Starry Nights- Ashton Irwin

9

"You don't have to go..." Ashton whispered into Harry's shoulder, attempting to not cry.

Harry knew this would happen, but he had missed Ashton so much. It's been years, and he finally saw a chance. A way to his smaller brother once again. He snuck away, telling his dad he was going to cause trouble.

"Father, I'm going out, Harry spoke with great terror. He didn't know what got over him, the sudden urge to see Ashton, and the braveness of asking his father for something like this.

"To where son?" his father stayed put on his seat, a small couch in the living room.

Expecting a thrown made of coal and a house of fire? That's what everyone thinks, but hell is just like Earth, but filled with evil spirits who wish death upon any living creature. People who do not deserve to live anywhere but Hell itself, excluding Harry.

"I don't know, I just feel like getting out, " Harry licked his lips, not sure how he was lying to his dad. It's a usual thing for teenagers to lie to their parents, but they wouldn't get punished like Harry would. Since he is already in Hell, there is no deeper punishment. You're practically dead, so there's no fear of dying. Except, dying again. And again. And, again. If Harry was ever caught lying to his father, definitely for something so harsh as seeing the one everyone in Hell hates with a passion, Ash, death would be his penalty. But many times over. Slowly being tortured, until his heart stopped beating, only to be brought back again. Then on and on.

It was even scarier for Harry, because he had seen it done. To many people he loved and cared for, but they weren't always brought back to life.

"I'm not sure that's good enough Harry. You may be 19, but you can't just do what you please," he stood up,walking over to Harry. His 5'11 self looking up to Harry's 6'1 figure.

Harry laughed a nervous laugh, attempting to lighten the mood. It surprisingly worked, making Harry feel better about the whole situation.

"Maybe I'll break a few necks," Harry grinned wider than he ever had before, but on the inside he was dying. Thinking of the worst things possible to anger him. Give proof he was evil, considering his Father was not powerful enough to read his innocent mind.

"Will you now,"the older man asked with a chuckle. His eyes grew dark and there was a nasty grin placed on his lips. Evil, evil, evil.

"Yeah, causing a little terror will be ok with you right? I mean, maybe I'll send a few down here for you," Harry's eyes changed, also. Dark red, not exactly black yet.

"I think I'm good for now son, but practice makes perfect," he laughed and patted Harry's back.

Harry smiled and his eyes shown a bright green again. He waved before disappearing, appearing in a crowded cafeteria full of screaming teenagers and blood.

He couldn't believe it. He got away with it. He lied to his dad and it was so easy, but then he had this.

His own brother getting ready to strangle a kid to death.

"We both know that's not true," Harry spoke, a dark tear leaving his eye.

"What's this," Ashton pointed to Harry's face, fear obviously spread across his own.

"I told you, I'm being dragged into the dark."

Once you're dragged into the dark,there is ok coming back. You're gone.