Day 4

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I've been here for days

I can't take it anymore. Why doesn't he kill me instead of making me suffer? Fucking sicko. He didn't come to give me anything to eat this morning. He is aware of my stomach problems , I want to die of pain. It's too easy for him to make me suffer, he knows me like the back of his hand. Yelling will only get me in trouble. But the pain became unbearable. I'm about to pass out. All the water reserves of my body are dry due to cold sweat. I finally hear him coming down the stairs. He opens the door and pulls me a tender bar. I eat it in a second. He studies the cellar with his gaze. So, I know he went for a ride today. He checks to see if I have done anything wrong in his absence.

- Why me? Of all the students in the fucking high school, why are you picking on me?

It's stronger than me I have to know. I'm not the only one who made his life hell. Everyone in high school was throwing oil on the fire. So why me in particular?

He lowers his head and voice containing the most anger and hurt I have ever heard. He answers me.

- It's only coming from you that it managed to hurt me. It Had to be you.

I close my eyes. I'm never going to get out of this. He will make me suffer forever.

- Do you see how much shitty you are?

I open my eyes again in surprise.

- What haunts you right now is not what you did to me. But if you're going to survive. That's why you're the one in that cave.

I have no idea how he knows what I'm thinking. I have to run away from here. this cage is driving me crazy. He's crazy, he needs to be locked up. How dare he blame everything on me? If he can't take a joke, it's not my fault. I did not ruin his life. He did it alone!

Flashback December 14, 2018 12:03

- ZAYN DAMN I TOLD YOU IT WAS A PRIVATE EVENING! MY PARENTS WILL KILL ME!

The more people arrive, the louder Gigi's voice rises. Zayn royally doesn't care, he's drunk a thousand . Louis kisses another girl in front of Danielle who is about to smash his window. I step inside and quickly see the damage of my words from earlier. Rumors are already swirling about Harry. I fill my glass and listen to two girls talking about him.

- I heard that he would kill his cats and keep the corpses in his room as a trophy.

- But it's awful! The guy disgusts me!

Oh no. fuck! I run to the toilet where I can hear Louis and Danielle's screams very well. I don't get involved. She will forgive him tomorrow morning as always anyway. Tears come to my eyes how I could do this. Harry doesn't deserve to be called a monster like that. It was not my intention. I hadn't thought before speaking.

I walk out with swollen eyes when I see a group of popular senior girls approach me.

- Hi beautiful, I heard about Harry, is it all true?

It's the first time that these girls are interested in anyone my age. I just nod my head. Which I immediately regret. They smile at each other and bring me into their circle of friends to tell more stories. It feels good to be appreciated by everyone.

- Once he came to sleep at my house and when I woke up, he stared at me sitting on the bed. I even think he took pictures.

- You really should report him to the police, he's a stalker!

I go over the line way too many times, but they like me and I'm currently one of the most popular in school. Seniors are interested in me.

- I have an idea to avenge you!

Sasha excited. A shiver runs down my spine.

- I don't think it's a good idea...

- I assure you he deserves it.

She adds.

- If you don't, I'll kick his ass for everything he did to you.

Said Liam giving me a wink. Damn Liam would crush Harry for sure. So, I accept without really knowing what I'm getting into.

- Make him think you're interested in his friendship again... after make him meet you at the soccer field. And we take care of the rest.

In fact, it scares me even more than Liam against Harry. Yet it would be good for my popularity. It's fragile...the only reason I am is because of my dad's money...it would secure my place as popular in high school and impress the older guys...

- I accept. After all he deserves it...

If only...

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