5:00 pm
"I don't wanna hear it." Harry said, "I just know I'm not gonna like it."
"Harry..please. I'm begging you.." Louis sighed, "I feel guilty.. "
Harry looked at Azriah who was asleep on his shoulder and walked over to the guest bedroom where she slept in earlier, laying her on his mother's hand made quilt, he looked at her once more and closed the door to the bedroom.
Louis still sat on the counter swinging his feet out of boredom.
"Okay..talk." Harry sighed, getting ready for the ugly truth. Louis look at him and bit his lip nervously before speaking.
"I had two pills on the tray next to me, pain killers and sleeping pills. I meant to take the pain killers but I took the sleeping pills instead and..due to the fact that I was horribly sewn back together, I lost blood and I went into a deep sleep..I woke up a few days later and was told you left, they asked me if I wanted to call you and.."
"You said no." Harry mumbled, he wiped under his eye and sniffle, "you said no because you knew damn well I would fucking die without you."
Louis shook his head, "that's not true, Harry."
"Yes it is! You probably knew I was going to try and kill myself so you can come to the rescue and make me depend on you again!" Harry shouted.
"Let me fucking speak!" Louis screamed, pushing Harry at his chest, "For fuck's sakes I wanted you to be better without me! To have an equal relationship!"
"We have an equal relationship!"
"No we fucking don't you blind son of a bitch!" Louis shouted.
"You left me so you can go out and be a slut!"
Louis jumped off the counter with a huff, walking to the door with Harry following.
"Where the fuck are you going?" Harry asked, yanking Louis' wrist back to him and he hissed.
"Get off!" Louis groaned, trying to yank his wrist away from Harry, but he didnt let go, he just held tighter, "get the fuck off!"
"Why should I!?"
"My fucking wrist!" Louis screamed, Harry loosened up and Louis held it to his chest before putting his back against the door, tears prickling his eyes.
"Louis?" Harry mumbled stepping towards the boy, Louis flinched and tried to back up against the wall more, "Louis what's wrong?"
Louis didn't speak he just clenched his eyes shut and sniffled.
"Louis..is it me? I'm so sorry I didn't mean to call you that. I was upset."
Louis just shook his head and cried harder, Harry walked towards him with furrowed eyebrows, "what happened?"
"H-he..he hurt me.." Louis stuttered out, "worse than the others.."
"Who hurt you? Who are the others?"
"The men..th- they pay me and I.." Louis started
"No.." Harry whispered, hoping Louis isn't doing what he thinks he's doing. Just by looking at him, he is.
Louis started to sob as he kneeled over, Harry picked him up and sat him up straight to hug him tightly.
"He cut me..and tied me up, I tried so hard to run. Harry I tried, but I couldn't, I-"
"Ssh..its over..its done.." Harry whispered, "I thought you did it to yourself, baby..why didnt you stop me?"
"It wouldn't matter..I wouldn't feel anything," Louis sniffled, hugging Harry back.
