The Bachelors: a tiktok story

156: Mental

The mystery man pulled off his mask and you and Charly both gasped. 

Charly: "H- Harry? What are you doing?"

Nessa: "I don't understand. Who is this?"

Charly: "This is my b- my ex-boyfriend."

She turned towards you and spat the accusation:
"I knew you two were involved! Did you have him bring me here?!"

You were shocked but before you could defend yourself, Harry yelled back:
"Her? You think I'd want anything to do with her?"

Nessa: "Well you did bring them to her apartment? I can't speak for you, but I know my roommate wouldn't want anything to do with you!"

You were surprised but grateful at Nessa defending you but any doubt about the seriousness of the absolutely shocking situation was cleared up when Harry pulled the hunk of metal out of his waistband with a laugh that made the hair stand up on the back of your neck.

Harry: "Don't be ridiculous darling. I brought you here so you can watch me shoot her. Then you'll know."

Charly's jaw hit the floor:
"That you're insane?!"

Harry began pacing the floor as he recounted his master plan:
"This will fix everything. Charly will see that I only ever wanted her and she will take me back."

Nessa slowly backed closer to you as the seriousness of the situation became clearer. Up until the moment he explained his plan in such a psychotic way, the girls still thought there was a chance this was just a bad joke or a misunderstanding.

Charly: "Please, Harry... we can talk about this. I don't think-"

Harry began to hit himself in the head with the metal and repeated over:
"No. No. No. No..."

You: "Harry, I'm so sorry if you think I came between you and Charly. I- I didn't tell her to end things."

Harry snapped and pointed it at you again:
"No? But she did, didn't she? None of us are leaving here until-"

Harry's threat was interrupted by the door swinging open and Chase standing in the doorway, in total confusion at what he'd walked in on:
"W- what is happening here?"

Harry laughed:
"Ah, so the roomies have all reunited again."

Chase: "How do you know-"

Harry: "I've been watching you for weeks."

You: "Please just let him go. Chase, leave!"

Chase: "Who is this-"

His question was cut short by Harry slamming the door and locking it behind him.

Chase: "What is going on here? Someone answer me!"

Harry: "Let's lock this door so we don't have any more unexpected guests."

Chase: "Are you the one who has been sending the letters? I'll-"

Chase charged at Harry but was quickly knocked to the ground by a wack to the head with the blunt end of the gun. You rushed over to him but before Harry could stop you, Charly got his attention:
"Harry. Please. Talk to me. Just- Just focus on me."

Nessa rushed to grab a handful of ice from the glass of water next to her and wrapped it up in a towel that was sitting next to it, waiting to be folded. She handed it to you and you held it against Chase's head as he sucked in a breath, trying to bring himself out of the fog. 

Charly still had Harry's attention as Nessa stood blocking you and Chase the best she could. You whispered to Chase as you leaned closer to hold the ice tighter:
"Are you okay? I'm so sorry."

Chase: "I'm okay. It's gonna leave a mark but I'm okay."

You: "Wh- Why are you here?"

Chase looked you deep in the eyes and spoke:
"Haven't you figured it out by now? I'm always going to come for you."

Charly: "I- I can't believe you've done this?!"

Harry: "You wouldn't take any of my calls. It's been months and I didn't know how else to get you to believe me!"

Charly: "So you lied to get me here and you harrassed these people sending letters? What-"

Charly shook her head and changed her strategy:
"Harry... let us all go. I'm begging you."

Harry: "I can't. It's too late. You have to believe me. I never wanted to be with her! She lied. You're my whole life."

Charly: "I- I can't believe you."

Harry: "She made me do this."

Charly laughed in shocked exasperation:
"You're literally insane."

Harry started off shouting as it was clear she'd struck a nerve:
"I'M NOT CRAZY!!!"

He lowered his voice as he finished:
"She's making look this way. It's her!"

You looked to Charly with so much regret for every part you'd played in this sordid triangle:
"God, is this all my fault?"

Harry turned his attention towards you and pointed the gun at you again.