Denial

ch.13

Harry's Pov.

Fuck the way her nipples were displayed through her tank top was good enough to make me pass out. But I gotta keep my head on strait, I could never have interest in someone so shallow like her. I already have my future wife imagined in my head and it's not her. I don't think.... I came here for a reason and I'm not letting her get in the way.

7 years ago my father was killed. "Tragic & Accidental" was all I kept hearing from the police for 4 years. When I was 14 my father was my role model, so when he died so did the whole other half of me. I knew that it wasn't accidental because my mother wasn't grieving the was usual widows do when their "soul mate" dies.

She kept saying she had her own ways of grieving. Bullshit. I later made it my job to find out the truth.

When I did find out the truth 3 or so years later I was astonished. The queen was having an affair with my father. Turns out, my father wanted to make it public but the queen didn't. Not much else to know. So I've made it so I can take my revenge.

Here I am. Avenging my fathers death, and Scarlett won't get in the way.

I was consumed in my own thoughts when I heard a loud slam and I jumped in place and looked around. Scarlett.
She walked out crying and angry, my heart broke. I didn't know what to do or say so I just stood there.

She noticed me not budge so she scoffed and walked away. I rolled my eyes and followed.

"What the- Okay for once just, just leave my alone okay?" She said while waving her arms with emphasis.

"What crawled up your ass? It's my job. Even if I didn't wanna be around you, I couldn't. Sucks for the both of us huh." I said to try and get a reaction from her.

"You know what. I'm tired of this. I'm the princess and your my body guard. Stop fucking talking to me like I'm lower than you, like I don't even matter. I have enough shit happening in my life right now and you adding your rude comments is enough to make me jump off a bridge" she said clearly run out of breath and scolding me. I chuckled and rolled my eyes. As much as I wanted to hug her I cant. We can't happen ever.

"You'd do us all a favor" I said. She gave me a disgusted look and ran away. As she was running I regret ever saying that to her, I noticed that I've always been a bit harsh on her ever since we met. I'm usually not this rude, but I need to not like her so much. I need to make her hate me, it's the only way.

Scarlett's Pov.

Gosh why does everyone hate me? Why am I such a fuck up? It's all too much in such a short period of time.
Last week Zack called it "Quits" because he thinks I'm cheating on him. We were never together to start with and I don't remember setting rules that we couldn't fuck other people. A couple days after, Tyler got a girlfriend. Not much of a reason to get sad over but he was hot okay? Now my mother suggested rehab for me because of my "prudent" behavior with partying. I'm 21 for gods sake. The only reason that she chose not to send me to rehab right away was because it would be "horrendous publicity for the family". I rolled my eyes at the thought.

What really got to me was when she brought up my father. She knows I loved my father more than anything else in the world.

So when she said that he would be disappointed and that I've let him down, I broke down completely.
I've had just about enough.

I went to my bookcase and pulled on a head of a statue and the bookcase opened. I ran in and made sure it closed behind me. I looked around inside. This place was my haven, I could do what I pleased. It was a small room decorated similar to my huge bedroom. But in this case, for my drugs. I ran to what I was looking for and sat on my makeup table. I layers out the cocaine and took out my debit card. I know, I know it's not the best you could so for your body but hey, who cares?

I made sure the white powdered substance was aligned and rolled up a dollar bill, only to seconds later take a big whiff. Next thing I know, I'm seeing double.

I took out vodka and poured it in a red cup. I was tipsy so I accidentally dumped some on the ground during the process. I somehow ended up with just a huge white t on and me sitting at the edge of my bedroom balcony. The whole night was a blur really, except that angelic sweet yet rough voice calling my name before I completely blacked out .