.Through The Dark.(H.S)

Chapter 14

I could not decipher those words that came out of his mouth when he told me that he was a vampire. They can't be real. They only belong in fairy tails- not reality. Was there more than just werewolves, witches, and vampires out in this world? Who had created these... creatures?Why did they exist? is this a joke?

Thoughts were swirling through my mind, making me feel sick. What is going to happen now? am I going to die?

Harry's voice snapped me out of my trance. "You're not going to die." He said quietly before quickly glancing at me from the corner of his eye.

"What's going to happen now, Harry? am I in danger?" I asked as he ignored me completely before turning off of the interstate. No answer. I needed answers and this time he can't flee from them.

"Dammit Harry! answer me! I need to know what the hell is going to happen now. I saw my dead-fucking- father walk up to me and talk to me. I saw my family get murdered right in front of me. I need answers before I loose my mind," My voice went from screaming to weak, my desperate attempts to get him to cooperate was getting lower as was my tolerance. "Please, just tell me. Tell me why my father was in front of me breathing."

"I-uh, he is a werewolf. He was bitten by one of those men that came inside your home and murdered your family." He stated quietly.

"Is the rest of them still alive?" I asked with a slight hope in my voice.

"Yes, your brother." My heart fluttered at the mention of my brother, but shattered even more when Lucy or my mum wasn't in his answer.

"What about my mum? and Lucy?" I questioned. I had a feeling I already knew their fate, but I needed to be sure.

"Rose, when a human gets bit by any creature, it takes a lot of strength and energy to get past the venom. Your mum had.. a hard time with it, and died later on. But Lucy died instantly. Rose, I'm so sorry." Harry said quickly.

I felt the blood drain from my face. Why? Why do I have to have a shitty life? I never asked for any of this, and frankly, I shouldn't even be alive right now if I wasn't such a coward.

"Rose! Please, talk to me." Harry said, pulling off to the side of the road before taking my hand in his.

I glared at him with glassy eyes. "What is there to talk about? How fucked up my life is and how people always die when I get attached to them? Or how I can't trust anyone without feeling that they will leave me without a second glance? Or how I saw my family get Murdered in front of my eyes at fourteen?!" I screamed.

Harry sighed and looked out the window and smiled to himself with a dark glint in his eyes.

"What's so funny styles?" I spat, my face getting hot in anger.

"What I think is funny, is that you are so fucking selfish that you don't even bother thinking about how I have lost everyone I cared about for the past millennium! Try watching your loved ones burn on a stake alive, every time you close your eyes. Or how about watching your family die on their deathbed, while you watch them live their lives without interacting with them, because you wouldn't age a bloody second." He fumed, his eyes dark.

I looked down. I knew that I shouldn't have said that. How could I say that without even thinking about all the stuff he has been through ever since he had turned. Now I feel shitty about myself. Way to go, Rose.

"Harry, I am so sorry. I am so selfish, I-I..." I stuttered, poorly apologizing to him. I, am a poor excuse of a human.

He cursed quietly to himself and ignored my apology. I don't expect him to say anything, I know the feeling when old memories resurface. It's like putting salt on an open wound.

I stared out the window, silently wanting to hit my head on a brick wall at my stupid comment. I wanted nothing more than to comfort him from my hurtful words, but knowing him, he would probably push me away and flee. Just like the rest.

I am just a magnet for disaster.

The car suddenly took a sharp right and into the forest. Harry sped down the gravel road, making the stones and rubble hit the car harshly. We had arrived at a old farm house about a half an hour later. It was very dark out, and it made the woods look dark and dangerous. I shivered as he pulled up by the side of the house and placed the car in park and pulled out the keys.

It was now silent in the car, creating a thick tension in the air making it almost impossible to breath. For the first time, I broke the silence.

"Harry, I truly am sorry. I feel horrible about what I said. I'm sorry." I said quietly, afraid that he might scream at me in anger. His eyes darted outside the window.

"I-It's fine. You didn't know, I am the one who should be sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you. I've just been stressed out lately with this fucking goose chase that I am just not in my right state of mind." Harry said, his eyes meeting mine with a weak smile.

I frowned. "I'm sorry Harry. I hate being the one who caused all of this," I paused and added quietly. "It would have been easier if I had died when I was supposed to."

"Hey," Harry said firmly. My eyes snapped up to his as his green orbs burned into mine. "Don't say that." He took my hand in his and started to play with my fingers.

"It's true though. Then you wouldn't be in this mess, and you wouldn't have to worry about protecting a worthless human." I stated. I honestly believed that. It hurt, yeah. But it was the truth.

Within a blink of an eye, I felt something warm on my lips. I snapped back into reality to see that Harry's lips were on mine.

I felt a wave of heat rush through my body as he cupped my cheek, making my stomach tingly. He moved his lips in sync with mine, biting on my lip softly before pulling away slowly. Our faces were inches apart as I felt his warm breath fan across my face.

'If anything, Rose, You're defiantly not a worthless human. If you would have died when you said you should've, we wouldn't be here nor would you have ever met me." He said with a cheeky wink before kissing my nose and getting out of the car.

Talk about mood swings.