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Chapter 8

Niall's PoV

Hah. Silly, Emerald. I'm not that stupid. I gave her a week to change her mind about keeping Harry alive, and she didn't take the hint.

Oh well. I hate to do this, but if it's the only way for her to listen, I guess I gotta take the route. I take out my cellphone, dialing the last person I'll ever trust.

"Hey, Niall, what's up?" He asked.

"Hey, Louis, listen up. You remember Harry, right?"

He scoffs, "Of course. Who wouldn't?"

"He's still alive."

"You didn't take care of it?" He asked, concern and confusion in his voice.

I shake my head, "Not yet. It should be done by the end of this month. Did you find anything yet?"

"I'm pretty sure that him and Liam are pissed about Zayn. Why isn't Harry dead?"

 He sighs, "Ay, yi, yi, that's not good. What're you going to do about it?

Niall's PoV

Hah. Silly, Emerald. I'm not that stupid. I gave her a week to change her mind about keeping Harry alive, and she didn't take the hint.

Oh well. I hate to do this, but if it's the only way for her to listen, I guess I gotta take the route. I take out my cellphone, dialing the last person I'll ever trust.

"Hey, Niall, what's up?" He asked.

"Hey, Louis, listen up. You remember Harry, right?"

He scoffs, "Of course. Who wouldn't?"

"He's still alive."

"You didn't take care of it?" He asked, concern and confusion in his voice.

I shake my head, "Not yet. It should be done by the end of this month. Did you find anything yet?"

"I'm pretty sure that him and Liam are pissed about Zayn. Why isn't Harry dead?"

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"Her godparents should be flying back home next week, so... I'll go from there."

"She'll probably ask you to kill her if you kill them," He laughed, "She'll hate you."

"I warned her about it. Oh well," I said, ignoring the fact that those people are the last thing Emerald have to keep her going, I guess.

"Just take care of Harry. I'll see what I can do about Liam."

Shaking my head, I smile, "Nope. I got it. If they're still in contact, then we can kill both of them. You already did enough by helping me find Zayn."

"Alright. Bye, Niall."

"See you soon, hopefully," I said before hanging up the phone.

I then sigh, looking at the bright moon in the sky.

A week went by pretty fast. Harry and I met up a few times, but I never asked why him and Niall stopped talking.

I think I have to ask Niall why he wanted Harry to die. There has to be something I don't know.

I was walking by myself in the park. I was bored out of my mind, and decided to get out of the house.

Aren't my godparents back by now? I'll go home in a bit to check.

I was excited to see them. Hawaii must've been fun for them. A great relaxing break, I guess. I was completely okay with not going because I have all of this assassin bullshit on my shoulders.

Maybe when Niall's done with his test, he'll finally let me go. It's stressful to know that he can just take things from me if I do something wrong.

When I get to my house, I see that the door is open. That's weird. They never leave it open, and I locked it when I left. I thought.

"Hello?" I asked, pushing the door all the way open.

The living room was empty. I go into the kitchen to see that it's empty, too.

That's when I notice the spot of blood by the stairs. As I went up the stairs, the spots grew bigger and messier.

What happened here? I thought, feeling a little sick from the smell of blood.

It lead all the way to a closed door. When I opened it, I screamed so hard that I thought I was going to explode right then and there.

My godparents were on the floor, lifeless. The blood was thick and heavy as it soaked the carpet, nearly dying it red.

"No, this can't..." I was cut off my throat nearly closing off as tears fell down my face. I look up to see a note in the wall that was hanging by a bloodied knife.

Tearing it down, I read the handwriting.

That's what you get for lying to me. I tried to warn you.

-N

I tear the note to shreds as painful sobs tore from my throat.

He found out. He probably always knew. It's my fault that they're dead. If only I killed him that first night in the alley, or at the club, they would've been alive and happy.

I don't know what to do. This is all too much. I can't call the police. That could mean even more trouble for me.

What now? I thought after hours and hours of crying.

Earlier, I moved the bodies to somewhere where no one could find them, and cleaned up the blood as best as I could. I was sitting against the wall, thinking of ways to continue with this shitty reality I call life.

My hands were sore and stiff from scrubbing, and my eyes stung.

I'll kill him.

I know he warned me about this, but to kill two people-- innocent people over keeping one person alive is going way too far.

Hearing a knock at the door, my head shoots up. I grab my blade just in case, and slowly walked towards the door.

If it's Niall, I'm stabbing him. I don't care.

I open the door to see Harry wearing his usual smile, "Hey, Emerald! I was in the area to see- Woah, are you okay?"

I toss the knife in the corner, and slowly shake my head, "No... I'm not. Can we just meet up in a week or something? I'm busy."

"You look like hell. What happened?" He asked, peeking around my head.

"Please, just go, okay?" I asked, getting a little aggravated.

He sighs, "Okay, call me if anything's wrong."

With that, he leaves.

Harry's PoV

When she shut the door, I heard something shatter not even ten seconds later.

There was blood on her. She looked a mess as well.

Either something happened, or someone did something to her.

Who exactly are you, Emerald?