Obsessive (Sequel to Excessive)

Chapter 115.

ARABELLA CASPER

"Harry you need to calm down, what happened?" I asked.

His tall figure nervously paced around the living room as I sat on the couch hoping he would join me. His hands were coming through his wet hair and the blood on his fingers were staining the curly locks and his forehead. His muddy boots were tracking in dirt on the carpet and I know that I will have to scrub that out before Anne comes back. He bit his lip and shook his head.

"I fücked up. I fücked up bad" he muttered.

"Can you please just tell me so I can help you" I said.

"Can't. You'll be so mad. You'll hate me even more then you already do" he said.

"I don't hate you Harry" I said quietly.

"You will when I tell you" he said nervously making me sigh.

"Well, can you at least sit down, please?" I asked making him bit his lip but sit on the far end of the couch.

His eyes nervously dart around the room as his breathing was heavy. He tried to sit back on the couch but after a few moments his torso shot forward and rested his elbows on his knees. His body was jittering around as his feet were tapping the floor.

"I called Luchesi to come home" I said making him nod.

"Arabella you're never going to forgive me for this" he said.

"Harry, can you please just tell me what you-"

"I shot Seth" he said said, cutting me off.

There was a deadly silence that rang through the room the second the confession left his lips. I stared at him for a moment in shock. His eyes were trained on my face waiting for me to show any signs of emotion, but it's just that. I didn't know what to do.  I looked away from him and down at the couch attempting to gather my thoughts. My brain was running rampant with questions.

Why did he do that? How did he even get in contact with him? Did Seth die? My mind was a jumbled confused mess, but there was one thing I knew all to well. I had no anger and no sadness for the entire situation. I'm not mad at Harry for shooting Seth, neither I am sad for Seth. Worried, yes, but I'm not sad about him getting shot and sitting next to his shooter.

I looked back at Harry to see his still nervous expression covering his face.

"Why?" I asked.

"It's a complicated story-" he began making me look at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Tell me"

"I am" he said running a hand through his hair. "We've been working on joining for a while. You know this, Savage and Ferocious are coming together. I gave him the papers and after you left that day, he said he will have them signed. I went to get them at the location he gave me. I showed up and he was giving me problems, bringing you into it, and threatening me with your father. He said I was brainwashing you, that I killed your father, that I don't love you, and I lost it. I pulled my gun and shot"

"Then what?"

"It was a blur after that. My ears were ringing and I heard screaming. We were in an ally but I forgot to put the silencer on. I had to get out of there before the police came so I ran up the fire latter to the top of a building before jumping roofs then jumping off hence why I am so muddy. I don't know if he's dead, I don't even remember where I shot him to be honest, my ears are still ringing" he said.

"Oh.." I said making his eyes widen.

"Arabella, talk to me" he said.

My thoughts were still jumbled but I was just waiting for the anger to come over me. But it didn't. I wasn't angry at Harry at all. I wasn't happy with him for what he did but I wasn't mad. I didn't feel a single thing towards the situation. I should be angry. I should throw him out for even stepping foot in the house, but instead, I just want him to stay. I looked back at the dirty boy watching him watch me.

Nothing he did tonight was right, nothing at all.  I am not rewarding him for what he had done but I am also not punishing him. He obviously knew what he did was wrong if I was the first he came to, to confess what he had done. His guilty expression on his face tells the entire story for him that he had done something wrong.

"Arabella" he said quietly.

"Please, Ara, talk to me" he begged.

"I'm not mad" I said quietly making his eyes widen.

He sat there for a moment, wide eyed and nearly jaw dropped before he decided to speak.

"What?" he asked.

"I-I'm not mad at you" I said making him swallow harshly.

"Arabella, you're in shock right now, I understand that" he said.

"No, I'm not mad. After what he did to you" I said.

"No no no, Arabella I need you to listen to yourself right now. I just shot your brother, he could possibly be dead, and you're not angry at me?" he asked making me shake my head.

"He has done worse to you" I said making Harry stand up and begin pacing again.

"I really need you to listen to yourself"

"Harry, I'm not mad"

He took the words in before slowly nodding to himself. Just as I thought he was about to relax and calm down, his head began shaking and his hands were pushed into his knotted hair.

"No, no, no!" he began yelling making me stand up.

"Harry"

"No, Arabella! He's right! You're brainwashed!" He yelled making me shake my head.

"What?"

"I don't know how I did it, but you're brainwashed! I brainwashed you! You're fine with your brother's shooter possible murderer for all we know standing in front of you and you're not angry! You're brainwashed! I don't know what I did but I did it! I'm sorry!" he yelled making me walk towards him.

"Harry, I'm not brainwashed!" I said, making him move further from me.

"You are! You don't even notice it!" he said.

"Harry Stop!" I yelled making him shake his head.

"Listen to yourself Arabella!" he screamed.

"Harry if you just shut up and listen I can explain myself!" I screamed, trying to make my way closer to him.

"No! I need to get out of here!"

"Harry stop!"

"I never should have done this! You could have had a perfectly normal life!"

"Stop!"

"You would have been the good little girl you're raised to be! Now look at you, defending the devil!" he said, his back slamming into the wall from backing up.

"Will you just listen to me!" I screamed.

"You need to stay away from me!"

"I can't!"

"You have to!"

"Harry shut up!" I screamed.

Before I could stop myself my lips crashed against his in a rushed haste kiss. His body immediately relaxed against mine as his lips were frozen. I took it as my cue to take the lead as I pushed my tongue through his lips, following the actions he often does on me. He allowed himself to be dominated over as my hands fisted the bloody curls at his neck. I pulled his face down closer to mine causing him to snap out of his trance.

His tongue fought with mine for dominance, but I was not allowing him to win this time. His hands wrapped around my waist and pulled me closer. I allowed him to dominate my mouth for a second but before he could enjoyed it, I pulled my lips away from his making him groan quietly. I kept my hands in his curls as we both breathed heavily for a bit before I decided to speak.

"Will you let me do the talking now?" I asked, tugging his hair a bit harder making him nod slowly.

"Okay" 

A/N:
dammnnnn Arabella who knew she had it in her!
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