***Harry's P.O.V***
I was beyond furious when I found Melanie lying near a pool of blood when I came home. The fact that she had tried to kill herself, to get away from me was heart breaking, but I was still pissed. I have told Melanie time and time again that she is staying with me.
I had tried being intimidating, that didn't work. I tried being kind to her, yet she still ran. What the hell is it going to take to get her to accept she's mine. I knew she feared me. Even when she got angry and yelled at me, she still had fear in her eyes, yet she still disobeyed me.
Melanie is a bigger challenge than I thought she would be. I thought that the fear would make her give in, and even though she feared me, her feisty side still got the better of her some times. I have to make her learn, but how? She is fucking difficult.
"Nothing will make me love you." Melanie spoke up.
"Excuse me?" I spat, tightening my grip on her. It was like she was trying to make me angry.
"I will never love you. You can't offer me what I need in a man. You are nothing like the men I fall for, you are not a person I could ever love." she spat back at me.
"And what is it that you want then?" I growled, growing very impatient with her.
"Charlie."
Fuck. Of course she did. They were in love. He loved her, and more importantly, she loved him back. Melanie just told me she would never love me, and that killed me.
"What do you even see in him?" I demanded. "What does he have that I don't?"
"A heart. He has a heart, Harry. He cared about me, he looked after me." she shrugged.
I don't know if it was the loss of blood that was giving her so much nerve to speak to me this way, but if she didn't stop soon, she would regret it. A lot.
"That's a bit rich coming from you, don't you think? Saying he had a heart and I don't. Melanie, we both know you didn't love Charlie. He obviously didn't make you happy. If he did, you wouldn't have done what you did." I growled.
"How did you know about that?" she gasped.
I laughed, and shook my head. "I told you," I smirked, "I know everything about you. More than Charlie ever did. Or did you tell him in the end? Did Charlie ever find out you cheated on him?"
"Shut up!" Melanie shouted. "That is NONE of your business!!" she growled.
"But it is Charlie's business, yet he never found out. That's not very fair." I tutted. "He deserves to know his girlfriend was saying ' I love you' yet as soon as he walked out the door, you were next door, fucking his best friend. What was his name again? Ashton?"
"It wasn't like that!" she fumed, wriggling in my hold.
"It wasn't?" I smirked. "So what were you doing in bed together naked?" I scoffed. Melanie clenched her jaw, and raised her hand to slap me on the face, yet I caught her hand. "ah ah" I tutted. "
"What would you know anyway!" she yelled. "You have no idea how to treat somebody you love!"
"But I do know not to go and fuck other guys. Especially their best friend. You both acted like you cared about him, hugging him, yet you held each others hand at the same time!" I laughed. "You call me a monster, but at least I'm not a slut." I smirked.
"How dare you!?" Melanie bellowed. She jumped up from my hold, fury in her eyes. I must admit, it was bloody hot. "Maybe I did sleep with Ashton a few times, but that's only because Charlie slept with my friend!" she defended.
I laughed out loud, clapping my hands together. "And you guys claimed to be in love!?" I laughed. "How messed up is that?" I scoffed.
"Not as much as killing people!" she shouted. "I felt horrible for what I did, but YOU are the cruel one here! You claimed peoples life's, and walked away, with no remorse! You shot my best friend, and practically killed me doing that! You have no soul! You caused me so much pain! So fucking much! Don't you dare criticize me, because you are the fucked up one!"
In seconds I had Melanie pinned to the walls, trapped by my. Fury didn't begin to explain how pissed I was. I was so close to ripping her clothes off and fucking her until she was unconscious. "WATCH YOU FUCKING MOUTH!!" I bellowed. "You think I'm heartless! I feel no pain!!!??" I fumed. "You want to see me in pain, have in your way princess!!" I shouted.
Melanie was shaking in fear, and her face paled. Melanie collapsed to the floor when I released her, as I ran to pick up the bloody scissors. "Here is my pain!" I shouted, slicing my skin.
Melanie screamed as blood spilled from my wrists, as I sliced my wrists, just as she had done. "Here is my emotion Melanie! Here is my pain!" I growled. "You know what else sweetheart? I have poured out so much pain and emotion already! Loving you! Don't you understand that? I have loved you for so fucking long, yet I had to watch you fuck not only one, but two other pricks!" I yelled. "That killed me. it made me bleed out more than any of these cuts could, make my cry more than you have since you met me, and feel so much heartbreak I don't remember what it's like to be happy!! Because of YOU! I HAVEN'T BEEN HEARTLESS MELANIE, I JUST GAVE IT UP TO YOU!!!"
Tears poured down Melanie's face at a fast rate, and I cut myself yet again on my wrist. I yelled out in pain and frustration, and Melanie stood shaking in fear.
"Please stop!!" she screamed. "I didn't know! Stop!" she pleaded.
"That's the problem! You don't know! You're a dark horse Melanie! You steal guys hearts everyday, and you have no idea. You claim our hearts, and walk away, with no idea that you're doing it! Leaving us in a heartbroken mess." I explained, getting to a low whisper at the end.
I went to run the blade across my skin yet again, enjoying my pain flow out of me, but two small shaking fragile hands snatched the scissors from my hands. I looked up to see a tearful Melanie in front of me. She threw the scissors behind her, and crouched down in front of me.
"I'm sorry Harry" she whispered.
I was shocked when she grabbed some bandages and wrapped it around my cuts, a lot more gently than I had with her. When she was done, she slowly raised it to her lips, and kissed my bandaged arms. "I'm so so sorry Harry" she whispered.
I nodded my head, and pulled her into my chest, hugging her. She didn't hug me back, but she let me hold her. Her precious tears dripped on my shoulder, and I let her cry, we were both hurting. "Harry...can we talk. No yelling, or t-touching?" her voice quivered. I smiled at her innocence, and nodded.
"Of course baby" I cooed.
"This doesn't mean I forgive you for all the pain you've caused me." she explained. "But i'm sorry for causing you pain."
I smiled at her, glad to see her not yelling at me. Although fear and hatred were locked away in her eyes, reflecting what she was feeling, she was slowly accepting she was mine, and that made me happy.
"I know. Let's talk baby."
