, until his eyes began to hurt.
At that moment Harry had decided that he wouldn't show any emotion to anybody, he wouldn't love anyone again, and most importantly; he wouldn't trust again.
If only he knew what was soon to come. It would do nothing but test the patience that he barely even had.
(A/N It's the Consistency for me! I'm so excited to be finally letting you guys in on what actually started the whole Liam vs. Harry Thing! Also this is a more descriptive version to Harry's flashback! New Chapters will be out, so please look forward to it! I cherish you guys and as always thank you for the support! Excuse any typos Until next time...PEACE!)
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