Broken Beyond Repair

Chapter Twenty

~:Chapter Twenty:~

Harry's POV

Hot tears instantly ran down my cheeks after reading the letter. My heart sunk and I was relying on short shaky breaths.

I could never love anyone like I loved Joyce. In the short time I've known her I've gotten the honor to get to know the real Joyce, the honor to be there.

Yet I gave up on her. If I hadn't walked out, if my patience didn't wear out she'd be here.

I bolted out the door not bothering to get a jacket or shoes, just getting my keys. The boys shouted at me but the drumming in my ears blurred out their yells.

My face was soaked with tears by the time I arrived at Joyce's and Josh's flat. I urgently bang on the door not caring how loud it is.

Josh opens the door questionably. He looks neutral, fine. Maybe Joyce didn't do it.

"Josh! Is Joyce here?" I ask becoming impatient.

"No, she went for a walk. Is everything okay?"

I completely ignore his question. "Where! Did she tell you where?!" I scream pulling my hair frustratedly.

"Something about a bridge..."

~:Joyce's Pov:~

The cold air was blowing through my hair. This was it, my last view on the screwed up world. My mind playing back flashbacks.

"Fudge, fudge boy come here," I beamed at the furry dog that was running around the backyard

He barked and wagged his tail ignoring my commands. I smiled nevertheless, this dog was too cute.

I chased him around the yard trying to get the ball from him. He ended up tackling me and licking my face.

I smiled at the memory of my dog. I wonder what he was doing today, who his owner was now, if he was happy.

Then I thought of Harry, hopefully he kept his promise of reading it until tomorrow. I wonder what his reaction would be when he read the letter.

My heart churned at the thought of his reaction. And I told myself not to think of it anymore, I didn't want to feel guilt in this moment.

I stood over the edge of a bridge, a far drop below. If the shallow drop didn't kill me surely hypothermia will. If this plan didn't work I don't know what I'll do. I can't handle the red eyes of Harry who thought I was gone.

I breathed in the air, this would be my last breath. I was sitting on the edge of a bridge ready to fall. I kicked off the edge about to fall and meet my fate but something stopped me. I kicked off again but I couldn't move!

I slowly turned to see what was holding me back from my destiny and I saw a sad yet angry Harry.

"Harry," I choked my eyes already filling with tears.

"Let me go," I begged. He broke his promise.

Instead, he propped himself up, sitting on the ledge beside me. He held my hand firmly. I looked at him cluelessly, trying to get some kind of explanation.

"Take me with you," Harry whispered and I looked at him stunned.

"Wh-what?"

"No life without you is no life I want to live, take me with you." Harry said louder this time.

"What? No Harry your insane, let me go!" I cried trying to rip my hand away from his grip and meet my sadly beautiful fate.

Instead Harry just sat there, looking into my teary eyes. Is he crazy? This is my dream, not his!

"Harry, please." I felt humiliated and weak. He was going to send me back to II. I tugged my hand harder.

"Please Joyce, don't leave me. I need you, just as much as you need me." Harry had red glossy eyes, his nose a tinge red too. His cheeks were a shade of pink, probably from the cold and I realized he came without a jacket or shoes.

"Harry-" I pleaded, I didn't want him to continue and make me regret my choice. It would hurt too much.

"I promised I would fix you didn't I? And in not letting you leave until I fulfill that promise. It will take time, but we can get through this, together."

I stared at him wildly. How could he ever put so much effort into a broken girl? With dull grey eyes that were once a bright blue. How could he see something in me? He could love anyone, but why did it have to be me?

"How could you love anyone like me? I'm so broken I don't even know how to love, so shattered and drained I might not ever work the same. I'm so used up, with so many missing pieces I'm only holding on to a simple thread of me that's left, how could you ever love me?" My chest was rising up and down and I wish it wasn't.

"You can't. I place a hand over my beating heart daily and wish it wasn't. I look at the cars passing by hoping they would struck me. I live daily not caring about anything! Not caring if someone came with a gun to my head, threatening not shoot me. I put a blade to my wrist getting the pain I deserve! I hurt anyone and everyone around me, including myself. I can't stand to look in the mirror because I know I'll be disappointed with the reflection. I instantly get self conscious when someone looks my way and I don't even have a relationship with my parents. And now I'm sitting on the edge of a bridge, how could you love me?" I cry out looking desperately to Harry hoping he would confess that he doesn't love me so I can jump.

But he doesn't.

Instead he grabs my wrist and kisses my scars, and my healing cuts. He works his way up kissing my shoulder and I feel sparks fly up my arm. He kisses my cheeks softly and finally looks into my eyes before kissing my lips.

It takes a bit to process what's going on but I kiss back. We pull away and I look at him breathlessly.

"What- why'd you do that?" I ask even though I'm glad he did.

"I will help you learn to love yourself Joyce. I'll lead you to the light."

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These effin tears are real man

Joyce why

JARRY KISS ALLELUIA

Aw this is the twentieth chapter, this book is so grown up I swear just yesterday I was on the first chapter what

Anyways, I'm sorry if this book gets you emotional bc ik it makes me wanna cry .

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Ily stay strong <3

~:Grace:~