Lights Out!

Chapter 3 - $1000 or $1500

Without hesitation, I dragged my fist through the air straight to the right side of his jaw causing blood to spill out of his mouth. I'm surprised no one's stopping me but let's see what this guy has got as he is two years older than me or more or possibly less.

He made an attempt to try and uppercut me but because he is the slowest at hitting, I tilted my head back and caught his fist in my palm, closing my fingers to make sure he can't move his left arm.Then he tried yet again but missed me and crashed his fist into the bathroom mirror causing small shards to fall on the ground.

Both of his arms are now under my control and before he could use his legs, I lifted my knee up to connect with his stomach and repeated five times until he was on the floor groaning with his hands holding tightly on his skin.

Looking around the bathroom, there were broken glass and wood everywhere all scattered across the floor. So was a dark red puddle.When did that happen? Oh yeah when I started throwing and pushing him around the room.

I glared at him with full bloodshot eyes, laying there on the ground with his messy hair covering his face and big patches of stain around his clothes.

Kneeling down, I grabbed the collar of his shirt lifting him and myself of the bathroom floor ,making eye contact with eachother and threw him against the wall causing the white tiles to split into small pieces.

Just when I was going to throw another punch at his pretty little face that has now been ruined by me, Eric held my wrist stopping the attack. Behind him came running Charlotte, James, Brian and Alice whose watery eyes staring into me snapped me back to reality.

"Stop it Harry! He's had enough already!", Eric yelled at me practically dragging me out the bathroom, whilst I was still gazing into my sister's eyes. I know that boys misbehave with Alice but she plays it safe making sure each boy she fucks puts a condom on.This time its different.

As soon as the manager of the frat house came screaming in the room, I immediately looked away from Alice's sparkling eyes. He was not happy. Anyone could tell by the colour of his face as he was moving his eyes around the bathroom, looking at the disastrous state and picking up each detail of the mess.

"Alright, WHO'S RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS?", he screamed pointing at the wreck of what was a luxurious bathroom. Everyone around started to turn their heads slowly, staring right at me with fear.

"You, it was you wasn't it?", boy was he pissed. Flaring his nostrils, he walked straight up to me holding his head backwards to see my face as he is only 4ft tall in his middle age.

"Do you know how much this will cost Mr Style's", he strained trying to hold his frustration in but it was clearly visible that he was afraid of standing up to drunk teenagers.

"Nope", I replied carelessly with a smirk on my face.

"$1500. Pay up or I'll go to the police!", he said nervously taking a step back.

"I don't have that kind of money old man and everyone present here won't even dare to say a word to the FEDs, not even you. So don't make empty threats at me.", I laughed mockingly.

"You...you have until tomorrow young man. No more longer than that."

"Fine"

Everyone was paying attention to our conversation instead of the prick who needs medical attention, but I could care less about him. When we were heading back downstairs to the garden, I heard everyone's door going shut. Why can't they mind their own damn business?!

"How are you going to arrange $1500 by tomorrow. You don't even have a job and you survive on $200 a month!", Charlotte exclaimed.

"Well for starters, I could win the $1000 by spending the night at 'the haunted house'", I mumbled quietly mostly for myself to hear but everyone else heard too.

"How about I make a deal with you Harry?", said a shadow emerging from the dark. Oh crap, it was Hannah; Charlotte's sister A.K.A, the girl I got pregnant.

"What the hell, you didn't tell me that your sister was here!", I whispered into Charlotte's ear.

"I..I..I didn't even know she was here", she whispered back to me with fear in her eyes.

The relationship between Hannah and I is pretty awkward because things were getting more tougher and their was a lot of tension between me and her family. She decided not to have an abortion which wasn't a surprise to me seeing as she is a caring , friendly, bright young girl who always smiles no matter what happens. She doesn't show a sign of unhappiness. I don't deserve her. She can do much more better. That's why I left her so she could be happy, really happy with the person she deserves to be with.

Charlotte and Hannah's personality is both the exact opposites. Hannah is the type of girl who always hands in her homework assignments in time and always gets A's in her test. She wears appropriate clothing and always believes in others to achieve their best. Sadly, I had to come in her life and tarnish her reputation meaning that she isn't to be trusted anymore and people are falling out with her. At a time like this she needs me the most but I can't support her in any way because she is my greatesr fear. I can't stand to make her unhappy anymore.

Charlotte parties all night long and gets totally wasted that if she arrives at her house in that state, we would be the one to get the blame. Also she always fails on her tests and one time she had to repeat the 4th grade. Her attitude is completely terrible as she shows hardly any respect even to her grandparents! Moreover she dresses innappropiately which catches all the boys attention when her boyfriend is Brian!

"I'll pay for the rest of the amount as long as you let me come with you to the Old Chesterville Manor", she asked politely standing on her heels.

"What are you doing here Hannah? It's late! Go back home!", asked Charlotte standing up directly looking at her younger sister with the flame reflecting in her eyes.

Before she could say anything back, I disrupted in the calmest and softest voice I could manage,"Hannah ,it's my fault for causing damage to the bathroom so I must pay the price ,not you. And I'm going by myself because it was a dare adressed to me. Plus your parents will be worried of your whereabouts so listen to Charlotte and go home, please".