Chapter 16

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~Harry's pov~
I Told you not to get your hopes up high cos' now here you are back on the street but this time you know what it feels like to be taken care of. You know what having someone care about you feels like. You know what having a home I like. Even if it was only for a few months.
No one van love you. No ever will love you. Your unlovable, he was just playing around with you like your other masters would but he did it worse he made you like it. He made you crave it. He broke you even when you thought you could get worse you did.
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! He loved me and just because he doesn't understand it doesn't mean it wasn't true! Just because you didn't want it to happen doesn't mean it didn't. It did happen and you cant take that away from me!" I say, not realizing I happened stuttered a word but Confidently, for the first time in my life, I stood up for myself. "He loves me, he loves me" I whisper as if I said it too loudly it would all just vanish like dust into an ocean of sand.

I hear my tummy rumble for the first time in what feels like a century. You probably think I'm stupid or insane for leaving Lou, Louis but he's just going to think of me as a hybrid and I cant go on living just being that. I'm not just some hybrid I'm also a boy with feelings and things I like doing.
I might not know what they are yet but if I stayed with him I would never have found put because he would have chosen for me. I rather love on the streets and be free than with Louis but feel trapped.

I stop running as I reach an intersection, I look for a spot were people cant see me and people wont bug me. I fall to my knees and curl up holding myself, because that I all I have, alone no one can hurt me.
I let it all out, I start crying hoping no one cam hear me. I cry because I'm going to be like this for the rest of my life, alone, sad, hungry, dirty, pathetic,a faggot... And without Lou. I'll never see Lou again.

Weeks pass and nothing has changed. Its just me, myself and I eating scraps and barely getting by. He didn't even look for me, does he even remember me?


~Louis pov.~
Nothing. That's what we found. That's what I've been doing. That's what I feel. I can't remember how many days have passed but I think 5-6. Niall and Nicole come around sometimes to give me food. I had to cancel all my appointments, think the store is losing money now. I might give it to Niall and just never leave the house; shop from amazon, live off of takeaways, become fat, never shave or wash no ones going to come see me anyway.
"Hey sweety, how are today?" I hear a sweat voice from the living room. Not Harry, too high pitch, must be Nicole or Niall if he got castrated.
"I don't know, you study psychology tell me if I look fine," I snap turning around to face her. "sorry, I didn't mean to snap at you," I sigh.

"it's fine and I agree you look like shit but you have to get up and look for him. He probably doesn't even know were he is."
I know what she's saying is right but he kept on trying to get out and I'm starting to think it os because he never did like me. But then what was all the flirting about, why did he let me do that to him, why did he pretend to like it. God this boy has me wrapped around his finger.

~*** pov.~
"it's happening tonight. Thank you for contacting us Sir" I hear the voice on the other side of the phone. "obviously there will he a substantial reward for finding this stray hybrid and he will be punished for trying to escape.
"I don't care about the reward I just need help selling the fucker so that it'll be gone forever and won't get in the way ever again." I say now fuming with rage.
"Sir we can not guarantee your safety, hybrids can be very dangerous as they rely on their instincts and don't care about anyone."
"They never care about anyone instinct or not. If you want the damn hybrid I am leading the way" I almost scream into the payphone losing my temper.
"Yes Sir, we just want to make sure were thinking about the same hybrid, he is 180 (6 foot), thin, curly hair, green eyes and a cat hybrid. Does the hybrid match this description?
"Yes, now let go and put that son of a bitch were he belongs." I say putting down the phone. Fuck! I know I am doing the right thing but then why do I feel bad about it. I punch the pay phone braking it, Shit! This is for the best.


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