The Me You Can't See (H.S)

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Unknown POV:

I watch from afar as she stands by the elevator talking to a little girl. The bald one looks at her as if she is God's gift to this earth not knowing all the havoc and pain she causes to the people around her. The disease she is that is as lethal as the one that courses through her small cancer-ridden body.

But I mean no know truly does. My family died at her hands, at her actions and the consequences of her existence spans far more than herself.

Watching her, she seems like any other girl. Beautiful and full of life but like everyone she has skeletons in her closet with secrets she likes and wants to be kept buried.

I feel bad and I know this is not what my family would have wanted to come from their death. But I can't help that she destroys everything she comes in contact with, and I can't accept that my family was just collateral damage to the things she tried to control but couldn't.

The guilt keeps me up at night. The guilt of knowing I will be the person responsible for her life crumbling into ashes when the time comes. The guilt of ruining the person I once knew and loved.

My life was no longer my own after I met Avery Davis. It belonged to her father because of the events of that dreadful day that always seems to be played on repeat whenever I close my eyes.

I've tried to move one but it's hard when she's the reason I no longer have anything to move on to. It's because of her that my one purpose in life is to serve Malcolm. It's her fault I was turned into the pathetic excuse of a person whose reflection stares back at me.

The bitter person whose life has no meaning but to inflict pain on others by the commands of a man far worse than your most fearful dreams.

It is all her fault.

She laughs and smiles not knowing that her time is numbered, decreasing with each second, minute and day. Until eventually she'll receive a fate far worse than the one she condemned my family to.

Avery stands upright and walks into the elevator with the little girl and nurse close at her tail, disappearing out of sight.

My phone buzzes in my pocket and as I answer it, the voice of the man I hate most fills the space around me. "Hello?"

"Is everything still the same? No changes? She's just spoken with Zayn and I need to know if he's tipped her off." he questions.

"Nothing's changed, boss. She seems the same." I mumble uninterestedly.

When I took this assignment, I didn't think I would have to spend most of my time obsessing over her. analyzing every movement and reviewing every thought.

She's taken up residence in my mind, to begin with, and I'd prefer if I could limit it as much as possible. Malcolm doesn't bother saying goodbye before he hangs up and I shut my phone off, shoving it into my pocket.

Looking at the elevator once more, remembering what she looked like I walk away and do my best to forget about Avery Davis and who she is now.

She can run and she can hide, but it'll take more than a change of name and scenery to stop me from returning the favour she so willingly gave to my family.

Until next time Avery Davis.

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A/N:

Hey everyone!

This is a very short chapter from our unknown creeper and is more of a filler chapter, he was seeming a little to quiet. Regardless please let me know what you think about "The Me You Can't See" so far and leave me a comment on your thoughts.

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