Far Gone

Chapter 10: Shallow Shadows

"Get up you lazy bag of bones" I can smell his minty breath whisper to me.
I giggle "I am up butthead" quickly sitting up I steal a kiss and plant my face into the crease of his neck. I can feel his eye stare down at me piercing his eyes through my head to know all ny thoughts. "I cant believe we've come this far, being with you has been the best time of my life." I look up at Harry and scan all his features. His nicely shaped face with just a bit of fuzz on it. Those warm inviting eyes that if you stared into them it felt like walking through a forest. He just makes me stare in awe at the prize that I've won and I cant help but grin from ear to ear. I close my eyes and press face into his warm chest. " I love you harry" "I love you to babe but I need you to wake up." My brows scrunch up confused and I glare back up at Harry only to see his face is serious as he repeats himself " I need you to wake up!" I glance around as the room becomes blurry and Harry becomes fuzzy as I get blinded by light.

"Mr. Styles can you hear me, I need you to wake up!" The pain in my head comes crashing in with a bang as the two faces of my visitors become visible. I try to lay my head down, close my eyes so I can go back and be in that happy place again. "Sir are you alright so we need to call for am ambulance?" Guess they wont let me. I slowly sit up running a hand over my head making sure all of me is still intact. The man offers me a hand to get up staring at it for a while wanting to just stay on the floor, I finally take it and he yanks me to my feet. I get back on the couch and sit down taking a few deep breaths. "If you want we can continue this another time if you'd like to give you some time to process and cope with your loss." How could I have almost forgotten the awful news that came pounding at my door. No I need to deal with this now. " I'd like to continue please" The man and the women exchange glances for a second and then the women whos name ive long forgotten pulls out a wooden box from her bag on her back. She slowly walks over to me and kneels down in front of the couch. The wooden box she pulled out was carved beautifully, it had doves and perfect swirls placed in every corner. She looked at me for a slight second before unlatching the box and opening it. When she opens it I can feel a lump start to grow in my throat and I physically have to take a gulp of air. There folded in a perfect triangle is a british flag. I know what what this means. She lets me take this all in before she moves on to the items underneath the flag that really rips at ny heart. "We found a series of items left behind at the camp we sent Harry and his troops to in an abandoned home." At the bottom of the box laid out on a pink pillow is Harry's dog tag with dirt still clinging to the letters engraved on it. I pick it up and turn it over and over again in my hands; wanting to feel it around the warmth of his neck as he smiled at me staring at the letters on it.

Harry. E. Styles
Soldier
Home is where the heart is
Louis

I stare forgetting that there's even any people still there until the man clears his throat bringing me out of my drifting mind. The last thing in the box is a simple envelope. The simple white envelope I waited so desperately for is sitting right there, but now im suddenly scared to reach out and open it. The envelope looks like it got trampled on with dirty boots as I finally pick it up.

From Harry
Its dark here. I wish I was home with you, where I belong. Things have turned for the worst and all i can think of is you. Are you ok? Im sorry ive been away from you for so long. I dont want to send this because i dont want you to worry but i need you to know th...

My heart falls as the letter stops mid sentence and i just want to scream. I want to throw everything on the ground crawl up into a ball. I want nothing more then to just slip away into the comforts of my dark room. Thats not what harry would want though. He wanted to spare me the heart ache of being worried about him. He would know what to say in this moment to make me smile in the worst moment of my life. The woman places a firm hand on my shoulder reminding me that she is still here. "Are you going to be ok sir, we can stay as long as we need to ensure your safety." I blink a few times to make sure the tears begging to come stay away, he would want me to be strong. " its alright I'll be fine, I just need some time of my own to process this all is just all so much." I wish i could just cry and fall over in a big blubbering mess but that would mean I gave up. Stay strong for him. The room seems stale and everyone is a bit on edge so I stand clearing my throat trying to break the silence. The woman reaches into her bag again and pulls out some informational papers then give me one stern hug before turning to her partner. The man tips his head and turns to walk out too.

I stay there forzen even a couple minutes after they leave until I hear the slam of a car door and the engine start up. I dont quite let my lungs fill with air until I hear the car screech away down the street. Then I feel dirty like ive been rolling in dirt, I feel exposed to the world like everyone can see me. I cant believe just a few hours ago eveything was ok for just a couple seconds. Its funny how fast your life can change in a matter of seconds. How little the world cares when everything turns upside down. I decide to go upstairs to take a hot bath to relax my nerves and process how im gonna go through my life when my souls been taken from me in a matter of a few hours.

Harry's p.o.v

When I woke up everything was blurry. I wish i could go back to sleep, back into my thoughts of being home with louis. All I could remember was being discovered in my hiding spot. My attackers were ruthless taking everything we owned. Stripping our pockets of all our belongings and throwing everything on the floor to stomp all over. Even after we did what they asked they still killed many of my troop members and knocked the rest of us out. I remember hearing screams. Women ran with their children wanting nothing more than to protect the babies who didn't have a life well lived yet. Some children sat over the corpses of mothers who were  wondering why mommy isnt waking up. I wanted to reach out and shelter them all to tell them everything was gonna be ok. Being dragged through the dirt with my hands tied as I went in and out of consciousness wasnt gonna help anyone. My dog tag necklace came off and i couldnt reach out for it. No power to help or to even struggle for freedom.

Now here I am tasting the bitter taste of blood on my tongue. Feeling the pain on my forehead that I know damn well is gonna bruise. Im snapped out of my thoughts by the begging and pleading of a voice. I slightly lift my head out of the dirt trying not to attract attention to myself. I see two men tied up to chairs with rope and zip ties. They both look brutally bruised. My heart begins to hammer in my chest saying a small prayer to myself. One of our captors starts yelling for information for all the information and the man I've come to know as soldier Ryan is too busy blubbering about his life to think clearly. The captor starts to get impatient and takes the safety off the gun he's holding. The second man, soldier Jack starts praying aloud and looking around frantically for an escape. Ryan screams for his life wanting to move to run. The man puts the gun to Jacks knee "if you dont tell me what I need to know right now your gonna ruin your friends life over here" Ryan starts pleading to just let us go and he'll talk. The captor doesnt seem pleased with this choice of words and shoots Jack straight through the head from ear to ear. I have to put my head down at this point and close my eyes as Ryan crys letting himself loose. He blames himself for Jacks life and completely loses himself. The captor doesnt seem amused and knows he wont get anything much more out of Ryan when he's in a state of hysteria. So he shoots him too. Oh god. Ryans cry immediately end and the room goes silent. Nothing happens for a long while until I feel the gun on my neck. The gun with death written all over it pressed hard into my neck. One shot and im done for. "You awake sleeping beauty"

Then a gunshot goes off.
Red. Red. Red

HEY GUUYYS. THIS IS A SHORT ONE I KNOW. YEAH BUT ITS CURRENTLY 3 IN THE MORNING AND MY BODY IS PHYSICALLY TRYING TO SHUT DOWN ON ME RIGHT NOW. SOOO ILL SEE YOU NEXT CHAPTER DEAL 😉 DEAL. SEE YA. ALSO THANK YOU ALL AGAIN IF YOUR ENJOYING PLEASE VOTE  😃 😃