Sinister

Chapter 6

"Harry," I said, trying to find a way to get him off of Zayn. This is all way too much to handle in the matter of 15 minutes. "Harry get off of him!" No use. If Harry was to tighten his hands around Zayn's neck any further... He would snap it. "Harry stop! You're going to kill him!" I stood there, helpless. And as I stood there doing nothing.. Zayn's neck snapped. He had killed a man in my home. Harry really was a monster. And I was his next victim. 

"Blair please.." I let out a blood wrenching scream, trying my best to move my feet from my spot. Once I did, I made my way for the hall way door. But instead of getting into the hall way, Harry had jumped in front of me. I shuttered in fear as I backed away. "Blair please stop." 

"You.. You killed him," I stuttered as his body figure became more in contact with mine, making me fall to the small chair behind me. 

"Blair-"

"GET AWAY!" I screamed as he stepped closer, reaching his hand for me. "YOU'RE A MONSTER! GET AWAY!!" I couldn't move anywhere. I was sitting down and he was in the way of me getting up and running. There is only one thing to do. I kicked him in the goods. 

He let out a cry of pain as I got up and ran for it. Where do I even go? I quickly ran out of the hall, running to the elevator. I quickly pushed the buttons, begging and praying that the doors would close fast enough. As soon as it closed, Harry had made his way into the hall way. Oh no. He's going to catch me and I'm going to die. 

I hit the bottom floor, quickly running out the front door. I looked at my options. Either left, towards the town or right towards the school. Before I could weigh my options, I quickly booked it for town. He wouldn't dare hurt me in the city of Seattle. 

I quickly ran down the streets, soft sprinkles hitting my face. Once I couldn't see my apartment road anymore, my speed came down to a quick walk. Soon enough, I had calmed down enough to walk through the city without looking completely psycho. 

What happened back there? Zayn was... Helping me. And Harry.. He killed him. He killed a man in my own apartment. Me standing there, watching. He wasn't who I thought he was. He's a monster. He's always been a monster. That moment he threatened me is the moment I should have left. I should have kicked him out. Called the police. I should have noticed this a long time ago. And yet, I didn't. I let him stay. I believed he was actually human. 

"Who do we have here?" Someone said, coming out the dark part of an alley. Just my luck isn't it? "What are you doing out here alone?" 

"I'm.. I'm walking home," I stuttered, clutching my sweater closer to my body. The men were starting to form a circle around me. My blood rate started to spike as the men kept laughing and poking at my sides and tormenting me. I knew where this was going to lead. And I didn't know how to save myself. I didn't know what to do. Do I kick them? Do I scream for help?

"Why don't one of us walk you home?" Another said, placing a hand on my shoulder. I quickly jerked away only to bump into another man. This time he took the opportunity to wrap an arm around my waist. I let out a small squeal only to struggle into his tight grasp. 

"HELP SOMEONE HELP!" 

"Shut up!" One of the men said, raising a hand. I clenched my eyes shut, waiting for the impact of the slap. But instead it never came. Instead, I opened my eyes to see... 

"Leave her alone." Zayn's dark eyes were vivid in the dark sky of the night. My breath hitched in my throat seeing his body tense as he saw the mans eyes on me. 

"Who the hell are you?" One of the men asked, finally letting go. 

"I'm her boyfriend." I was too much in shock to do anything right now. Zayn quickly threw a punch, knocking the guy to his back. The other men were shocked with Zayn's outburst and took off running. I stood there, shaking almost every bone in my body. Zayn stepped closer, wiping some blood from his mouth. "Are you okay?" 

My head became very dizzy, blacking out here and there. Before I could do anything, I had fallen to the ground, blacking out completely. 

*

I woke up to the bright light shining through my bedroom window. It was actually.. Sunny today? It's never sunny in Seattle. It's usually raining. All the time. So this was a little bit strange. 

Sitting up, my head began to pound with a headache the size or Mars itself. I quickly laid back down, staring at the white ceiling then to my side table clock. It was 11:30 in the morning. What the hell? I never sleep in late. Then I remembered the tragedy's of yesterday. 

I hopped out of bed, letting my socks slide across the hardwood floor. I was wearing an oversized t-shirt and some old shorts. I'm praying that they didn't change me. I shuttered at the thought. 

I quickly grabbed the closest thing near me which happened to be a lamp, walking slowly into the hallway. When I came to the living room, it was empty. The bed where he usually sleeps wasn't even touched. I put the lamp down, hoping that everything that happened was a dream. 

"Blair." Harry stood right in front of me, making me scream in fear. I threw a punch only to scream out more in pain. I have broken my hand on his arm. "Oh my god." Harry tried to help but I wouldn't let him. 

"Don't.. Don't touch me.." I cried in pain, falling to my knees. 

"Let me help you."

"NO DAMMIT!" I cursed, holding my wrist. Harry didn't seem to take my refusal as an answer. He lifted me up by my waist, placing me on the counter top. He took hold of my wrist, making me wince in pain. He placed a gentle kiss on my wrist where it had started to turn purple. It didn't hurt as much now as it did a few seconds ago. Harry quickly ran to my first aid kid hung up above the stove. He came back over, taking out some wrap. 

"Now it won't hurt as bad." He set my hand down gently before he looked up at me. Before I could get lost in his eyes... I remembered. 

"You killed him," I whispered. "Zayn. You killed him. Then he popped up out of nowhere and rescued me?" 

"Blair please let me explain..." I stood there, waiting for him to go on. "Oh.. You aren't going to kick me out or fight with me on it?"

"If I did, would you listen?"

"No," he replied. 

"Then carry on." 

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