Chapter 12

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For the last few months it's been the same routine. I stay in the room all day and go down in the afternoon until after dinner. Harry doesn't like it when I ask him too many questions but I have at least learnt what he does for a living. He is a bar tender. Weird right? I didn't believe him at first but it's true.

Harry has also become a lot more lenient with me staying downstairs when he is home, especially since there is no bathroom to go to upstairs. This small change has only happened in the last two months though. Every day gets harder and easier at the same time if you know what I mean... Every day that goes by he becomes nicer but every day that goes by I realise that I am less likely to be found. It's been a good few months now and the last thing I want is for anyone to give up on me. I'm still waiting to be found.

Harry has been really busy when he comes home though; apparently those papers he writes on every night indicate where the police have searched for me last. He seems to be scared and on edge lately, I'm guessing it is because they are getting closer. I heard him last week negotiating with some guy who would be able to get him a new hide out.

Harry's 'nightmares' haven't improved either. I can still hear him screaming the same things over and over from his bedroom. And honestly I don't know if it is because of the irritation of always being locked inside or the fact that Harry's nightmares are the cause of my lack of sleep but, I am feeling really moody lately. One moment I am perfectly okay and the next thing I know I am raging. I don't know what it is, but I pray it stops soon before Harry loses it with me.
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