Monster ≫ h.s

3.2

"pity the world."
h a r r y

I was gone, it was a feeling I had grown very accustomed to, a feeling I hadn't seen in awhile, I was convinced it was because of Maisy's doing. She had this way of silencing my demons.

The images played over in my head like a broken record, and still the result stayed the same. She was gone.

I wasn't quite sure when she took off, but she was gone. Looking in the mirror my appearance was haunting. My hair was unkempt, eyes hollowed with subtle dark  circles beneath as if I hadn't slept at all.

Walking into my bedroom and I caught sight of a piece of paper set on the side table. My eyes lingered to the parchment loosely now held between my fingers.

The soft delicate black writing against the white paper, written with dainty hands, but it seemed that the words were angry. Slightly tilted and smudged...almost like her thoughts were rushed.

Harry,

I would have stood by your side forever- if not my physically my at least my heart would've, but life has a way of changing. I think I truly did begin to love you... Not under some syndrome but with my own heart. No, I did...I did love you. I loved you with all your flaws, your terrible secrets, I loved you when it didn't seem like anyone could, but I did.

My heart feels like it's been torn to shreds. I wanted to find in you what I saw in myself, but I realize that is who you are and how you can never change your ways. It's not your fault I was blinded, blinded by history, and meaningless words.

Maybe one day our paths will cross, but I hope, I pray to God you let me go and live my life, if you love me. I- as I write this I can't help but feel I failed you. Despite everything, I thank you for the small happiness you have given me. I've opened my eyes and I have to go before they shut, before I'm blinded once more. If you love me...you let me leave while I'm still thinking clearly, only if you love me.
If
Love your angel

She loved me, everything was a blur but I knew she loved me. I knew nothing of the young woman whose life I had taken so recklessly; only that she was young and pretty like Maisy. Even sounded like her.

I remember walking, and seeing this woman. She was all alone, she looked cold and much like a call girl.

She sat there with this kinda of sad expression. I approached her and she seemed on edge, she started panicking probably thinking I was gonna rape her. I tried to explain to her I meant no harm but she started to freaking out. She started screaming about me,she was gonna draw people. I didn't really want to hurt her, I didn't mean it.

I threw the lamp off the table, yelling  at the top of my lungs. I was pissed with myself that I had finally driven Maisy away.

A loud ringing sounded from my cell, it was Niall, "Styles." I answered my voice rough from the yelling.

"Harry you have to come down to the HQ, Maisy." He rushed.

My heart was going a mile a minute, was she okay, did she do something to herself, did she already leave.

I let out a breath, "I'll be there."

I was there in a few short minutes, when I entered I saw the boys surrounding the monitor screen. Puzzled, I walked in between Liam and Louis, what I saw made my stomach turn, I was sick at the sight.