The Belladonna

Chapter 49

Isabella's POV:

Harry was finally stable enough to be untied the day after I talked to him. Although I knew it was nothing that I did that made him this way. 

He was oddly quiet except when people spoke to him, and then he'd give short replies filled with anger. All of us were very concerned about him except for Shayla. She was angry with him at the moment because of the way he was acting. 

She slapped him across the face as soon as she saw him, and Louis had to hold her back from hitting him even more and Niall had to hold Harry back because of how angry he was getting. They ended up screaming at each other before they were separated and it was just absolutely awful.

Shayla was so angry because Harry was more concerned about himself than anyone and he wasn't taking consideration of how anyone else felt because of his actions. 

"He's becoming someone else, Bella! That's not acceptable!" she ranted to me but all I could say was that he would become himself again one day. I knew it. I had this undeniable hope that he would see reason after he looked past this hatred and anger he was feeling. 

It was just going to take him a long time.

But that was this morning, and now everything has seemed to calm down some, although Harry was allowed nowhere near my mother. He was basically banned from the doctor's office with no exceptions. So he's just been pacing through different rooms, often stopping at the windows and looking out towards the sea. I knew he wanted to leave; to sail off again soon but I didn't know if that was a good idea or not.

"Bella?" Shayla asks, making me turn towards her as she rubbed one of her arms awkwardly. "Yeah?" I ask and she lets out a sigh. "Sorry I've been so angry today. Just seeing him like that really irked me and before I knew it, I was yelling at him." she apologizes and I give her a smile.

"It's okay, Shayla. I understand why you're angry. I was too when I yelled at him yesterday. And I gave him a slap too." I say with a small smile and she laughs. "Maybe we'll slap some sense into him." she jokes and I chuckle before she frowns at me.

"You told me what happened in there...why didn't you tell him?" she asks and I give her a long stare. "Tell him what?" I ask and she gives me a look. 

"What happened on that ship? Everything his father told you?" she asks and I frown, looking out the window. "Well, I didn't tell him because I had a feeling it wouldn't affect him. He wasn't in that state of mind to hear about what I went through or anything like that. Telling him probably would make it worse." I murmur and she lets out a sigh.

"Nothing could really make it worse, Bella. He's already hit rock bottom." she mutters and I frown, looking back up to see the sad look on her face. "That's the thing, though." I whisper and she raises an eyebrow.

"I don't think he has yet." I breathe out and her eyes widen slightly. "You think he could get worse than this?" she asks me doubtfully and I pause for a moment, thinking it over before nodding my head. "I think so." I murmur and she sighs.

"I was afraid of that." she admits and I take in a deep breath. "It seems like everything we do for him is just going to backfire. Maybe we just have to let his anger run its course." I say defeated and she shakes her head at me, the angry fire back in her eyes in an instant.

"Don't even think that. If we let him get his way with what he's doing, he's never going to stop. He'll definitely get worse if we don't do something about it." she says heatedly and I shrug my shoulders desperately, my hands up in question.

"Well what are we supposed to do? We've tried many things! Being nice to him, offering help, tying him up, screaming at him...what else can we do without pissing him off even more? If we try to force him to stop being angry he's only going to retaliate further!" I yell and she looks at me in shock, making me let out a sigh.