Remedy (H.S.)

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Kennedy Simmons

I can't remember the last time I was that stressed.

Today was shit to say at least. First I had three big surgeries. Like... big big that any mistake could lead to death and each surgery lasted hours. I had been in the hospital for twelve hours!

Then, when I got home Harry wasn't there. I called him but he didn't pick up. I texted him and he didn't reply. I texted Zayn, Mick, Lincoln and Charlie and none of them replied.

And now here I was, with Louis who had decided to visit me now, even though it was late, because he wanted to tell me something important.

"Speak fast. I'm stressed." He glared at me while making himself comfortable in the couch. "You're still a bitch, huh?" Now it was my turn to glare at him. "Louis, I'm fucking stressed! My boyfriend is missing and there's a serial killer after them just like God knows how many gangs." He nodded, finally understanding how serious the situation was.

"Okay. I'll go straight to it." He paused in order to take a deep breath. Just the fact that he needed to do that made me even more anxious about what he wanted to tell me. "It's official now. They're releasing Bill Ulrich. He'll be free in a week."

No reaction.

"Are you going to stand there and watch me? You're not going to say anything? I just dropped the bomb!"

Still no reaction.

"Kennedy, I just revealed to you that your ex boyfriend that went to jail two years ago because he was accused to be a serial killer is beeing released."

I couldn't understand why he reacted like that. He knew the truth just like I knew it. He was there. He saw everything. He knew that Bill didn't do what he was accused of doing. He was just at the wrong place at the wrong time.

"Should I be concerned? He's not the killer and we both know it." He pressed his lips in a tight line and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "You don't get it, do you?"

I was genuinely clueless of what was going on. No, I didn't get why this was such a big deal to him. If anyone had to be worried, it should be me but I wasn't. Yet here he was, worrying himself for no actual reason.

"It's me and you, Ken. We don't need to lie to eachother. We both now that Bill is psychotic. I'm well aware that I'm a criminal that has killed many people so I shouldn't judge him but... The dude is seriously messed up."

The dude is anything but messed up. He was just really really smart.

Well, maybe a little messed up too but mostly smart.

"What if he comes after you? Everyone knows he was obsessed with you and his obsession was... He was in love with you for fuck's sake!"

"Who?"

Louis' eyes widened just like mine. I didn't need to turn around in order to recognise that deep male voice with the thick British accent.

Louis glanced behind me and then back at me. "I said what I had to say. I... I'll leave you two alone. It's your home after all."

After Louis left and I heard the door closing behind him I still hadn't faced Harry but after I took a deep breath I turned around. An audible gasp left my mouth when I witnessed him.

He was covered in blood up and down. I wasn't sure wether it was his or not but either way it was terrifying me. The look on his face was intense. He wasn't angry but he seemed really overwhelmed by something. I doubt Louis' words could have such an affect ot him. He didn't say anything bad after all.