Escape His World (H.S 1D)

Chapter 25: The Backstory

Harry's POV:

I felt the consistant swaying no matter what. Right left right left, backwards, forwards, backwards, forwards. Conciousness? Not so much. It was in and out. Each time I opened my eyes, there was new scenery, but Angela was always in front of me being hauled along by my dick of a father. slung over his shoulder, her disheveled hair was swinging as he walked, dangerously close to the dirty ground that we walked on. We stopped at a clear stream, its surface like glass, but if you looked closer, there were small folds along the top, gently lapping at the dirt shore. Before I could think about anything substantial, my dad chucked Angela into the water and waded in behind her.

"You see Harry, the man your precious Angela grew up with is not her father. Actually, youlle be delighted to know she is daughter of Mr. Payne."

He must have seen a flash of recognition in my eyes because his wicked grin grew. "Angela was a mistake. She is very much her mother's daughter. It was at a bar late at night actually. Just your scene right Harold?" He added angrily as he pushed Angela's limp body further into the lake.

He was going to drown her.

I started thrashing using all the energy I had left, which wasn't much anyway. My father continued talking as if he was telling me a casual story.

"Mr. Payne told me about the pregnancy. He was an angry man to begin with and he was beyond pissed when he found out. He drank a lot that night. Now what makes ME hate the Tamzes family, Harold? Her father killed my wife. Your mother Harry! Tamzes was too withdrawn in his world of craziness, he never thought about CONSEQUENCES!" In his anger, he pushed Angela's body into the water, completely submerging her. And she wasn't conscious.

"GAHHHHH" I growled and yelled and screamed. Ramming my fists into the beast's back, which had been surprisingly still and quiet. The bubbles rising to the surface suddenly ceased.... she had stopped breathing. My father pulled her drenched, lifeless body from the lake.

"Do you know why I brought her here?"

"To drown her!" I yelled angrily, still struggling in the monster's hold

"No Harold. Don't you remember when he demanded she go to the lake?" Realization struck me hard and fast.

"Im giving her back to her 'father' since he did kill my wife to drive home and take poor Qngela to Disney." He spat angrily.

I kicked the beast with my booted foot and ran towards Angela, towards the lake. I knew it was too late. She had been drowned. What more could I do? My own father stood there. His pristine suit drenched with lake water. Angela's body was sprawled across the beach. I ran straight for me dad. Throwing him into the water. It sloshed around my feet. In my anger all I could see was him.

"How

*punch

Could

*punch

You do this

*punch

TO ME!"

He took it like a man, his crazy eyes staring back at me punch after punch.

"It really wasn't so difficult Harold" He growled, wiping his bloody nose on the cuff of his sleeve.

All too soon the reality of the moment fell on me. My dad calmly exited the lake with his damn monster in tow. Stepping over my baby's body. "Good day" He curtly said, as if we were saying good bye after a father son brunch or something.

I limped my way back to Angela.

"Come on baby... come back to me come on come on..." I gently stroked her hair. She couldn't be gone.

"But I love you" I layed beside her, holding her wet and limp body close on the dirty ground. I needed to get help. In the back of my mind I wondered where Tamzes was. I heaved her onto my shoulder looking for a phone or anybody who could help.

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"Im sorry sir but you are going to have to leave" the doctor said to me quietly as Angela was wheeled into an emergency room. I pushed against him trying to get through. Just to see her. I couldn't tell if she was breathing. I was too scared to check myself for a pulse. But they wouldnt have wheeled her in there if she was gone.....right?

I mentally reassured myself of this before grumpily sitting down in the waiting room, trying to process whatever the hell happened in the last 48 hours.

Angela's POV

I knew I wasn't conscious. Wherever I was was too white and pristine to be real.

"Hello Angel" My father approached me from the vast whiteness surrounding me. "Im so happy you decided to come by the lake to visit me." He said with a smile, the crinkles around his eyes pronouncing his joy.

"Where's Harry" I asked immediately. His smile dropped.

He then hesitantly looked at me. "He's dead Angela."

I whimpered....

......no.......

He must be lying

"Angela if you decide to leave me and wake up, you will wake to a world without Harry or anyone you love. Stay with me. With your mother and I. You will be happier here"

But what if Harry was still alive... My dad has every reason to lie to me. I internally argued with myself. Was it worth waking up?

------------------------------2 days later----------------------------------------------------

Harry's POV

I came back in today. They still won't let me see her... but shes alive and thats all I really need right now. Louis had come in to check on her a few times along with Jade. But mostly it was me coming in for hours at a time. None of us had been able to see her. All the doctors would say is that she is in a critical state.

The same doctor who checked in Angela came out in his white coat, a clipboard in hand.

"Mr. Styles for Angela again I presume?" I nodded my head quickly.

"How is she today. Please tell me she will be ok."

He looked at me solemnly. "Mr. Styles I have some news for you."

A/N HEY HEY HEY IM SO SORRY I HAVEN'T UPDATED IN LITERALLY FOREVER! For like 3 months I wasn't sure if I even wanted to continue this story or if it was worth it cause I don't really like it very much. There will be one more chapter and then the epilogue so I just thought I might as well finish this thing right.

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