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Elly
"Who the hell." Harry's voice had vanished from my hearing and all I could do was stand in the same spot, feeling the tears rush behind my eyes to run down my cheeks. As they came rolling down a loud sob had emitted from my chest. The pain I was feeling was like nothing I've ever felt before, I wasn't used to feeling like this anymore, feeling as though someone has just left me alone in the dark. Like I deserved to be alone, let the darkness consume me as I lay dead. Empty.
Harry was by my side in a matter of second as I crashed to the floor. His hand on my back as he spoke into my ear. "What is wrong?" He pleaded to know, but I could bring myself to answer.
My hand reached out across the dirt as I looked up at her lifeless head. I couldn't reach her though, she was gone and I was still here.
I did something was sure to attract attention. "No!" I cried out. I said it over and over again.
No no no.
"Echo talk to me." He begged taking hold of my wrist and bringing me to face him.
"Say something." The look in his eyes was something that had frightened me. Sadness and pain.
Another loud and painful sob had rumbled through the forest as I laid my head in his chest. His hands still wrapped around my wrist as I cried. I didn't know I could be this weak. I didn't know how weak I actually was. Maybe I do need someone, maybe I need someone who can keep me stable. Fill the empty spaces in my heart. My selfishness wouldn't allow it though.
My loneliness is killing me. Slowly, everyday taking more and more of me. Pulling me into complete darkness.
Trisha didn't deserve this though. Whatever this was here in front of us. Harry had a tight grip on me as I wiggled in his lap. His arms wrapped around me. His lips so close to my ear as he hugged me close to his chest. I could feel his heartbeat accelerate every time a quiet sob had passed through my lips. Trisha was my sister, my own and here she was dead. Fucking dead. She was part of that community.
I cried even harder at the thought of her only leaving to come and find me. Leaving the pure safety to search for me, but it might have been impossible if she never remembered me. She could have been thrown out for many reasons. Crime, she might have been disliked my Richmond, and from what I remember he is a very judgmental human being, a hateful man.
"Will you please talk to me?" Harry whispered in my ear as he rubbed soothing circles over my back. I had calmed down with the feeling of safety.
"I just need someone, okay?" I mumbled, tears still rolled down my cheeks as he held me closer.
"I want you to tell me what is wrong." He said lifting us both to our feet. His arms were still holding me in safe captivity. His eyes pleaded for me to say anything.
"I just . . . don't want to be alone anymore." I cried. I pushed at his chest, his arms had dropped to his sides as he followed me back out into fresh air.
"I'm here. You're not alone." Harry walked in front of me, stopping me from walking any further.
"No, I'm so alone. I thought I could handle it but I cant. She is gone Harry." I pointed to back to the complete mess behind us.
The look on his face held confusion.
"She was my sister." I explained, I had cried once more. The tears rolling down my face. The tears I swore I'd never cry out here. I hugged myself as the air whipped around us, I felt cold now, so empty. She was my sister, my best friend, someone I thought I could see again if things ever got better. Trisha stayed behind to watch our parents. She was good with taking care of people. I'm useless.
