Wicked Obsession

14.

Thursday, July 18th

His sea green eyes settle on me and I meet his gaze instantly.

"Uphold your end of the deal." He demands.

My voice is thick with the emotion that I am trying desperately to hide, but failing miserably. "No."

"Aurora."

He takes a step towards me and I point a threatening finger at him. "Stay the fuck away from me."

A single tear falls shamefully down my cheek. I don't know why I am so hurt by his actions, but I am. I should've expected it from him honestly. Since the moment I've met him he has proved to be spiteful and manipulative. Shame on me for thinking otherwise.

He stops dead in his tracks, our eyes never leaving each others as he slowly puts his hands in his pockets. His tall frame and posture radiate power, trying to intimidate me from afar.

"You must uphold your end." His tone is clear and filled with authority.

The weight of his statement settles deep inside of me and I can feel the truth in every word. I felt it the day the deal was made, the instant he shook my hand.

I clamp my mouth shut in defiance, determined to not let him win. I'm so fucking sick of him winning at my expense. Tears continue to roll down my cheeks but I keep my expression controlled.

Even with distance between us, I can see his eyes getting darker. His jaw is strained and a vein protrudes from his forehead, further showing his frustration.

"You will uphold your end." He spits through his teeth, rage coating every word. "And I'd rather you do it willingly rather than the alternative."

The threat chills me to my core but I keep my mouth closed and time seems to stand still as we stand here facing each other in the darkness. The air around us thick with emotion and tension.

I open my mouth to defy him further but I am cut off by excruciating heat all over my body. My hands and feet feel ignited, as if I am standing on coals. A scream escapes my lips and when I look down at my hands, there isn't anything different about them.

My heart rate accelerates, beating so violently I feel like my chest is going to explode. Another scream tips from my throat as my fingers claw desperately at my stomach that feels like acid is eating away at my insides.

"What the fuck is happening to me?" I cry, the shear terror making my voice unrecognizable to my own ears.

"Damn it Aurora just uphold your fucking end and it will stop!" He roars.

"No!" I half yell, half cry.

The burning suddenly stops and hunch over, my body exhausted from whatever the fuck just happened. Then, just as I begin to catch my breath, it starts all over again except this time it feels like my insides are being shredded and pulled from my body by an invisible force.

I feel my ribs breaking one by one and I can hear the audible snap in my mind. My hands fly up to my heart which feels like it is being squeezed, taking my breath away.

A screech fills the air and it takes me a minute to realize it is coming from me. The pain is unbearable. I stumble backward and fall into the wall behind me, sliding down. My vision blurs with tears and black spots and my head feels like it is going to explode, incapable of processing the torture.

Cool fingers suddenly press against my cheek and I focus on the source as best as I can. Harry's green eyes meet mine and for the first time, they seem... sad, pained almost.

"Aurora, uphold your end." He almost pleads. "There is no other way to stop this and if you don't give in soon, you will die."

I can't help but lean into the coolness of his hand and close my eyes. My voice is raw from screaming and the air stings my throat as I croak out, "I belong to Harry Styles."

The instant I finish the statement, the pain stops. My body slumps further to the ground, exhausted. I feel weak and my mind demands rest. Harry seems to realize this because he picks me up from the ground and cradles me in his arms.

I struggle against him, trying to break free but he just tightens his grip.

"I fucking hate you." I spit, hitting his chest as hard as I can. "I hate you!" I repeat, hating the tears that seem to never run dry.

He ignores me and doesn't meet my venomous glare.

"Put me the fuck down! I don't want you touching me. You're a fucking monster!"

He seats me inside his car and shuts the door. I try to move to get out but my body simply refuses, too tired to respond. Harry gets in himself and begins to drive. The car is completely silent and I face away from him to stare out my window.

I want to demand him to take me home but I don't have one. I'm completely alone in the world and I haven't allowed myself to feel this way in a long time. Against my will and no matter how hard I fight, he is slowly breaking me.

My eyes begin to water again but then again, I'm not completely sure if they have ever dried. They slowly start to close, my mental and physical exhaustion taking over. Right as I begin to drift off, I feel his fingers tuck my hair behind my ear.

His voice is soft, just a whisper meant for only his ears. "What are you doing to me?"

I want to let him know I heard him and ask what his words mean, but before I get the chance, my mind slips away and the word around me falls into darkness.

It cannot be seen, cannot be felt,
Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt,
It lies behind stars and under hills,
And empty holes it fills,
It comes first and follows after,
Ends life, kills laughter.

All the love.

-A