Thunder

Chapter 2-Part 5

As soon as I walked out, I regretted it, cameras shoved in my face with flashbulbs clicking, clicking, clicking. I ducked my head down and tried to shield my eyes, but I couldn’t shield my ears.

“Harry why is Wendy in hospital?”

“Where’s January?”

“Is Eleanor pregnant with your baby?”

“How do you feel about accusations that you hit January?”

Question after question it was enough I had had enough. I pushed past them trying to get to my land rover but they clung onto it like barnacles.

There was one. There’s always that one. They don’t understand space, they just wanna push you, and push you. They make you say things, stuff you don’t mean. They shout at you. They call you gay, a fag, a fuck, and this one, he was the worst of them all, I had encountered him a few times, and usually I ignored him, but I this time…

“Harry, is January good in bed?” he demanded standing in front of the driver’s door.

“Get out of my way.” I muttered, trying to squeeze past him.

“Does she do the stuff Louis used to?” he dug deeper. Bring up Larry, that’s what they all did when they wanted a reaction.

“Shut up.” I grunted, keeping my head down and desperately trying to get in my car.

“Don’t be such a spineless faggot!” he pressed, “come on, just look at the camera, is that what you tell her when you make homemade porn?” my breathing increased, it became fast paced as though I had run a mile, “Is she any good?” he said, smirking, “doesn’t matter we’ve all had her.” that was it, I swung for him, I smashed my fist into his jaw and he fell to the ground, not before he got his beloved snapshot. I felt arms tugging me back.

“Come on Harry,” Louis said, I heard the concern in his voice.

“You deserve it,” I spat at him, “you fucking mother fucker!” the clicking increased and increased. Louis pulled me out of the dense amount of people and shoved me into the ambulance bay.

“Harry end this,” he urged, “call the police.” I just glared at him and stormed away, “this won’t end well.” He shouted after me but I ignored. I waited until I turned the corner until I pulled out my phone and called the number which had been the reason for my sleepless nights.

I heard him answer but he made no answer.

“I want this to end today.” I said, “I’ll do whatever you want.”

“The instructions are up,” Darren replied, I could hear the cruel smile playing on his lips, “I’ll see you soon.”

****

“I want Darren,” I blurted instantly, taken aback by the unexpected face. He cocked his head at me as if I were some kind of child making a particularly peculiar request.

“Uh huh,” he said, leaning back on the bare wall, he wore a snug leather jacket which fitted him tightly especially around the arms, he wore a white v neck and dark jeans that were stained with dust.

“Then go!” I tried to say with authority but I knew my request did not make him feel threatened in the slightest, he just continued to look at me a small smile began to play up on his lips.

“Why?” he said, leaning back more, “convince me.”

“He killed Ashley,” I said, my breath racing.

“I know.” He said curtly.

“Don’t you care?” I demanded incredulously. He gave a harsh laugh, “what?”

“You still think I have the will to care about anything?” he said, raising an eyebrow, I nodded, hoping to gain some sympathy, “well that’s fucking hilarious.” He looked away, his eyes distant.

“What are you talking about?” I said, frowning.

He pushed himself off the wall and began pacing the room.

“Darren contacted me while he was still in jail,” he said, staring at the ground while he walked, “someone to get the ball rolling, keep and eye on thing.” He looked up at me his eyes dazed, “for eighteen months I watched you, I watched your every move, just waiting, waiting for him to tell me my next move.”

I was frozen in horror, all this time he had watched, all this time he had waited, he was obsessed.

“All I wanted was for him to tell me to reach out and take you, because soon everything in my life slipped away because all I did was watch you. You took away my life.”

“No,” I said, disgusted by the intrusion, “you did it when you took him up on his offer.”

“You don’t know what he’s like, my mother,” he gulped, “she needed treatment, she was sick, so sick and all I needed was money and Darren, he had money, he had so much of it and he promised me my mother would get better, so I did it.” He paused and looked at me, a look of pure hatred filled his eyes, “and then when I was following you to the damn supermarket one day, she died, and I didn’t even get to say goodbye.”

“I’m sorry,” I whispered as I saw him walk closer and closer to me, like a lion stalking prey.

I squirmed as he was right on top of me, my legs paralysed by fear.

“And all I wanted from him was the word go and I would take you and I would kill you for my mother,” he said, “and then he gets out and he wants you all to himself,” he gave another laugh, “and he tells me to go out with your stupid friend and I can’t even get close enough to touch you.”

“Please,” I whispered, “I’m sorry.”

“You’re not!” he shouted, slamming his hand above my head, “you just want to get out, well now he’s left me alone and I’ll take you, I’m gonna take you and he can kill me after I don’t care but to know you’ve paid, you’ve paid.”

“No Daniel ple..” but I was cut off as he backhands me and sends me flying across the room and onto the bloody mattress, I curled up and tried to scoot away from him but he was already there.

“All I wanted was to make you feel the pain I felt when I knew she died alone, that’s all I wanted and he took that away from me, you took that away from me!” he screeched. He reached behind his back and pulled out a small revolver and placed it on the very centre of my forehead.

“Feel the pain.”

I shut my eyes tight, “I love you Harry,” I whispered and I just about heard the gunshot.

(A/N this isn't the end by the way, hopefully get another update done tonight)