serial killer / hs

Chapter 21

Previous chapter ending;

"Are you scared?" Harry questions, looking very upset that I moved away from him.

"Yes," I answer honestly, tearing my eyes away from his for a moment; not wanting to continue to keep eye contact with him for too long.

He stays silent.

"When he takes over, what is going to happen to you, Harry?" Worry echoes my voice, and it makes me want to slap myself for caring about him.

"He will take over my actions, my words, my thoughts," Harry sighs, anger etching his tone, along with fear.

I shake my head, as tears flood from my eyes. Stop crying, Tessa. Stop.

"He can take everything," Harry starts, and then takes a deep breath before continuing. "But there is one thing he can't take. My heart. He can try, but even if I had one, he would fail, because it belongs to you."

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Tess's point of view:

I'm genuinely confused about everything.  I'm confused about how I feel for Harry, mostly.  I shouldn't feel the way that I do, I know that.  It's sick.  Why would I even feel an attraction towards him? He's a monster.  He's done so much; taking me away from my family. 

"What are you thinking?" Harry asks, sitting across the wooden table.  It's almost as if he could read my mind.

"Do you trust me?" I ask him, trying to find a way to change the subject, and make it seem as if this is what I've been thinking about.

"Yes, as long as you don't pull any stupid shit again like you did last time," he tells me and I know he is talking about the Hawaii situation. 

"I won't," I promise him but I know deep down I'm not being truthful.  I don't want to be here.  I need to go home and see my friends and family and tell my mom that I'm okay.  I need to do this for myself.  I try giving myself hope that maybe one day I'll find a way. 

"Okay, good," he smiles appearing relieved by my response.  His mood swings switch in an instance, it's very strange.  One minute he's aggressive, and the next he's friendly. I guess that is the curse of Edward.

"So since you trust me, can't we go out to eat? Or just out anywhere? I don't want to be stuck in this house any longer, Harry. It's so suffocating." I silently pray that he will agree to this.  Please, please, please.  This is what I need to earn; his trust.  That's the most important way to find my way out of this entire situation. 

"Okay, fine.  I'll take you out for dinner tonight," he says nonchalantly. 

"Great!" I can't help but not hide my excitement. 

"You're that excited?" He asks me and I nod. 

"Yeah, it's just that I'm so tired of being in this place.  I need fresh air and to actually see people."

For some reason, I don't feel hatred or anger towards Harry.  I know that he can't control the side of him that is dangerous, manipulative, and murderous.  It's that side of him that I hate; Edward.