inhale. ➳ h.s. au [DISCONTINUED]

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Harry stared at me as I pulled my hair into a bun. It wasn't a proper bun you would wear in public, but it was the proper bun for the shit going down.

I've been training like crazy, and one spell went horribly wrong. There in now a scar going down my spine, which made Harry immediately demand I stop and he spared a few soldiers. The best part of it all? I learned how to resurrect the dead, which means if I accidentally kill one of the soldiers, I can just bring them back.

Niall and Liam have been in the library ever since we found the old wise tales book. It didn't give any information on the Gungaotree, not as much as we needed anyway.

Mags went missing. People say that she couldn't handle all of this, so she just left. Others think she went to join Zayn and Vanity.

I don't care, as long as she's okay. We tried looking for her, but got nothing.

"Grace," I glanced back at Harry and frowned, "Why don't we just do what Mags did?"

"And leave everyone else behind to die? I don't think so, Harry. They're my only family now. My dad died, my mom went insane, and I never had siblings." He shook his head and walked out of the room. I stared at the bedroom door in shock.

What is with him? He's always so frustrating! And he never wants me to help with anything anymore. It's like he thinks I'm so fragile that I'll break if someone breathes on me. It's annoying and I really wish he would see I'm not a porcelain doll.

I walked out of the room, heading right for the library. I spend my mornings there, then I head to the training field, which has been turned into hell. I caught it on fire once and Harry didn't speak to me for a few days.

I don't know. Harry and I just haven't been ourselves since we found that old wise tales book. He barely speaks to me, but when he does, he's either yelling, telling me not to do something, or asking if we can leave everything behind and drop off of the face of the planet.

I honestly don't know what's happened and I don't care right now. I can fix our relationship later, right now I have to clean up my mess. No one can deny that it's my mess, because we all know it is. If I hadn't been born, everything would be chill.

But no, I had to be birthed and my mother had to go insane. I still don't understand why she thinks vampires are so horrible, the ones I've met are actually really nice and amazing.

Maybe I'm the insane one.

I stopped walking and stared at nothing in particular for a moment. Am I insane? Maybe. But is my mother insane? Definitely.

I nodded and walked into the library, glancing over at Niall and Liam. I picked up one of the largest books there was on the table they were sitting at and sat next to Niall, sighing as loud as I could. I opened the book, "Chapter one!" I shouted and they both groaned.

"How is your mornings, boys?" I asked and started reading, "Harry was just here going on about how this whole thing is messed up and how he wishes things could be tremendously different." Liam explained. "So, horrible." Niall finished and I laughed, shaking my head.