I Know Places In The Dark (H.S.)

Chapter 20

Marie

I wake up with a pounding head. Here I was, once again in Harry's guestroom.

My body was too sore to get up. Flashes of last night past in mind. I immediately lift the sheets and my shirt off of me. There was no mark left after Niall stabbed me, not even dried up blood. It was almost as if he didn't stab me, the only evidence he did was the stain of blood on my shirt.

The last thing I remember from last night was Harry snapping my neck.

How can I trust him when every time I try to save ourselves, he ends up killing me. I've been trying to gain their trust but Harry keeps dialing it down for me.

I need to leave this room, this house. Knowing Harry is in the same building as me makes me nauseous and angry.

I've never had such anger towards a person. And the thing is, I've never been an angry person. It was very hard for me to get angry but ever since I met these people, almost anything can tick me off.

I step out into the hallway. This time Liam was not up, nobody was. I tiptoe down the stairs so they won't hear me, remembering that they are vampires with sharp hearing.

Once I reach the front door, I hear another door open. The thought of it being Harry walking out scares me. I was so angry at him that I was scared of what my own self would do to him. I immediately reach for the doorknob and leave without making a sound.

I had no idea where I wanted to go. Going home seemed like the first thought in my head but I've missed Nathalie so much and I just need someone to talk to.

My walk to her apartment consisted of strangers walking or driving by me, giving me frightened faces. I probably looked like I was dead.

I rang her doorbell and was finally answered at the third ring.

"Marie." She quietly gasps. She gapes down at me. I must look really bad.

"Can I come in? Please?" I almost cry out.

"Uh. Yeah." She seems a bit unsure but opens her door wider.

We were in her living room. She was sitting across from me, she's been very distant lately.

"What's wrong?" Was the question that I needed the most.

I tell her every detail. From the start at my date with Zayn to last night. She made sure I had my chance to talk and cry. Comforting me by resting her hand on my knee.

"Marie, I'm so sorry for what you went through." Her face showed evidence of sympathy.

"I don't even know who I am anymore." I gasp. I cried too much I needed air. "Ever since I met you guys, my life changed, I changed!" I wipe my tears. Nathalie had a guilty face on which made me regret my last sentence.

"I know things are hard right now, being a witch is hard." She tries to comfort me. "But the great thing is you have us to help you back up. Don't ever feel like you're alone in this." She smiles.

"Thanks." I sniffle. It felt like everything between us was slowly going back together.

"Do you want to talk about last night?" She squeezes my knee.

"I don't like who I was last night." The memory of wanting to kill Niall whirls into my mind. "All I felt was anger and hatred. I just wanted to kill Niall." I have never felt so disgusted with myself in my entire life.

"And did you?"

"No." Thank God I didn't or else I'd be living with guilt. "Harry got to me before I could." Saying his name makes my blood boil.

"And by that you mean he.." Her eyes widen.

"Yeah. He killed me once again before I could kill Niall myself." I look away to avoid eye contact. I was embarrassed. It was like a game to him. He could've took me away or done something else rather than snap my neck again.

"Wait.." Her eyebrows furrow. "Did.. Did you want to kill Niall?" She asks strangely.

"No. I would never want to kill anyone." I say truthfully. I feel bad for those who have murdered and have to live with the thought of the person they killed everyday. "But I was so angry and I just didn't feel like myself anymore. I felt almost possessed. Maybe Kate was right.." I frown. "Maybe I can't control myself." I've never had trouble controlling my feelings. I wasn't angry person growing up, but things have changed now.

"Marie.. How are you alive?" Her lips spoke concern while her body language was scared.

"Did you guys not do the spell?" I ask. She doesn't answer, looking scared as I was. "Did you?" I ask again. My heart was racing while tears were threatening to fall out. I haven't cried this much since I found out my dad had cancer.

"I'm not sure." She says. "Even if the other girls did, they couldn't have been to bring you back to life. Not without me." She looked almost terrified of me.

"I couldn't have just woken up from the dead!" I stand up from the couch. My tears were already falling and now I was panicking.

"Marielle." She says quietly but not as quiet. Her eyes widen and now she was definitely scared.

"Who's Marielle?" I ask but she gives no answer.

"I think you should leave." She looks up at me.

I stand there shocked and a bit embarrassed. I left her apartment confused. I guess we're back to distancing again.

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I am so sorry!

I haven't updated for 2 months, I know I'm a terrible human being.

Writing this book is harder than I thought because this book started off in my mind originally. I never planned on having it turned into a book because I didn't even know what wattpad or fanfiction was beforr. After turning it into a book, I had to switch up a few things because of copy right issues and also originality. I was in this TVD phase and that's what inspired my book. I changed a lot of details due to me not wanting to be compared to TVD. And tbh it's been super hard for me to describe details, like when I write about how Marie is using her powers, I feel like I don't make sense. I'm just very insecure about my writing skills and I want to do better.

I'm still continuing this book! And I will update over winter break.

Also I know you're probably thinking "why is Marie a bitch?" or etc. Reason is because that is a hint of her past...

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