I enjoy the silence. Its so loud in my life now...
THIS STORY CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT, VOLIENCE , BLOOD AND SUICIDE TALK. AND SEXUAL ASSAULT TALKS
Who knew going to the store would make you disappear forever?
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I get out of bed swiftly and head over to Harrys room. I knock lightly on the door.
"Come in." I hear his deep muffled voice from the other side. I open the door, the room is dark apart from a small lamp next to his bed. i can see the back of Harrys head poked out from the bedsheet, I walk over to the other side of harry on his bed and sit on top of his covers. We sit in silence for a hot moment.
"Is everything alright?" I ask him while I play with the fluff on my clothes. i could feel his eyes on my body.
"No." He says in a quiet voice. I look at him, his green eyes stare right back at me.
"What's wrong." I turn my body slightly as I become more concerned about what is wrong.
"Your not under the blanket." he smiles at me with a dimply grin. I roll my eyes and scoot under the covers. I lay down on my back and look at the ceiling, Feeling more awkward than anything because I know he is staring at me. But I just can't look at him.
"Ive been in prison you know." His deep raspy voice speaks out of nowhere.
"Really? What for?" I turn on my side to face him. His eyes study my face like he is going to be tested on it, before he says anything me.
"Well, for attempted murder. But its not for what you would think it was for." He begins in a quiet tone, I don't react because he's killed people right in front of me in the past couple of days.
"Isnt that life in prison though?" I ask just as quiet, he nods. "That doesn't make sense. Did you break out or something?" I ask with slight confusion. He chuckles a little under his breath like the answer was obvious.
"No, not exactly anyway. The mafia men were able to get me out by paying off higher people." Harry explains.
"But why you though," I ask, He simply shrugs.
"I guess they needed some people. I started off as an associate but i got promoted to a soldier." He tells me while looking at my face.
"How do you get promoted?" I'm really curious about how harry actually got into the life he is in now. He laughs again.
"You have a lot of questions don't you babe?"
"Im curious," I state with a little smile on my face.
"Well, i guess i was good at my job." he shrugs again.
"I will have to do my own research then." i smile at him. We look at each other for what feels like forever.
"Are you okay? You are normally out by 9" Harry breaks the eye contact again by asking me another question.
"I just keep thinking about today. Every time i close my eyes i see images of the whole day flicker through my head. " I tell him while picking at my nail bed.
