Escape||H.S

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Aliyah's pov
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Scarlett gasped as he cut her from getting oxygen in her system.

"No, don't kill her please" I yelled as Harry didn't seem to hear my screaming as he look deadly at Scarlett struggling to get air in her system.

"P-please" Scarlett managed to choke out as his hands tightened around her neck.

Scarlett's eyes closed shut tightly trying to kick him off, but no luck as Harry didn't seem fazed at her kicking feet hitting his thigh.

Harry laughed, loving the way Scarlett turned red, trying to get some air.

Scarlett pulls on the cuffs and her kicks on Harry was quickly softening as she was close to death.

"Please, don't" I begged him.

Harry just laughed at me as I begged to let her live.

"You really think I'll let- Fuck!"

Harry groaned his his hands slipping from Scarletts neck to his balls as Scarlett found some strength to knee him.

"You bitch" Harry groaned, his head, between her legs as he clenched on his dick that just got a hit by Scarlett's knee.

Scarlett moved her legs trying to get away from him, but the cuffs that held her arms over her head prevented her from moving.

Scarlett gasped and coughed as she was trying to regain the oxygen that was supposed to be in her system.

Harry kept groaning. His dick slightly red as Scarlett took a really hard blow to his dick.

I let out a giggle not helping myself as I was proud at what Scarlett had done.

"What are you laughing at bitch, your next"

Harry snapped his head to the side to face me, a very pissed look on his face. Veins popped out of his neck while his face was red.

The words that left his lips made me stop. A lump was in my throat as the thought of death.

I didn't want to die, I wanted to be out of here with Scarlett. While Harry suffered in jail.

Harry took some breaths before getting off the bed, he groaned as his dick was still in pain from Scarlett blow.

Harry stood there for a moment looking at Scarlett then at me.
Harrys frown turned into a smirk as he got the knife and made his was to where I sat struggling .

I feared at what he planned next. Was he going to kill Scarlett then me?

Harry didn't say a word as he laid the knife on the desk that was next to me before resting his hands on the arm rester.

He leaned in a bit as his forehead was brushing against mine, his breath fanned over me face.

I tilted my head so I didn't have to face the monster in front of me.

Harry roughly grabbed my jaw,forcing me to face him.

"Let her Go" Scarlett screamed, struggling to speak as her throat was sore.

"Oh she's let you go" Harry chuckled his eyes never leaving me, a smirk played on his face as he thought of what he had planned.

Harry leaned in just enough so that his lips brushed against my ear lobe as he whipsered the words ive never thought I'd ever hear.

"I want you... to kill Scarlett"

I moved my head back so I can look at Harry.

"Fuck you, no I'm not killing my best friend" I spat in Harrys face.

Scarlett gasped as she heard the words come out of my lips.

"Don't do this" Scarlett cried.

"Your doing it" Harry growled, his grip on my jaw tightened.

"No"

Harry didn't say a word as I knew saying 'no' angered him, but he kept his mouth shut as he Un cuffed my arms from behind me and my legs as well.

"Try anything, you get punished" Harry growled grabbing my forearm.

Hell I 'wasn't' going to try anything.

I was about to kill one of my only friends.
How can I not try anything.

Harry placed me next to the whimpering Scarlett as she looked at me with her puffy red eyes.

"Please don't " Scarlett sobbed as Harry grabbed the knife off the table and stood behind me, his naked body against my naked one.

Harry hesitantly handed me the knife, watching my ever move as I grabbed the knife from him.

I looked down at the knife that still had my dried blood and fresh blood from Scarlett.

"Don't let me kill her please, let her live, let her live" I begged as I couldn't find myself in killing my bests friend.

"Do it" Harry snapped ignoring Mine and Scarlett's pleads. Tears poured down my face as the thought of me killing my best friend. Killing a human.

That's just turning me into one of him.

"I'm not you, I don't kill for pleasure I won't do it" I held my ground as I crossed my arms, the knife still in my hand.

Harrys breath was heavy as he was furious with me.

"Kill her" Harry shouted.
I didn't move nor speak.

Harrys jaw clenched, his fist by his side as he plunged at me.

With out thinking i flew my arm out that held the blade......