Harry
After the police question me they drive me to the hospital. When we get there I immediately go to find Raelynn.
They show me to the room Jake is in and I see Raelynn in the hallway with her back against the door tears rolling down her cheeks.
It hurt me to see her cry, it reminds me of all the times I hurt her, all the times I made her cry. I stood there for a minute just watching her, I shook the thought from my head before proceeding to go to her.
"Baby.." I say quietly.
Her snaps up to me, she glares daggers at me. "Get out of here.." she spat venomously. "Leave. Now."
"What did I do? Whatever I did I'm sorry."
"You're sorry?" She stood up slowly, "you're sorry? He's dead!! And you're sorry? Fuck you!!" She shouts, shoving at my chest.
"W-what?" I stutter, "he can't be. He was only shot in the shoulder. How is he dead?"
"Just shut up and leave!! Please!! All you do is bring problems to my life, you hurt me physically and verbally, and now this. Just.. just go.." she began to cry again.
"How did I do this? I didn't shoot him."
"No but you didn't help him like I asked either. They said he would be alive right now if we hadn't gotten into that accident. They gave him blood but it didn't work. My best friend is dead because you didn't help him like I begged you too."
"Baby-" I started but she cut me off.
"No, just shut up. If it were you that had been shot and was bleeding like that, if tables had turned and it were you, he would've helped you no matter what you said, no matter how much you said no or that you were fine he would've helped you. I hate you!! I hate you so fucking much!! This is what I get for letting you back into my life." She punched me, pushed me, and screamed at me until she was a sobbing mess.
I stayed silent, staring blankly at the white wall behind her. She clutched my shirt, sobbing helplessly mumbling her hatred for me between sobs. "Go!! Leave!!" She yelled shoving me away.
I took at step back, staring at her blankly. I couldn't muster up any courage to beg her to forgive me because I know I could've helped him, I know that if the tables turned he would've helped me and forced me to stop driving as much as he hated me, he would've helped me.
So I did what she said and I left for good this time.
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Pyschopath ||•Harry Styles•||
De Todo"Death is not scary. Its where you'll be if you ever leave me" He growled in my ear. I whimpered and stared at him in horror. "I- um... OK" I stammered scared of what would happen if I said no or tell him to get away from me. He gave me a hard star...
