Nightmare

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"What the fuck do you mean Jane?!"
"Nothing it doesn't matter I'm sorry please he doesn't matter," I tried pleading with Harry.
"Obviously he fucking matters if you KISSED him!" He roared.
"HE kissed ME Harry I don't like him!" I said calmly not wanting to upset Harry even more than he already was.
"Bullshit Jane. Fucking bullshit." He said walking toward me. His face was red from anger. His jawline firm.
"Harry please," I said, trying to get him less mad at me. Harry continued walking toward me finally stopping right in front of me.
"If he didn't matter you would've pushed him off," he said quietly with his jaw tight, barely moving his mouth.
I didn't say anything. His intense eye contact with me caused me to look down at the floor.
Harry grabbed both of my wrists and pushed me up against the wall harshly.
"IF HE DIDNT FUCKING MATTER TO YOU THEN YOU WOULD'VE PUSHED HIM OFF!" He screamed.
"You're hurting me Harry stop!" I said trying to wiggle free from his grasp. He didn't stop, he kept me against the wall his forehead touching mine, his eyes closed. His breathing was ragged and I could tell he was trying to calm down. It didn't actually even hurt me- he was just scaring me.
His grip loosened on my wrists as his breathing was slowly returning to normal.
"Why should it matter, I feel nothing for you anyway," he said and with that he walked out of the room.
I went over and sat on my bed. What the hell just happened?
Harry and i were friends. I've known him since we were kids. Now we're both 18. I knew some of the stories about Harry but never payed much attention to them. He was always with me at school growing up and was there for me when things were tough with my life. He's been through way more than I have. About a month ago, both of his parents passed away due to mental health issues so, he didn't have anyone.. but me. Of course I told him he could stay with me because I was the only one who really talked to him. Harry wasn't a bad person. He made mistakes but nevertheless he was always a good friend to me. But ever since his parents passed away, he's been a nightmare. A complete nightmare.

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