Insanity

Chapter 30.

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I raise my hand to rub my temples as I suddenly feel dizzy. When will this end. I fucking hate Harry for doing this to me. This is all his fault. I slowly dropped on the ground and pulled my knees up my chest, hugging them tightly as I continue to sob. All I feel rightnow is fear. Anything horrible could happen to me any second, and I'm just sitting here waiting for that.

My head jolted up the moment I heard someone's footsteps coming this way. The first thing I thought was to run so I did. I ran as fast as my legs can take me. Tears were still there streaming nonstop. The only thing I could hear was my heart beating so fast as if it's about to explode. I don't know if I can still do this.

Suddenly, someone roughly grabbed my arm from behind, abruptly stopping me from running, and before I knew what was happening, I was already pushed against a tree. I slightly winced in pain because of the contact.

"Brae." A familiar growl was heard, making me look up to meet a pair of green eyes.

I gasp. "Harry?"

"You're such a bitch, don't you know that?!" He yells in my face.

"Fuck you, Harry! You left me alone in the damn house without telling me! You're the asshole here!" I snap, tears already streaming down my face like a waterfall.

He just glared at me without any response as I fell down on my knees and sobbed. "Why would you do that..." I whisper in between sobs.

I heard a heavy sigh escaped between his lips as he kneels down infront of me. He placed his hand on my knees and I swat it away. "Don't touch me."

"You shouldn't have left the house, Brae. Danger lurks in this place and you should be careful." He tells me, his voice abit calmer now.

"Well, what would you expect? I was scared, ofcourse I would go crazy being alone in the damn house."

"If you were smart enough, you wouldn't have left the house." He barks.

"I'm never smart, okay?! This is all your fault."

"My fault? You came with me in the first place so basically this is all your fault. See what you have brought yourself into?"

"I hate you." I sharply say.

He stands up and offers a hand. I roll my eyes as I declined it and stood up by myself.

"Take me home." I demand, rubbing my eyes with my hand.

"That's what I'm doing." He flatly responds and unexpectedly grabs my hand, tugging me to the other direction.

"Let's go."

I pull my hand off his grip. "I can walk on my own. You don't need to hold me like a five year old."

"I don't want you to put yourself into further danger." He then grabs my hand again, his grip tightening around my wrist.

"No. Let me go." I sternly say, attempting to wiggle my wrist out of his grasp but he was too strong compared to me.

"Shut it." He spat and tugs me to the other direction.

"Can you walk abit faster?" He complains.

"I'm trying." I mumble, trying to walk faster. He couldn't blame me. I was running and shit so obviously my energy is all drained out.

"Fuck!" I gasp as I felt somebody pass behind me in a very quick pace, causing me to immediately turn around. Harry seemed to notice as he also stopped walking.