Roses and Daggers

Chapter 11

Harry's POV

Home.

For many people it's a happy place but not for me.

My home is dreadful and its because my mum is broken.

Therefor she doesn't give a crap about me.

I might seem like a person with nothing to worry about, but it's the complete opposite.

I'm broken.

My mum is never home and when she is, she is either drinking or doing drugs.

It's a living hell.

Yes, I might have a good house, but it isn't close to being a home.

I get up from my bed and go downstairs to the kitchen.

I see my mum and she has a syringe on her hand.

"Stop!" I scream but it's too late, she injected herself with the substance.

She looks up to me and smirks.

"Too late, Honey." She laughs.

"Don't you get it? You are destroying you're life? What am I going I do if I loose you?" I scream at her.

"Oh, shut up will you?" She says loads of venom in her voice.

"You are so selfish. You know, your not the only one who is suffering. I suffer too mum you just don't get it. It's not all about yourself." I say, no longer yelling, just with a broken voice.

A flash of pain ran in her eyes but she quickly recovered.

"Well your not the one that your damn father left." She yells.

"You really don't get it do you? I lost my dad too. He left me, he left us. I get your pain mum. Trust me, I get it." I say.

And with that I left the kitchen and ran outside.

I ran until my legs felt numb. I ran until I felt the pain drifted away. I ran from my problems.

That's what people do right? They run from their problems instead of confronting them?

I sit under a tree, admiring the lovely blue sky and the fluffy white clouds.

This is my place to find peace.

I could see a park infront of me.

Little children playing on the playground. No worries. No regrets. Nothing bad. Just them enjoying life.

It hurts. It hurts how I have to see my mum destroying her life. It hurts cause I can't help her. It hurts that I have to pretend that I have nothing bad going on in my life, when in reality it's the complete opposite. It hurts how I have to put on a fake smile every day and say I'm fine. It hurts. Everything hurts.

I lie down on my back and admire the sky and clouds.

I start saying random objects that the clouds remind me of, in my head of course and after a couple hours which seem like minutes, I sit up.

I walk towards the playground and sitting on the grass was Louis. He had his head in his hands.

I kneel down so I was infront of him.

"Louis?" I ask.

He looks up to me. His eyes were bloodshot and puffy. He's been crying. Also he had a bruise on his cheek.

"Louis, who did this." I raised my voice.

He flinched and I instantly felt bad.

"I'm sorry Lou." I pulled him into a hug.

He hugged me back and we sat there for a while and I felt his breathing becoming slower and steadier.

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