A/N: this one is sad/scary. Don't read before bed, I recommend.
Harry's POV
I walked into my girlfriend's bedroom and found her shaking and crying in bed.
"What's going on?" I ask.
"P-please.... Harry. They're coming to get you.... Save yourself."
I didn't understand.
"Y/N I don't-"
"Harry watch out! They're coming!"
But who?
Well..... A while back I did a few terrible things.... They never caught me. They never will.
My girlfriend kept crying herself to sleep. She was depressed and it was so damn annoying. So I decided to end it for her. She didn't want to die. She asked me to give her a drink and so, to get rid of her, before then, I tied her up and I gave her bleach to drink. She died 5 minutes after. I did this with 4 other girls, they were not depressed, just annoying the shit out of me. I had a load of girls over and I tied them all up and mutilated them. Then I hung them from the ceiling until they died. I buried them in my yard.
No one will know.
This all happened so long ago, I made so many terrible mistakes.
But it was time to make one last mistake.
Y/N's POV
I was shaking and crying because of a nightmare. Harry did terrible things to girls in the past and I had a nightmare about the police coming and taking him away. But before then, Harry decided to torture me. Then he would be killed right in front of me. I love him, but WHY? He's a murderer; Well, WAS a murderer. I can't even bear to look at him. When he walks away, I grab the phone and call the police. I tell them my boyfriend is a murderer and he hadn't been caught for his crimes 10 years ago. They promise to come in 5 minutes.
Harry walks in.
He's carrying a knife.
"I'll get you, sweetheart. You called them. You told. Now it's time for you to pay. THREE CHEERS FOR SWEET REVENGE! Prepare to join the black parade!" He says.
"HARRY NO!" I scream.
Harry's POV
I slit Y/N's throat and she tries to scream out but she can't. The police burst into the room and grab me. The poke a needle into my neck and inject something into me.
"W-what is that?"
"Poison. You're going to die."
Y/N. I can't believe it. I almost murdered her.
"Harry," she sobs, "WHY?! WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME.?! I thought you loved me?! But please don't leave me..."
"So long and goodnight," I say.
Y/N's POV
And those were Harry's last words.
I know I shouldn't feel sorry, but why should he have to suffer twice? We both had a second chance at life. We both aren't even alive. He was killed years ago, the same way.
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I wake up the next morning, shaking from my nightmare.
"Baby, what's wrong?" Harry asks.
"I-I..."
Then he murdered me the first time. I should've seen the sign.
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