Danger Magnets (1D)

Chapter Six: The Episode

- Dede's Point Of View -

 "Hey cousin?"

"What cousin?" I rolled my eyes as I scrolled through my emails on my phone as I looked over to my kitchen entrance and saw Harry staring at me - but he didn't look like care free Harry, oh no - he looked like an un-sure Harry who's scared shit-less of something - me.

"Harry, what's wrong?"

 "I-I need to talk to you"

"... You are talking to me-"

"NO - no... about... your friend..." 

"Kitty? What did you do?" I growled at him and I stomped over to him and grabbed his shirt, "What did you do Harry?" I spat his name, ready to become a murderer if I have to.

 "Well I-I- first I need to tell you something"

"Harry, what the fuck have you done now?!" I yelled at him.

"Well, honestly - it all started with me being drunk-"

"You didn't..." I trailed off, shaking as I glared at him.

"No - no! Before I even met Kitty, it was before I made you hate me, okay?

"What the hell are you going on about Harry?!" I yelled, pushing away from him as I heard the shower turn off.

"Dede?!" I hear her call out as I glared at Harry.

"Don't - don't bring this up Harry, if you want us to be at least friends you never bring up the past, do you hear me?" 

He slowly nods before I turned and walked into my bedroom and closed the door before I walked over to the bathroom, "Kitty are you-" I opened the bathroom door and stopped dead at the sight, "Oh god... Kitty"

 "I wasn't - I didn't - I couldn't..." ripping a towel off of the towel rack I quickly wrapped it around her body before I grabbed her hands and looked at her face.

"Sweet heart, shh, it's okay-"

"I couldn't - I couldn't... I did it again"

Swallowing at the sight of Kitty's face wiping itself clean and allowing me to see how she actually felt, scared. Terrified. How she always is after an episode.

 "It's going to be okay-"

She held her pale arms up so they were level with my face, "It's not going to be okay, it's not. It can't be - this can't be okay. It's not normal, people look at me differently - it's all my fault" she shakes and I ignore the blood and wrapped my arms around her.

 "It's not your fault that you do this, okay? People just don't understand how you feel, how the past has made something in you untameable. Don't blame yourself Kitty, it wasn't and isn't your fault"

 Quickly I grabbed another towel and wrapped it around the first one before I wrapped my arms around her, "Come on, i'll help you walk to the bed"

"It's not okay - it's sick. I'm sick. My parents - they would say I'm sick. That's what everyone thinks - isn't it?! That I'm sick?!" she cries out, her body shaking as I started to panic.

This is more worse than her other one's.

"I remember. I remember more. I remember his face - I remember it Dede. I couldn't until now. And now I..." she stares at her arms, the fresh cuts that went all the way up to elbows, they were everywhere. All around, but not deep enough for them to scar.

 They never are.

 "Kitty - look at me" I demanded as her shaking got worse.

 "It was my fault. It was mine - all mine, I couldn't - they wouldn't let me go. They said to hide, they said to not make a sound - so I hid. I watched - I saw it all Dede, I saw it all" she cries before she starts to sob silently.

"I need you to let me help you walk to the bed Kitty-"

She shakes her head, and that's when I decided I need some kind of help - her brother.

"I'll be right back, don't move" I was about to leave when I turned back and took the razor blades before I ran into the lounge room and started searching for my phone.

"What - Diana, what's happened?!" Harry yells.

"Need my phone. I need my phone - where's my phone?!" I screamed at him and he shrugs.

Turning back to the couch I started to rip the couch cushions off of the couch as I found it, grabbing the phone I jumped over the couch and ran into my bathroom, "Harry - get out-"

"Shut up Diana" he snapped at me as Kitty cowered from the both of us.

"I said to get-"

"Call the ambulance" he growled at me before he bent down and stared at Kitty.

Snapping out of it I unlocked my phone before I tapped her brothers number and it began to ring. Turning I saw my mirror had shattered - fuck. I knew I shouldn't have left her alone again.

"Kitten, shh - look, it's me - Harry"

"Pick up. Pick up. Pick up" I mumbled, ending the call before I re-dialed it again.

 "Kitten - look at me" my eyes turned to Harry as he slowly shuffled towards Kitty, as if she was a scared animal - which she is if you think about it, "Kitten, look - your safe"

"No. No. No. No. No. No. No" Kitty shook her head.

"Kitten, we're safe look-"

"No!" she jumped forward and grabbed onto Harry's shirt, "I'm not. We're not. No one's safe - he'll find me. He promised he'll find me - he said he'll kill me. He said he promises" she whispered to Harry, before she just dropped.

"KITTY!" I screamed in panic, dropping my phone as Harry quickly collected the petite girl in my arms.

"Move Dede" moving out of Harry's way he stood and carried her out of the bathroom and laid her gently on the bed, then I did what I usually do as Harry melted into the background, I cleaned her cuts and wrapped her arms.

"Dede... tell me what the fuck that was" Harry growled from behind me and I sighed before I took a large shirt and put her arms through it before I buttoned it up, "Diana, tell me or so help me i'll-"

"It happens once in a while, I honestly thought she was getting better though"

Making sure Harry couldn't see I made sure to put some pyjama shorts on her before I checked if she was breathing properly.

"What do you mean, it happens once in a while?"

"It's called an episode, when she was younger she went through something - and I am not telling you what because it is none of your business" I continued wrapping her left arm, since she had managed to do both this time and then I stood back.

"She has episodes when she remembers what happened, the first time I witnessed it I honestly thought she was going to kill herself... but no. She only self harms to get out of the memory - the Doctors said it would stop one day, but that was when she was fifteen. She still has them, and that was the worse of them from what I recall" I flinch at the sight of my bloody clothes and arms.

"She remembers the event, she self harms to get out of the event - but then she falls asleep and forgets it all, the doctors said it was her mind still trying to protect her from the memories..."

"That makes no sense-"

"Well no one asked you for your opinion" I snapped at Harry and he flinches.

"Now I need to clean up the blood before she wakes up" pushing past Harry I go into the bathroom, careful not to stand on the mirror pieces and bent down while grabbing the bleach and other cleaning products. I guess I won't be working on the report due tomorrow today.