The World Now - H. S

The Sixth Floor

Roses P.O.V

Running was an option that I thought was best for the situation and, for me. Distancing my self to think alone was what I wanted as Harry's loud dominant words ripped through my memory like a horror film I wanted to forget. I ran up stairs upon stairs upon stairs hoping that they wouldn't come after me as I finally reached the attic which was the hidden sixth and final floor of the building. I sighed catching my breath as I sat down on a couch that had a small fire place in front of it. This room seemed to be untouched like hardly anyone had been in here ever. I turned around and saw drapes covering seven windows that were ceiling high. I stood up opening them to see the view of the whole forest and garden and even the small town that I was once apart of. The storm was over and the sun was starting to set as the sky swirled pink and blue as night tried to take over. The world seemed peaceful as quietness came about in the room, but I tore that thought to shreds the second I remembered what humanity is now.

I felt the warmth of the setting sun hit the side of my face as the room shone a pretty yellow orange. I felt chills run down my spine as harry and the other lords faces reminisced in my mind only trying to think of their point of views. All of the stress and frustration I must be giving them must have a lot of strength to not just kill me now and end everything in a snap of a finger.

I felt horrible, one because everything they had said up to this point about me has been true and im sure they all loathe me. My face began heating up at the thought of all the hatred the Lords must have towards me. They probably hate me because they envy life which is something I contain and if you can't have what you want then destroy it so no one else can. I feel so sympathetic towards them that all I want to do is give them my own beating heart in replaement for their still one. A tear trickled down my cheeks as I sat down on the piano stool feeling horrible about everything. I sighed sniffling while I moved my long hair out of my face.

"Rose..." Harry's voice sounded like he moaned my name in my ear scaring the shit out of me as I suddenly felt his arm around my waist holding me.

"H- Harry " I mumbled suprised a bit as I looked up at him to see he wore a sad expression.
I gasped quietly as I felt his cold hand wipe away my tears as if seeing them brought him grief of some sort.

"I'm sorry Rose, for earlier. I shouldn't have yelled at you like that" I felt his breath fan over my face as he sat beside me in the almost dark room.

" I'm sorry too, for being stupid and putting my self at risk like that. I'm sorry Harry, really" I looked down while saying this

" I know you are love, but everything's fine because you're okay" his eyes scanned my face making my cheeks heat up knowing I was blushing hard .

"Do you play?" Harry smiled making me shrug

"A bit. Do you?" I asked looking up at him

"Mhm I used to, maybe I could play for you one day but right now I would like to know what happened when you dropped the glass?" His question made my eyes go wide as the horrifying image played in my mind on a loop. I shook my head wanting to forget looking away but Harry tilted my face up to look at him as he squeezed me to his body with his other arm around me.

"Rose, what was it? Was it Adam? Please talk to me" Harry's persitancey made it hard to stay silent.

"I- It was a women dripping in blood" I choked out as I started to wonder who she must have killed to feed her movable corpse.

"What did she look like? " Harry seemed pissed because his grip on my waist tightened involuntarily.

"She had black hair, t-tall, um had brown eyes and was dripping in blood" I said and harry sighed seeming to process all of this as the room finally fell dark with the sun completely gone. Harry seemed to be in thought as he closed his eyes trying to imagine it.

"Harry do you know her?" I asked almost squished against his chest in a overwhelming protective form.

"I don't know, maybe" his deep voice was soothing plus the accent which made things seem fine. But It wasn't. None of this was fine.

"Everything is fine okay.. Tomorrow you will be with my best gaurds and the lads so you will be fine" hes words were directed towards me but it seemed like he was trying to convince himself more.

"Yeah everything will be okay" I agreed as he looked down at me In his arms

"Rose i- I won't let anything happen to you, ever. And I know you don't believe me or trust me now and I don't blame you but, hopefully one day you will. " the words he said had this weird affect on me. He promised he would protect me which is odd because I've never counted on anyone for anything. Its just been me, by my self for 13 years and all of a sudden someone is caring about me. I stared in his emerald eyes as I had been practically pulled on his lap.

He seemed serious and for the first time in a long time I felt like I could trust someone but I didn't want that feeling. After everything I've seen and been through I knew trusting a pure blood wasn't right.