Lost

Chapter 16

I stare into a green death.

Harry’s eyes are dark and mysterious and like deep oceans in green. I know he will not look away this time, I can tell by the way he stares at me in determination. And so I am the one breaking the eye contact because somehow I am afraid of losing myself in his eyes. I can not stand this darkness.

My eyes now search for Connor and when I meet his bright, blue eyes, he is as shocked as I am. And I do not have to start how Joanna looks, because she seems to be half way dead. And she says as little as we do. Nobody is talking. It really starts to get awkward. But still there is Harry’s overwhelming and more than scarifying presents that no one could ever ignore even if they tried with the best they can. He is just so obvious with his tats, piercings, black clothes and his tall appearance. Never mind his muscular body parts and the rings on his giant hands.

“I guess you forgot something” Harry says and I avoid his eyes, though I know he is still only looking at me all the time. I do not say something to him and remain silent. And I know this makes him angry, but I remember that a bit too late. “I was speaking to you.” His voice is louder now.

I look at him. “I am sorry. I was just.. I was a bit distracted. I have a job to do.”

Harry grins cheekily. “I don’t think Joanna is thankful for that.”

I look over to her and she looks at me, but not in anger, only in fear. “You scare her.”

“Do I look like I care?” Harry asks me in a bored way.

I shake my head no and swallow.

“So, to make sure everybody of you got it” he says “my house is no fucking frat house. You got that? It is not! And it won’t be. We do have parties there and that’s it.”

We stare at him and he looks in everybody’s eyes. “You got it?”

We nod yes before he has to ask twice and then he stares back into my eyes. This time I can not look away, I stare back at him and we have eye contact deeper and longer than ever before. “And you.. I don’t want to see you ever again in my house. Got it? Never ever come into my house. If you dare it, you will see what the consequence is. And I bet you don’t want to know.”

Yeah, I bet that as well. I‘m sure I do not want to know and never find out.

“Got it?” he screams and I jump.

“Yes, I am sorry, I understand” I say and stare at him in disbelieve. Why does he always have to scream and make me jump? Why is he always so angry?

He walks towards me. I walk backwards away from him until I bump against something hard. I am pushed behind Connor and he looks at Harry.

“Oh, does the pussy wants to protect the little princess now?” Harry asks.

I can see Connor narrowing his eyes. “You better stay away from her. I don’t mind calling the police.”

Harry laughs. “Get out of my way, gay slut. I won’t fuck you in your ass.”

I gasp. How can he say something like that? And how does he even know that Connor is gay? I can not believe Harry is such an asshole. I hate him.  He is just disgusting.

“I am bisexual, and now? I am proud and people like me much more than you though I am homosexual” Connor says and stands up against Harry. I am actually afraid Harry will hurt Connor, but when they are almost eye to eye, Harry pushes Connor hard against the door, I fall on the floor because I am still behind Connor, and then Harry walks over to the door.

“I don’t care if people like me” Harry growls. “Never come in my way again, Wick. You better stay away from my actions. I mean it.”

He is really threatening Connor though Connor didn’t do anything to him.