Things Fall Apart {Haylor}

Chapter 17

TAYLOR'S POV

I looked to my left to see Harry asleep with his arms still wrapped around me. A smile grew on my face and I rested my forehead against his. Just then, the doorbell rang making Harry wake up.

"I'll get it."

He smiled and rubbed his eyes before nodding. I untangled myself from him and went downstairs to open the door. But when I opened it, no one was there...there was only a medium sized box on the floor. I picked it up and brought it into the house, closing the door behind me.

Slowly, I opened the lid and gasped in shock, dropping the lid on the floor. Tears streamed down my face and I let out a blood curling scream. The room door opened revealing an anxious looking Harry. He ran down the stairs and came over beside me. I felt my legs go weak and I fell to the ground, sobbing.

"Oh my god babe what's wrong?"

I shakily pointed to the box and curled up into a ball while Harry got up to take a look at what's inside.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!"

He pushed the box further away and bent down to hug me.

"Shhh...it's okay it's okay..."

I shook my head and sobbed harder. I couldn't believe what I saw. It was gruesome and disgusting...

The image of the blood kept floating around in the back of my mind. Who in the right mind would send me something so...I don't know how to describe it...it's a feeling that must be felt to understand.

"W- why Harry? Why d- did someone d- do such a t- thing to a poor c- cat? I feel s- so sick looking at i- it..."

I sobbed into Harry's chest, images of blood kept flashing.

"I don't know baby...I don't know..."

I felt my phone vibrate and I shakily looked at what it was. It was him. It was the person.

<unknown number>
Hey Taylor...did you like the gift I sent you? I made it myself.

Chills went down my spine as I read the end of the message.

He made it himself.

So he's saying that he heartlessly killed a stray cat and cut off its paw to send it to me. He dissected a cat. An innocent cat. Before I knew it, more tears flowed down my cheeks and I could feel my anxiety rushing through my blood.

"Calm down babe...I'm right here."

Harry tried comforting me but I was so traumatized by the situation that nothing seemed to calm me down.

"H- Harry..."

"Shh...focus on your breathing.."

"It w- was an innocent c- cat...I caused i- it's death...i- it's all my f- fault.."

"No it's not Tay...trust me."

He caressed my cheek and pulled my trembling body closer to his. I hiccuped and rested my head on Harry's chest lightly. Another buzz came from my phone and I looked down on the screen.

<unknown number>
Now that you see this poor little kitty, you should be more careful. Maybe Meredith and Olivia's next...

"No..no. Not my cats.."

I whispered to myself and quickly texted back. Harry saw how worried I was and placed his hand on my shoulder. I looked at him and saw him smiling slightly. I smiled back but returned to what I was doing originally.