Safe House ➳ Sidemen

It's All Falling Apart

Sophie

I bolt straight up from all the noise downstairs. What's happening down there? "No!" I hear from downstairs. I quickly get out of bed and leave the room and go into the hallway. I covered my mouth because of the horrible scene in front of me. There was blood splattered on the walls and on the carpet. I go back into the room and shake Vikk awake. "Vikk! VIKK!" I yell

He bolts straight up, "What? What happened?" He asked still half asleep

"Look outside!" I said running outside and into the hallway. Vikk's eyes widened and we both ran downstairs to see everyone surrounding something on the floor. I stood on my toes to see, Harry's body and his eyes wide open. Harry was dead. I covered my mouth with my hands and gasped.

I looked around the room, I had to look any where else besides what was right in front of me. Everyone was a mess. The girls were crying, the guys were trying not to cry but, the guys that were crying were Chris and Vikk. I mean, I understand why, Harry, helped through hard times and they brought them to this house with the other guys. I think they were taking it the worst.

Vikk is currently crying on my shoulder while I attempt to comfort him, Chris ran up to his room with Lucy following behind him. "Who would do this?" Emily asked crying

Suddenly Freya had a sudden outburst, "Allie" she growled

"What?" Emily asked

"Allie fucking did this" she growled

"Dude, I told you the re-"

"I don't fucking care! She killed him! With her own hands!!" Freya yelled

"Frey, calm down" Josh said

"Wait, what do you mean Allie killed him?" I asked

"Are you fucking deaf?! I just said Allie killed Harry with her bare fucking hands! Not only did she kill Harry, she killed that Rob guy and fucking Gabriel!" She yelled

I looked at Simon who just looked away with guilt washed all over his face. No. It couldn't have been. The angel. The angel that possess Allie. Allie wouldn't do that, the guilt would torture her for too long and it would destroy her inside. It was the fucking angel and, not only was it the angel, Simon was the one that made the fucking deal. I know he meant well but, he should've known something would go wrong. Hell did things go wrong. Three deaths happened in this house and that was only today! Part of me just wanted to be mad and Simon but, the other part knew he meant well and only did it because he loved her.

I walked over to him and couldn't bare to look at him in the eyes. His eyes were filled with guilt and pity. "I-I-" I didn't know what to say. I don't wanna hurt him but, another part just wants to throw him out of house and leave him to rot on his own.

I could feel the strange stares coming from half the room, the other half is too busy comforting each other. "Why Simon? Why?" I asked. No response. "I know you meant well." All he did was face me. His facial expressions told a different story. He was angry but at the same time sad, like me. All of a sudden my anger started building up and I raised my hand to slap him, it looked like he knew it was coming, he deserved it. After what we did, what he caused, he deserved it. He braced his face, he closed his eyes and his turn away from my hand. I was about to do it when I put my hand down and looked at him with tears forming in my eyes. "I thought I could trust you."

He sighed, "So-"

I cut him off. "If your trying to reason with me, it won't work. You caused this Simon, this is your doing." I paused, "I know my sister like I know my own mind you will never find anyone as trusting or as kind. I love my sister more than anything in this life I will choose her happiness over mine every time. Put what we and aside, I'm standing at her side, you could never be satisfied God I hope your satisfied" I said. "I thought I could trust you" I could feel the strange looks I'm getting from everyone but, they could care less about me right now.