Dark secrets

Aftermath

Sorry I haven't updated in forever I have other stories I'm working on that haven't been published yet. And besides that, my phone is the stupidest piece of technology ever created. Enjoy!

Harry's POV

I woke up on my bed this morning and I'm actually embarrassed to say what I dreamed about. I dreamt about Louis. He saved me from Ronnie.

Except Louis can't save you from Ronnie because you shot him.

A voice in my head told me that. No one else was in the room. Just me.

I'm just tired. There's no voice in my head I'm just tired.

I shot Ronnie.

I gasped when I realised that was true. I shot Ronnie. I shot another human. Why did I do that? He was behind Niall, it was the perfect chance. No one was actually in the way just near him. Why do I feel bad about it? Because I don't do that. I don't shoot people.

I looked at the time.

10:00

I wasn't going to go to school anyway. I got off my bed and walked to my closet. Might as well change though. I looked into my long line of shirts and pants. I picked some random clothes and went downstairs. Ronnie wasn't where he was last night which I expected.

Mum was at the island looking at a paper.

"Mum?" I asked. She looked up.

"Yes?" She asked. I looked back at the spot where Ronnie was. I couldn't get the look on her face out of my head. The look of shock, fear, and worst of all, dissapointment.(???) I never wanted to see that look on her face again let alone be the cause of it.

So I decided its better not to ask.

"Never mind." I said and walked towards the door. I opened it and wind blew in to my face. The clouds were grey and it looked like it would rain hard. I shut the door and turned around.

"If you're wondering where Ronnie is, then check the newspaper." I turned around fast. Ronnie in the newspaper. Why?

I slowly walked to the island where my mum was still studying the paper. I picked up the newspaper and scanned the page. Nothing about Ronnie was written in black and white. I flipped the page over and that's when I saw it. I saw the words that would give me eternal peace. The words that made me want to laugh in his face.

'Ronnie Haddox charged for kidnap and breaking and entering.

Ronnie Haddox, 47, was charged with kidnap and breaking and entering after he kidnapped a young boy. At the time, the boy was only a baby as he was taken from the hospital a day after he was born.

The boy was returned to his mother 14 years after the incident. Haddox was never caught after the child was returned and was just caught (and imprisoned) for breaking in to the victims house.

The victim was expected to have endured abuse. Haddox will be charged for this and with luck will get out in 15 years.'

"So, why do you seem so mad? Or sad?" I asked as I sat down the paper. She should be happy that Ronnie wasn't a problem anymore.

She sighed. "Im just thinking." I sat across from her. A tear slipped from her eyes but she quickly wiped it away.

"Mum?" I asked. I was scared now. Scared that she might hate me now. I didn't want. That her and Gemma were the only people I believed actually loved me.

"Please don't cry. Dont hate me." I whispered. Her head snapped up. Her eyes met mine and in that moment, I knew I was safe.

"Harry, love, I could never hate you. You're my son, my own flesh and blood. Any mother that could hate her child doesn't deserve to be a mother." I smiled and it made her smile back.

She wasn't lying. She really did want to protect me. She would make sure that Ronnie would never hurt me.

"And I promise that as a mother I will protect you until the day my heart stops beating. You and Gemma are all I have and I wouldn't let any person on this Earth hurt you ever again." She promised.

If only she could keep that promise.