Edge of Seventeen• hs

The clock changed to 1:58 a.m. Dark shadows cast the silhouettes of trees across my grey walls. I exhaled, pressing my closed suitcase shut. The words echoed in my head, "Pack light, it's easiest that way."
A deep husky voice, one that I had come to adore. I had never fully met Harry. Just video calls, text messages, late night emails.
After my suicide attempt last summer, I found that Harry was the only person who found something worth it in my otherwise flawed mind. While my parents grew away from me, and the kids at my school were out of things to say, Harry made it a point to talk to me constantly.
He had found me on an online chat, when I grew desperate for someone to talk to me. I originally planned to tell him nothing about my past, my depression, my attempt to end it all. But somehow he knew everything about me; and I loved it.
Harry was 24, while I was a simple 16. I knew not to tell anyone about us. I always felt as though it was a simple chance, that I would never actually meet him. He told me all about his busy lifestyle and his traveling. He never thought we'd be in the right place at the same time.
But it wasn't until a week ago when my heart hurt so much, and my head was pounding, that I sat on my bedroom floor with pills in my hand. I was ready to swallow them, when Harry called me.
I was crying, so hard that I couldn't breathe, and he was panicking.
"I can't do it," I had sobbed.
"Jesus Holly, don't do it for you, I know you don't want to, do it for me! Please! Holly I don't beg for anything, but I'm begging you for this. Please."
When I had agreed, he was filled with so much glee, that he promised he would get me away. He would pick me up, and he would make me happy.
There were certain conditions, I wasn't allowed to ask about his job, it was with the government and he could get in very big trouble if he told me. I also wasn't allowed to tell anyone anything about him.
The flash of headlights caught my attention, and I grabbed my small suitcase. The small red ribbon on the handle waved in the wind as I stepped out of my small Maine lake house and towards the black car.

Hey guys this was just a quick intro chapter! All other chapters will be longer. I'll be updating hopefully three times a week? Any questions feel free to ask. Or if you just need a friend then feel free to message me. Feedback is well appreciated!
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