Addicted || HS

Sixty-three (Breaking)

~Previously on Addicted~

"Today we're doing something just a bit different."

"I just think that's a lie. If he was really kidnapped then why are you here? Why didn't you report it to the cops?"

"Because if I do then they will kill him."

"Nobody loves you baby the way I do."
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A week has passed, and Harry is still captive by Shadow. I can't sleep well at night because I feel like Shadow might get me, or even kill me.

Louis has been taking care of me, since my brain started to get blank from so much that has been happening.

I feel like I'm living in a war zone. If I go outside they'll kill me, if I stay alone at the apartment they'll kill me. Anything can be a sudden death, even by just doing nothing you can still end up killed.

I've been getting texts by Shadow, telling me to do things for him. He's been making me do property damage and doing graffiti in the streets.

Now I'm here in my room, waiting to see if I get a text. I tried to see if I can track the texts but it's impossible. He's too smart, and always a step ahead of everything.

When I was about to give up on waiting for the texts my phone vibrates. I roll to my side since I'm in bed to grab it. I look at the screen, and I immediately notice from who it is.

Shadow: I have a special thing for you to do today baby girl. Go to Harry's house and burn it down. If you don't then you'll be seeing Harry's body hanging from the ceiling. You have four hours.

"Fuck!" I hit the wall next to me with my hand balled up into a fist. I curl up my body into a ball, with my knees buried in my chest. In this position it's hard to breath, but that's how I feel. I just want to get all of this over with.

I get off my bed and I grab my sweater from my closet. I make my way towards the front door, but Louis stops me.

"Where are you going? You don't have group therapy today," he says. He's laying on the couch with baggy gray sweatpants and a T-shirt.

"I got the text." I lowly say.

He quickly sits up, and his eyes go wide. His breathing gets faster, and his chest begins to rise up and drop down.

"What are you supposed to do now?" He asks with fear in his voice.

I look down to my hands before looking back up. "I need to burn down Harry's house."

"You're kidding."

"I wish." My head starts to spin, and I start to feel light headed.

"You don't have to do it." He says after a few seconds of deep silence.

"Yes I do. Or else they will-"

"How do you know if he's even alive?" His voice gets louder, and he stands up.

"I won't give up on him." I say, my voice going above his. "He didn't leave me when Shadow had me, so I won't leave him." It's true. Harry never left me, and I know that if I was in his position he would be by my side the whole time.

"You don't even love him." He spats at me with a disgusted face. "You didn't even wanted to be with him, so why now?"

"Because I love him! I didn't know how much he meant to me before, but now that I don't have him I realized what I just missed!" I shout at him.

He crossed his arms, and smirks. "Oh please give me a break! You wouldn't even know what love is even if it hit you in the face."

"You're just acting this way because I fucking left you when you confessed your feeling for me back when we were in high school!" I was feeling so much anger inside of me that I didn't pay attention to the words that came out of my mouth.

I mentally slap myself over and over again while I see Louis get knocked out by my words. What have I done.

"Louis I'm-"

"Shut the fuck up!" He quickly storms out of the living room that we were in, and I chase after him.

"Louis please I'm-" All of a sudden he stops, and I almost ran into him.

His eyes meet mine, and I feel like he's slowly sucking my soul out. "I just wish you would die, and rot in hell where you deserve to be in."

My heart turns cold, and I can feel it slowly stop beating, slowly set down and turn numb. My feelings get crumbled up like paper, and they get tossed away.

"Fine. If that's how you feel." I turn to my heels and I leave out the apartment.

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I've been in Harry's drive way for over ten minutes now. My forehead is against the steering wheel, and my eyes shut. I'm about to burn down a house; Harry's house. I'm about to fucking burn a house completely from the inside out!

I finally get out, and I make my way to the back window where I last time busted it open. I get in and I see that the whole place is organized.

"What the..." My voice trails away because of the breath taking place. Last time I was here everything was destroyed like if a tornado passed by. Now everything's in its place, clean and sharp.

Goosebumps start to form on my body by the thought of someone already being here. I go in his room to take out some stuffs that I don't want it to get burned, like his clothes. I dig in his closet, and my eyes catch a cardboard box at the very bottom corner. I pick it up and I sit down on the edge of his bed. I open it, and a smile forms on my face.

There are pictures of us that I never noticed that he took. There's one where I'm laying in bed reading a book, one where I'm laughing, and another one that seems like I fell asleep in his arms. I break into tears by the memories that pop in my head.

"I love you Harry."

At the very bottom of the box I find my old diary. He kept it? I open it and I flip through the pages, reading the dates at the top. I flip through the very last page, and something slips out of the inside of the diary, it's a piece of paper.

I start to read.

Plan for getting Rose back
Step 1: Pretend to be kidnaped
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Shit will go down!
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