† Apocalypse † |Harry Styles| [ENG]

† Chapter Twelve †

Harry's pov.

Almost two days have passed since we started walking, between one camp and another we have traveled kilometers after kilometers. After waking up this morning I felt regenerated, I thought I could face what awaited me. We still walked a couple of meters and we arrived at the barrier, it had a gloomy light, every now and then lightning bolts started to spread on that transparent protective surface. The time has come, once I was inside of there, I wouldn't be safe anymore. I looked at Jenna as she tucked herself in her huge wool jacket, she never looked up to me, after what happened a few days ago she was devastated. It seemed that everything was going south for her, she would probably preferred me to be with her to protect her. I knew she wouldn't want to leave me, I knew. And neither did I want to leave her, although I would never admit it, her company was pleasant.

«It's time to say goodbye», Randel coldly snorted. «Harry be careful, I know you can do it. We will all be eternally grateful to you», he said holding out his hand, I was not sure I wanted to shake it, but I did anyway. Because in my entire existence he was the only one who said "I know you can do it" instead of "being Richard Styles' son, you will". I went to shake hands with all of his sons and then I stopped in front of Jenna, who has not made up her mind to look me in the eye yet. I tried to get some words out but I didn't know what to say. Her eyes moistened and cold tears rolled down her face. I thought to myslef that what it was like to say goodbye to someone you cared about. Really? Did I just admit that?

«When you come back... I'll be there waiting for you. Be careful, please», she burst into tears, sinking her face on my chest.

«Quiet frog face», I stroked her head, «I'll be back soon, and I promise to save Jonathan, whatever it takes, I'll save him»

«Thanks Harry», she sobbed. 

«Take care of yourself Jenna. In case I really come back, I would like to have you alive», without thinking I leaned down on her and I left her a small peck on the back of her neck, making her detach from my chest so that she could finally meet my eyes. «My house is yours too, you can go there whenever you want, whatever happens»

She surprised me by getting up on her toes and leaving me a wet kiss on the cheek, «I love you Harry, please don't die», she said in a broken voice, turning her back on me and joining the others. I watched them walking away and I started to feel nervous. I had to chase all of my thoughts away if I wanted to be able to break the barrier.

I love you.

I have lived over a hundred years and no one but my mother has ever told me those words. Neither has anyone ever had the courage to even kiss me on the cheek. It was so strange..."Harry, enough", I told myself, "Think about killing those two witches"I advanced slowly trying to figure out where they were to secretly attack them. I walked around half the perimeter and finally I was able to see Percy and Diana. Fuck... they have become monsters... the last time I saw them was about a few months ago. They were twins, now their face was disfigured, they had completely black eyes and skin surrounded by dark veins, they did not respond to the will of anyone but the Crow, they would take little to kill me. I had to think of a plan.I had a knife in my pocket, I could've thrown it at one of them and hit the other with my bare hands. But I didn't want to... it was too risky. I had to find a way to knock them out without killing them. Once I killed the Crow, they would be free, so I didn't want to do anything irreparable. If I bit them... they'd pass out as they were sorcerers... I hoped it would work.I threw a stone across the woods to make them turn their backs. As soon as they turned, I ran on Diana and stroke her neck with my fangs making the blood gush all over the ground. Her body fell helpless and I felt Percy's grip on my arm which seemed to have frozen. He pulled a powder from his sleeves and threw the substance at me. An infernal burning creeped on my flesh and made me quickly understand that they had armed themselves with Marvòra. I let a heartbreaking scream come out of my lips as he repeated the action on my face as well. I used the arm I had left to hit him on the head and let go of me, I no longer felt my left arm... I hit his chest with my foot making him fall to the ground, so I would've been able to get on top of him and bite him violently leaving him unconscious.I got up staggering, holding my arm tightly, it was completely burned, it was another disadvantage, I would havehad a harder time to defend myself now but I thought that in a couple of hours I could recover. I just had to drink some blood...I finally crossed the barrier and continued on. I needed to drink... I needed to regenerate both my arm and myself.