Alien //H.S.//

Chapter 10

*Harry*

I rush into the room and gasp at what I see. Alice is passed out, all bloody, beaten up and bruised.

I grab a first aids kit and rush over to her. I start to clean her up, trying to ignore the wonderful smell of her fear, energy, and blood. I take a deep breath. I can do this, right?

"Alice I'm so sorry." I whisper. "I didn't mean to make you so stressed." I fix up her cuts and bruises and then rush out of the room. I don't want to look at her with bandages all over her body. It hurts my heart to know that I caused that.

I call up and Louis, and when he answers, I do admit that I feel a lot better. 

"How is she now?"

"Now good."

"Why? Haz, are you crying?"

"No! Of course not. She's just...creating self harm now."

"That's awful!"

"I know, and it's all my fault."

"No it's not."

"Yes it is."

"You can't blame yourself for everything." I sigh.

"But Lou, this IS my fault."

"She's just upset. She'll get used to everything soon."

"I don't know..."

"Don't doubt your power. Now I have to go."

"Why?"

"Because Tetra's getting on my nerves."

"Oh sorry. Bye then."

"Bye. See you soon."

~

*Alice*

I wake up feeling stuff and sticky. I notice that my body is covered in some type of oniment, bandages, and wraps. What happened?

I slowly sit up, but it feels weird and gross because it sticky and numb. I quickly lay back down. Maybe I should stay like this until I'm dry and can move again? I think I should.

I look up at the ceiling, bored. Then a thought comes to my mind. Did Harry do this to me?

I look around. Where even is he? Not that I care. All of a sudden, I hear a familiar voice from the doorway of another room say, 

"I didn't mean for it to turn out this way." I tell myself to stay calm, and quiet. But it's hard. "I didn't want you to hurt yourself. At all." 

"Well I'm not gonna live my life kidnapped by some monster." And there is goes. The words running out of my mouth before I could even think about what I wanted to say. I can see his shadowin the doorway cringe. 

"It's not like that..."

"Why do you keep saying that? "It's not like that". I think it IS like that! Very much so! You're kidnapping me Harry! Keeping me from my life! You're a monster and that's it. There's no complicated way of putting it. If you aren't kidnapping me, then let me go. If you're not a monster, then you wouldn't have strange colored skin and weird eyes. Those are the facts Harry. You can't ignore or deny them. So stop trying to make it sound like you're the "good guy". Because to me, you never will be. In my mind, that's the opposite of what you are." I can't believe I just said that. Now he's gonna "punish" me. Greeaattt. But just then, he whispers, 

"You're right. You have every right to be mad at me, to think all of those things you just said. Because they are true. I'm keeping you here, and you don't want to be here. I'm taking you from your life. I AM a monster. I just....thought my right was your right. But maybe it's wrong. I'm sorry it had to be this way..." I laugh, a bitter and cold sound echoing in the room.