Eyes Open {Book 1}

Chapter 25

"Give a little time to me, or burn this out. We'll play hide and seek, to turn this around. All I want is the taste that your lips allow." - Give Me Love by Ed Sheeran

Chapter 25

Christy's POV

I hadn't stopped crying. No matter how much I tried or wanted to, I couldn't. The tears just kept flowing. I couldn't catch my breath. Harry and I sat in the back seat of our new car. Mikey had stolen it from the gas station parking lot. We assumed it belonged to one of the men in the store, but neither one of them would be missing it, cause they were both dead. Harry held onto me, his arms wrapped around my shoulder. I fisted his tshirt in my hands as the broken hearted pain clenched my chest. It felt like the body count was piling up. Three people now dead: Alec and the two men in the store.

"You'll be okay." Harry whispered in my hair, rocking me back and forth. I cried harder. Maybe I was going to be okay, who really knew, but what about all the people caught in the cross fire? What about their families and friends who now have to live without them?

"Nothing will ever be okay." I mumbled into his chest.

It's almost as if he hated the idea. Like my words stung him. He hugged me tighter, squeezing me closer into his body. Suddenly, the car stopped and Mikey turned it off, taking the keys out of the ignition and letting them jingle as he placed them in the pocket of his jacket.

"We're here." Mikey whispered, turning around in his seat.

I let Harry scoot me out the car. I let him guide me through the parking lot. I let him walk me into an air conditioned room... because I didn't care anymore. What were we fighting for? A life?

Did we really think that everything would be normal if Andrew disappeared? That Harry and I could buy a house and a dog and the world would be safe... cause it wouldn't. The memories and pain would always be sketched into my mind, haunting me.

"Sit here." Harry whispered; his voice raspy and quiet. I sat down on the soft surface and immediately I knew it was a bed. I opened my eyes, for the first time in awhile, to the dark room. A couple more tears escaped down my cheeks as I blinked, scanning my eyes around the room. It was a hotel room.

"Where are we? Where's Mikey?" I croaked, looking around the empty room.

"He went to go hide the car and we're about five hours from the gas station." I heard Harry's voice, but didn't see him. I heard running water then he finally appeared, coming out of the bathroom. He knelt down in front of me, his green eyes boring into mine.

"You look like a mess." He chuckled, smirking slightly. I knew he was joking, trying to lighten the mood, but even though normally I would of laughed or smiled, I couldn't force myself to. I looked down at my hand resting on the mattress, avoiding eye contact as I tried to blink back tears.

"Hey," He slid his two fingers underneath my chin, bringing me to look at him. "It's your turn to not shut me out... Talk to me." He pleaded. He took my hands in his, stroking his thumb in circles on the back of my hands. I shook my head.

"Babe," He said. "I'm so sorry."

He lifted his hand up, gently wiping a damp towel onto my forehead, wiping away the tears and sweat. I closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling of the warm cloth on my skin.

"Maybe this was a bad idea." I whispered before I could stop my words. His hand stopped, dropping into his lap.

"What do you mean?"

I looked into his eyes filled with worry and sadness. I bowed my head in shame at the words I said next.

"Us."

He stared at me in horror. My chest clenched at the thought of his heart breaking; ripping into two. He abruptly stood to his feet, turning his back to me. He ran his hands through his hair. The muscles in his back contorted and flexed as he moved.

"Is that really how you feel? That we were just a waste?" His voice cracked with sadness. I stood up as well, standing so close to him I could wrap my arms around him without moving my feet. 

"I love you more than anything, but us being together has brought nothing good to anyone." I whispered, walking around him till I was at the door. I opened the door slightly, but was stopped as Harry's hand pushed it close. 

"You can't leave. Andrew will find you and probably kill you." He said. The pleading that swarmed in his green eyes made my stomach hurt. He looked pained, because at this very moment, I was breaking his heart. I was doing the one thing I thought I never could

Leave.

"And maybe it's time he did." I snapped back. "Maybe if he gets me, if he gets what he wants, then he'll stop. Maybe it will all be okay if I'm not here anymore." My voice was barely audible. I let the tears slip down my cheeks and drip onto the suede of my moccasins. 

"If you're not here anymore, I won't be okay. You. Can't. Leave. Me." He stepped closer, causing me to back into the wall behind me. I could feel his body heat on me. I didn't want to hurt him. It was the last thing I wanted, but at this point, I was no good for him. I was putting him in more danger than he ever was. There was only one way for him to let me go.

To break him so he can't chase after me. 

"Kind of like you left me?" The disgust that laced through my voice made me want to vomit then I looked at the look plastered on his face, like I had punched him in the stomach, and I could actually feel the bile in the back my throat, but I swallowed it down. "Maybe if you didn't go back to Andrew and left me to fight for myself, none of this would of happened." I swallowed, preparing myself for the feeling that follows the next words I had to say. "Maybe we're in this situation because... because of you." 

He stepped back. Tears welling in his eyes, his fists clenched at his sides. "You don't mean that. I love you." He croaked. 

"I'm sorry, Harry." I said, then turned around, walking out the door, and leaving a broken boy behind to break some more. 

Living without my other half was going to be the death of me....

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This feels really short and it probably is but I needed to give you all something. I feel bad when I take forever to update. Please, vote and tell me what you think in the comments. Lots of love!!!