Pieces H.S

Chapter 17

Song: we must be killers by Mikky Ekko
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12 years ago
Harry

I roll around in this bed. This isn't my bed. I just can't sleep here.
I can remember everything. The way my mom screamed. The man that got me out. And then the fire.

"Harry" I can hear his voice again.

I roll over to the side hiding under my blanket. I wasn't scared of him but I just didn't feel comfortable around him.

He comes inside the room.
"Come downstairs, Breakfast"  he says, not even bothering to enter the room.

I walk down, the stairs cracking before I stop right in front of the kitchen table.

"When can I see my parents?" I ask.

I have a feeling I will never see them again.

They didn't tell me anything. But I know what I saw. I know why I'm not in the hospital anymore.

He looks over to the woman next to him. She looks uncomfortable too.

"We are your parents now. We are responsible. We are your family. And family is everything" He says holding on to my shoulder.

He moves me over to sit down on one of the chairs.
I didn't feel like eating, but I know it's impolite so I take a few bites before I wait for them to finish.

„Already done ?" he asks.

I nod.

„You can go if you want to" he says, bringing the beige coffee cup up to his mouth.

I don't hesitate, getting up and walking up to the stairs to what I think is my new room now.

I sit back down on the bed with the plain white bedsheets.
This room wasn't like my room at home at all. Everything smells clean and, just not like a home.

I can't stop thinking about my parents.
I feel like screaming, crying but I can't do any of this.

Those people here, I just don't have a Good feeling being around them.

I shut my eyes, closing them as shut as I can, just hoping I could drift off to sleep.

I walk over into the bathroom. It's the same as the rest of this house, white, clean, perfect.

I stand still in front of the window that's giving a few over the big garden, that was the first thing I noticed when I came here-

What's that?

I stare into the lonely light, far out at the end of the garden.
But it's not only the light, there is a figure next to it.
Was this Nathaniel?

I stay frozen, my sight staying glued to what I'm seeing.
What was he doing out there in the middle of the night?

A shower runs down my back, goosebumps building all over my body when his large body turns around and his eyes meet mine. Even though he was that far away, I knew he saw me.

And now I'm not uncomfortable anymore,
Im terrified.

I've seen enough horror movies, I know what happens next.

I run out of the bathroom, back into my room, sitting in front of the door.
I run over to my jacket, searching out that piece of paper hidden in my pocket.