Kryptonite (A Harry Styles Fan Fic)

Breakingdown-22

*May's POV*

The boys and I were just sitting down for a movie, when I back later this evening to the bus Harry was gone. After our awkward talk this morning I guess he was trying to avoid me. Liam, Niall, Zayn, and I all went out to grab a bite to eat and shop around while we let Harry sleep, Louis didn't want to go he said he was too tired to leave the bus. Lazy boy.

"So movie is this again?" I ask while plopping myself down on the couch next to Liam and Louis.

"Predator." Niall answers, not even looking at me, his face was a little reoccupied by some Cheetos.

"IF I GO CRAZY THEN WILL YOU STILL CALL ME SUPER MAN-"

I pull my phone from my bra and hit answer not even bothering to look at the caller ID, "Ollo."

"You still answer the phone like that?"

I smile, "Hey Aunt Lisa." I get up and motion to the boys to start the movie without me. I step outside of the bus to continue, "How are you? I've missed you."

She chuckles, "I've missed you too. I'm doing fine here, same old same old. How about you? How's the boys of Far Direction?"

I roll my eyes, "One Direction, and it's been fun. I had a little trouble but I'll explain that when I get home."

"When are you coming home?"

I walk around outside aimlessly, "I think next month. We still have five more stops."

She sighs, "Well I was just checking up on you. And I wanted to let you know, we've recruited another girl."

I stop walking, "How old?"

"Sixteen, her parents were in the same situation as yours, I knew them so I said I'd find her a place to stay and take care of her."

My jaw tenses up, "And when you say take care of her you mean put her into training."

She pauses for a moment before speaking again, "Yes, but it'll be good for her. She's not going to school so she'll be very well trained."

I feel anger boil in me, "Are you fucking kidding me right now, Aunt Lisa?! She's sixteen, she needs to be in school. Not training to kill people for a living. Don't mold her into me, Lisa. Don't ruin that poor little girl's life more than it already is."

"You turned out fine, didn't you Maylee? But I'll talk to her and ask her if she wanted to go to school around here."

I try to breath, I didn't need this stress. "Good. I'm serious though, she doesn't need this kind of life forever."

She sighs on the other end other phone, "You're right. I'll call you in a week or so, be careful."

With that she just hung up, I knew she was stubborn but not stupid and cruel. That poor little girl lost her parents at a vulnerable age and now she's undergoing training. I used to hate it, I woke up every morning went to school, came home had my abusive uncle beat me then I'd walk to the headquarters and have a forty year old man try to beat me up while I was supposed to protect myself. Half of the time I went home with a black eye from training, they don't go easy on you there. It's either learn or get hurt.

That girl should never have to go through that. I still have to deal with the breakdowns, the memories, the images in your head of you murdering countless people. It haunts you...

I sigh and lean against the bus, I can feel hot tears run down my cheeks that I hadn't even noticed a second ago. I sniffle wiping the small amount of makeup off my cheeks from earlier this morning. I couldn't face the boys right now, I had to get to my room and get there fast.