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I forgot I had a book
Olivia James
Fucking Harry styles, I hated him. Emalie wouldn't attempt suïcide, because she always told me she thinks people that take their own lives are pathetic.
She respects them but think they are pathetic at the same time, I didn't understand it either until she explained.
People always tell depressed people that they can talk to them if they want then the depressed ones say it's hard to explain what they feel, and the next thing you know is that they took they're own live. I actually agree with her now.
"Harry wrote this" I whispered, I wanted to speak louder but I just couldn't.
This isn't Emalie's hand writing, this isn't how she would write a letter. How sad it was didn't matter she would always end it with a smiley face to let me know she was okay, she wasn't okay and I knew that but I just acted like I believed her because she hated talking about her feelings.
Why would Harry write Emalie's fake suïcide letter and how did he know about her family moving?
"LET ME OUT I NEED TO CALL SOMEONE, PLEASE" I yelled
I stared banging on the steel door. I needed to ask Harry why he wrote this.
The speaker in my sleeping cell began to crackle and there was Harry's voice flowing through the cell.
"Hey butterfly, how are you doing in there?" He whispered, what the fuck was he doing there.
"HARRY WHAT THE HELL IS THIS" I didn't know if he could actually hear me but I just hoped he could. "WHY WOULD YOU WRITE THIS"
"Slow down butterfly, you don't have to yell I can hear you perfectly fine over here. I can even see you're cute angry face" how could he see me there wasn't even a camera in the cell?
"How can you see me?" I know this isn't important right know but my curiosity took over
"Don't worry about okay, I will watch over you while you sleep" he spoke
Was he seriously gonna ignore my questions as just watch me all the time like a pervert.
"I'm not sleeping until I have answers Harry" I tried sounding tough but the confusion and voice cracks in my voice weren't really helping me.
"Goodnight little butterfly" and the speaker started crackeling and everything went silent again.
He just left and I fell asleep just a few minutes later, because I was tired and burned out.
