Tragedy

Chapter 6

Warning: This chapter sucks lol. The next one will be better. -M .xx

I did not eat at all yesterday and I'm starting to wonder if I ever will again. My body still aches from the brutal beating but I think what I want the most right now would be a shower. I haven't showered since the day of the concert, which was one week and a day ago. I smell horrid. I have been in the same clothes for about a week as well. I hate this place so much and I hate Harry just as much. What the hell was his problem anyway? My plan was working smoothly but then he just decided to wig out on me. I will find out what had happened, but right now I just need food and a shower. Or would that be too much to ask?

I wait (just as I have been doing for the past week) until I hear Violet leave before calling Harry's name. I hear them speaking and I try to understand what they're saying.

"I'll be back in town on Wednesday. If not, then the meeting took longer than I thought and I will back no later than Thursday. I'll call you if anything changes," I hear a women's voice say. It is Saturday now... that means she will be gone for at least four days. "Do not kill her yet." Yet? Did she just say yet or am I hallucination? I'm literally going insane from being in this room for so long. I doubt I heard her right.

I strain to hear Harrys reply but I manage to make out a very quiet "okay."

I can't help but wonder what Harry will do to me while she is gone. Will he hurt me? Will he kill me? Will he wait like I think she requested? Or will he just ignore me and deprive me of food once again? I guess I'll have to find out. I wait until I hear the door slam before yelling out, "Harry!" It sounds a bit hoarse considering I haven't talked in a day and a half. I hear nothing so I try again. "Harry, please. I'm starving. If you want me dead, then kill me already. I will not starve to death," I tell him. I'd rather die quick than slowly decay. Maybe that's his plan? Well, if it is, then I can assure you; my plan is better. If it works out as planned, that is.

I start tell yell his name again but all I manage to get it out is, "Ha-" before he comes barging it.

"What?" He asks. He seems so... lost?

"I-I just wanted to ask for some food," I tell him. Once again, I am confused by his behavior.

"Why should I give you any food? I am the person who kidnapped you," It feels as if he threw my own words back at me and they slapped me hard across my face.

"Harry," He winces. That was weird and I'm taken aback by his sudden soft gaze. "I'm sorry if I offended you by my words yesterday. I was trying to be funny, but I was never the funny-type."

"Yeah, neither was your sister,"

"What? What are you talking about?" I know by now that he knew my sister. I need to find out how.

"Nothing. Do you want any food?"

"Yes, but can you please tell me how you knew m-"

"Shut the fuck up and come here," He grabbed me by my arm and lead me out into the hallway. The lights are dim but they're still blinding. Literally.

"Harry, can I take a shower first?" He sighed at first before he begin to guide me because I could momentarily not see a thing. Harry pulled my lightly by the arm and I knew I was in front of him. He grabbed me by the waist and for some reason, I felt secure. He continued to guide me into what I assumed to be the bathroom. I heard the shower head begin to spill out water and I froze.

"You're not going to stay in here while I shower, right?" I felt so helpless. I actually really needed him to stay in here. I still cannot see anything but my vision is beginning to slowly redeem itself.