Into The Woods - Harry Styles

20.

Harry's POV

After telling Rose to go back to my hut I begin heading towards the outskirts of Death Valley. I never planned to talk with Ellie in the first place and I probably should have mentioned to Rose that I broke up with her tonight, but I don't really feel like Rosalie cares about our relationship status.

I cannot explain my anger I have towards William for making such a commotion tonight. We made a deal years prior for him to never return and yet he breaks his promise yet again. I should have never trusted the bastard in the first place.

Speaking of the devil, here he is, waiting at the gate just as I suspected. I begin shaking my head at him, watching as he chuckles to himself. His face and body is still clothed with his dark attire, making him appear to be frightening and I guess in a sense he is.

"Did you really think I wouldn't find out?" He asked, removing his face piece, so I can see his smirk. I stop in front of the gates, the only tangible object that keeps us apart, yet there is so much more that lies beneath the surface that keeps us from each other.

"We had a deal." I remind him, making sure he knows he has yet again broken his promise to me. I watch as he rolls his eyes, saying,

"A deal you made with a notorious liar." He tells me, watching as I shake my head.

"You weren't always like this." I whisper, attempting to uncover the true Will, but I think it's too late for him. He has already succumb to the darkness he has created. The darkness that ruined my life.

"You and I both know that's a lie." He laughs, while I stand watching someone I once considered important to me.

"I trusted you. I gave you Violet. I let you have the one thing that truly made me happy." I try to explain to him how much he hurt me in the past.

"Violet never loved you, Harry. She always wanted me, I saved her from you." His words slice through me like a knife, cutting deeper than expected. Past memories of my first love flash before my eyes, still haunting me to this very day. I know he is only saying these things because he feels the need to tear others down for his own pleasure, so I let him have it.

"You're a lonely cowed that mourns a love that was never yours and you envied mine with her so much that you had to take her from me and in the process of tearing our love apart you managed to destroy Violet. Her death is on your hands and you know that." I lash out at him, tired of him trying to convince me that she never loved me.

"You're just upset because you gave up your love for those people." He points towards Death Valley. What was I supposed to do? Let him take over my father's village so I can be with her? I didn't want to give her up, but how could I let all those people be under his command only to be his slaves?

"Stop trying to make me feel like I made the wrong choice for my people." I turn away from him and start heading back towards camp, no longer wanting to be in his presence.

"Whatever keeps you sane, brother." I stop in my tracks, slowly turning back to face him.

"You may be my brother by birth, but you will never be considered family." I walk away from him, stomping back towards camp. I hate the way he can get under my skin. Nobody infuriates me more then William. Even Rose doesn't drive me this crazy, at times, maybe, but she's different. She's so much different.

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I push the door to my hut open, immediately noticing the candles lit. I shut the door behind me, turning around to see Rosalie leaning up against the wall with an unreadable expression on her face.