Secrets (h.s)

Why?

That has nothing to do with the story but t made me smile so hopefully it makes you. Bye the way this is a long chapter yay my chapters r getting longer:)

Harry's pov

She ran away from me. I Didn't know whether to chase after her or not. She looked terrible when I saw her and eve though I hate her I felt bad. She had bruises everywhere and scratches.

When she talked I as surprised. She didn't talk for as long as I can remember. She sounded so fragile, delicate, scared, angry, depressed, but, mostly sad. You can see from her eyes that she's broken.

I was so confused why she looked like that and so curious. Shit I got so caught up in my thoughts I forgot she ran away. I started running looking after her.

I didn't scream her name because I thought she might get scared and hide. I couldn't blame her though.

I ran for about 10 minutes and. Im tired and gave up on looking for her. While I was walking home I saw some one at the top of a building. They were at the edge on the roof. Once I payed closer attention I noticed it was a girl and she looked like she was bout to commit suicide.

I ran to the top of the building, no matter how cruel I am, I can't watch someone about to kill themselves and try not to do anything about it.

I went inside the building and sprinted up the stairs almost tripping a few times. Once I reached the roof I slammed into the doors and saw the girl. And that's when I noticed that girls Ella.

Ella's pov

I was at the top of the building just looking down at the world one last time. quietly crying. "just smile sweetie and everything will be ok be strong." I cried harder thinking of my moms voice. "I'm sorry mom, I'm so, so sorry. but I can't do this anymore. I can't fake anymore smiles. Everyone will be happier if I die to I'm sorry mom." I say to myself but felt like I was talking to my mom.

I was ready to leap of the building when I heard the doors to the roof slam open.

I turn around seeing a pair of worried green eyes lightly trained on me.

"Ella you can't do this your still 18 think about how sad your family will be." said Harry his deep voice loaded with worry.

"Why would you care anyways Harry. weren't you guys the one always telling me to kill myself, that I'm useless, and deserve to die. That everyone will be happy if I'm gone? I'm going now you don't need to deal with me anymore." I reply slightly chocking on my words from sobbing so hard. I would be surprised if he understood what I said.

"Listen Ella we didn't mean those thinks ok. I will not ever be able to forgive myself especially knowing that I'm the reason you want to die. I don't care how cruel I am I will not allow anyone to kill themselves if I'm there." he replied

"Your not the only reason harry. Like I said before I have personal problems that know one can help me with. I don't want to live any more this is it! I can finally be free from the nightmare I'm living in. This is it!" I turn around getting ready to jump when two strong arms wrapped themselves around my waist and carried me away from the ledge.

"Let go of me Harry!" I scream thrashing as much as I could in his hold, but it didn't seem to affect him much.

"No can do. Your coming with me." He didn't even ask. He demanded.

Harry's pov

I placed her carefully in the car putting it on child lock so she doesn't try to escape. Once I shut the door she immediately tried to open it and huffed in frustration when it didn't open.

I went to the drivers seat starting the car. it was cold so I waited a bit for it to warm up. While I was
Waiting I turned to look at Ella.

She was crying quietly occasionally sniffling. I still couldn't believe how someone could do that to her. I mean yeah we hit her and stuff but never to a point that it's this bad. Maybe she was getting raped? Yah that must be it why else would her shirt be ripped and the scratches.

I looks at her hands and saw that they were shaking. There was also dried blood on her right hand knuckles. She probably punched the person to try and get away. She must've punched them pretty hard for her knuckles to bleed.

She looked at me but didn't talk she gave me a small smile. But her eyes were looking at me with hatred.

She should be thanking me for saving her life ungrateful skank. I'm pretty amazing, I saved her life I can be a super hero.

Hazza the hero could be my name. Yeah, I like it.

"You know I'm like your superhero now right?"

"So now you don't talk"

"Just talk again."

She stopped talking again. But then I though of a question to ask her hopefully she will answer.

"Why do you smile all the time?"
"I forgot you don't talk."
"Why do you have so many secrets?"
"Please tell me"

"I smile a lot because behind all those smiles is pain and secrets. My smile is hiding them and securing them so that know one knows what they are"