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Chapter Fourteen

Saturday...                                                                                                                                    
5:00pm...

I hear them there everyday,
Why will they not go away?
They tell me that I'll be betrayed,
Will it be really be that way?

They fill my brain with thoughts and doubts,
Will I ever make it out
Of the hell that I am in?
I don't think that I'll ever will.

I'm sure they've taken over me,
The voices make me want to flee,
They make me want to cry inside,
But, I know that I can't hide.

I know they-

"Piper!" I snapped my head up to see Louis, standing above me with Eleanor next to him. Louis took the book that I had begun reading a few hours ago, away from me, against my protests. "Ab ba ba!"  Louis silenced me and I quieted down. "Now, you and Harry have a date tonight, Eleanor needs to pretty and sexy you up! Now, go!" Louis hyped and I sighed while standing up, then realised something.

"Louis? My date isn't until 7:00pm. It's only 5:04pm." I said reading the time on my iPhone. Louis nodded, but, shooed me away anyway. I grabbed the book from his hand and then, continued down the hall with Eleanor following me. I got into the guest room that I was staying in at Harry's house and faced Eleanor. "Could you please come back at 6:00pm?" I asked her and she nodded before sneaking out of the room. I sighed happily and continued reading the book that I had in my hand.

 In my life, you're the one thing that I fear,
And before you die, this, you must hear.
Everyday we were out to play,
We'd laugh and joke and together, we'd stay.

Even Saturday, we'd go to the mall.
Our great rapport was never to fall.
We had our favorite restaurants and we loved to eat,
In our famous foot race, I was never to be beat.

We’d get in your truck and drive off to town,
I was so happy that my face was never to frown.
And as years past by, your pecan trees grew higher,
And our relationship bond grew tighter and tighter.

Something felt wrong and I hoped that it wouldn’t happen.
But, it did and I face it each day of my life,
I got to be strong. I’ve got to put down the knife.
What you did was so wrong and disgusting, might I say,
You'll never understand how I felt that day.

When people walk by and they start to wonder,
I feel like the rain in a dark, cold thunder.
I'm slowly coming down from this misery that I'm in,
I'm taking back what you have given because I'm giving in.

I can go to psychiatrists and spill out my thoughts,
They can prescribe me pills and say I've been taught.
They can look at me and say "It's ok, I understand"
But, they will never feel the fear of a,
'Grandfather's Hand'.

You don't look back on what was begun,
You're losing yourself in who you've become.
Now, you're gone to where you think it's safe,
Where no one knows about the pain that I face.

It's so sad that your neighbours have no clue,
All the people around you don't really know you.
Well, congratulations for fooling the world,
But, shame on you for hurting this girl.
Don't worry too much, but, a day will come,
When revenge will be given for the damage that you've done.

For right now, I'll sit in the back of your mind,
While you remember how I used to be kind.
And later on in your old pathetic life,
You'll see me and how badly you ruined mine.
You soon shall feel what I have felt for years,
My head will turn, as your eyes fill with tears.

Now, before you die, I hope you comprehend it,
The pain you left now that it's ended
I hope your new life is better mine
I'm sure your going on like everything's fine
And the day it hits you … What you didn’t see before,
Will be that final day that I close that door
No more ……..

This poem reminded me of my Father. Then, I heard a little knock on the door and I looked at my phone to see that it was 6:00pm. Eleanor came in, smiling.

"Dressing up time!" She squealed and I giggled.

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6:45pm...

I was currently sitting on my bed, wearing a midnight blue tulle dress that went one inch below my knee, white four inch heels, a white blazer and natural make-up. My hair was curled and down. Eleanor did a good job.

Time for my date with Harry...

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