Cabin by the lake

chapter 5

my toes frozen together, I feel dead and alive. The adrenalin was pulsing through me as our sweaty bodies clashed together making me feel weak but have so much power. "Hey what are you writing?" harry said wrapping his arms around me trying to read. I quickly shut it so he couldn't see what I write. I put it in the night stand by me. "why wont you let me read it?" he whined "cause its private, its just things I write cause I don't want to forget about anything." I told him as I got out of his grasped and walked out the door to the kitchen. I looked in the cupboard and found some poptarts I could put in the toaster to make. I felt muscular arms wrap around my waist swaying me back and forth. "what do you want to do?" he asked me almost in a singing tone. its almost as if hes mocking me with his being and him able to do anything and im not. "I just want to eat my god damn poptarts" I growled at him, as I squeezed out of his grasp. I grabbed my pop tarts and plopped on the couch. "what the hell Courtney! what is your problem? are you like bi polar cause it feels like it!" he yelled staying in my view at all times. "sorry if im not exactly the most thrilled about being kidnapped" I yelled back not even caring anymore. "yesterday you were fine, you keep having mood swings im just worried about you" he said calming down and sitting next to me. "I do have a prescription that I have to take up its at my apartment in the cities" I told him truthfully. he just put his head down and let out a huge sigh."why didn't you tell me" he said a little mad "didn't know it would affect me that much" I said shrugging. "we will leave around six tonight so we can get there at night" harry said getting up and leaving to our room and slamming the door behind him.

~harrys pov~

why would she not tell me about her problems, its not like I don't have any. I am the one keeping her here, although im not sure if I really am anymore. she seems comfortable. I sat on the bed putting my hands through my hair balling it in my fists. I looked at the table on courtneys side. I know it would be wrong to read her diary but what If she is writing about me. I opened the drawer and picked it up. I started flipping through the pages reading, every page was about me and how "heated with pashion" our love making is or was. how I was bad but so good. how she didn't know what to do at first with me, if I was the good guy who turned bad or wasn't bad. " what are you doing!" she yelled from behind me. I jumped, I turned around and saw tears forming in her eyes, her face was red "im sorry" I tried telling her but she ran into the other room locking herself inside. I wait out side her door for hours and hours and finally it opened. "im sorry" she said sounding tired wrapping her arms around my waist. "why are you sorry? im the one who needs to appoligize" she looked up at me crying more and kept repeating "im sorry" I pulled away from her and noticed  her arm, blood was pooling out of her nonstop. "Courtney?" I said confussed before she went limp and I caught her before she could fall. I picked her up completely and carried her to the couch laying her down. "what do I do?" I said worried and scared. I kept thinking of who I could call and I thought. maybe she needs her pills. I put a band aid, you know a really big one and I put her in the car and started to drive. "what ever happens I love you" I told her as I held her hand.

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