† Apocalypse † |Harry Styles| [ENG]

† Chapter Thirtheen †

I was out of control. I dropped the carcass of a boar at my feet and I wiped the blood on my lips. It has been days since I crossed the barrier, I killed about fifty wild animals to survive and I no longer felt my body. My arm returned as good as new but my mind was clouding, I had no longer control of my instincts, I only needed blood. I had to stop or I'd kill myself. The Crow must have done it on purpose to let all these fucking animals around. He knew that I was coming for him and he knew that I wouldn't resist and that I wouldn't be able to control myself. If someone looked at me in a mirror right now I would look like a monster. I couldn't think straight, my sharp teeth didn't recede and my red eyes didn't want to disappear. I was wasting away. The twilight castle was close at hand. I stopped at every beast I met on my way, mercilessly, I clinged to a little hare, detaching its head from its body and savoring every drop of its wild blood. If I saw a human being, I would probably have him killed in a second. My mind went to Jenna for a second. How was she... I didn't understand how but I missed her nagging questions. My thoughts were interrupted by the deafening noise of footsteps behind me. I kept my reflexes ready to attack but when I turned around, my eyes seemed to want to make fun of me. I saw in front of me the blonde girl I was thinking about only a few seconds ago. Why? Could it be... the Crow? It must've been! Jenna could not have reached me by herself surviving... It would be impossible. I grinded my teeth as that monster ran towards me, the very moment I saw him back away in confusion, I leaped on him making him fall to the ground. I tried to hit him but when I looked into his eyes, I realized that it really was Jenna, no camouflage... as soon as I was sure of that I wanted to stop, I was trying but I couldn't. I kept moving my hands trying to hit this poor scared girl below me. 

Jenna's pov.

I was terrified of Harry, I was trying to dodge his moves and I defended myself but he was stronger than me. Way stronger than me. I didn't know what's gotten into him, but he was fighting with himself, I could see it! He threw a final punch that sinked violently into the ground, he jumped up and he pulled his hair at the root.

«Stay away from me!!», he cried looking at me with a look that I couldn't decipher.

«Why are you doing this? What happened to you!?», I tried to make him talk so he would focus on something different than trying to kill me.

«You just have to get away from here... I don't know what went through your mind coming here alone!», he yelled as he paced back and forth nervously.

«I'm not leaving! If I'm here there's a reason»

«You want to get killed, that's the reason! Go Jenna!»

«I don't want to!»

«Why do you always have to be so fucking stubborn?! It's dangerous for you to be here! Right now I'm a danger too!»
I didn't bother to answer him. I knew what he wanted to do, he was doing everything to get me to go back because he thought he wasn't enough to protect me. I too knew that I risked my life coming here, but I would've never came if I didn't trust him to do so. Neither I thought he would be able to actually hurt me.

Without saying a word, I slinged into his arms holding him tightly. Undecided on how to behave, he put his arms around my back and squeezed me weakly. He must've been exhausted...

«You have to stop drinking blood, it's killing you», I whispered, resting my head on his chest, at a certain point I realized that something was moving. Something I had never felt in him... a heart. «Harry... your heart», I detached myself to be able to look at him in the eyes.

«What?», he asked more and more confused.

«It's beating», I exclaimed as if it were obvious.