The Dark Souls •H.S•

•-F.O.U.R.T.E.E.N-•

"It's cursed and it was meant for you." She informed me and I felt like my heart beat just stopped.

"C-curse?" I whisper,

"Yes, and when you are near the person who is cursed, the necklace starts glowing." She said and all of a sudden there was no oxygen left in the room as I gasped for air.

"Here I bought-" Meg's mum stopped mid-sentence as soon as she noticed me being choked.

"Oh my God! Emily dear!" She shrieked as she held me while Meg panicked. I could hear their voice but couldn't make out any words they were saying.

Her mother's grip tightens around me when my vision starts to get blurry. I shut my eyes tight while still gasping for air. I could faintly hear them say it's going to be all okay, everything is going to be okay. The only question going around my head is will it really be all okay?

I could feel myself give into the darkness but suddenly I started seeing everything right and my lungs were immediately filled with oxygen.

"What- what just happened?" I ask in confusion and a little fear fills inside me.

"Some spell we did on you to keep you breathing." Meg's mum said with a very warm smile which honestly is freaking me out in the inside.

"I- uh- I need to leave." I said and got up immediately, I could hear their protests but I left anyways.

As soon as I got out, I saw a shadowed figure leaning against a pole. I walk the other way to ignore the person but that person seems to follow me. I start walking a little faster but that person is still following me. So I started running, adrenaline rushing into my veins, the wind forcefully hitting my face and sweat dripping down from the back of my head. Suddenly, my body crashes on another body. I shut my eyes tight while hitting the person, knowing that it's a man is not helping either. The man then took my hands in one hand and pulled me into his arms.

"Leave me!" I wanted to shout, but it came out as a whisper.

"Shh, it's just me." He said and I immediately sink into Harold's arms.

My grip on his shirt tightens and I started sobbing. Everything just came out, I am just so exhausted.

"Why did you have to come into my life!?" I said, as I sobbed loudly, gripping onto his shirt. After hearing my words his arms dropped and I was engulfed with disappointment which made me cry even harder, pathetically. My grip on his shirt became tighter so that he doesn't leave me again but to my surprise I felt him lifting me up. I gasp in surprise and look at him with my red and teary eyes plus my snotty nose. I rest my head on his chest and inhale his scent; it calms me for a bit so I closed my eyes. I didn't know that it was a mistake because I was soon drifted into darkness.

"I know you are with him, now is the right time!" I heard a very familiar voice say.

"Who is there!?" I shout, soon a very familiar old man came to my view. I furrow my eyebrows at him, trying to think where I saw him. My expression turned cold as soon as I remembered.

"You." I said, that one word with three letters held so much loathe. I look at him in disgust and hatred while he just smiles at me.

"Yes my dear, it's me." He said he snaps his fingers and appeared a lady. She looked really scared and old. She looks at the man with pleading eyes while he just smiles at her, which honestly sent chills all over my chest.

"This is your mother." He informed. I raise both of my eyebrows and let out a scoff.

"You are lying, my mother is alive." I said,

"Are you sure the person living with you is your mother?" He asked with a smirk.

"What the hell does that mean?" I demanded, he just lifts his hands up in surrender.

"Just asking." He said and started laughing.

"Get me out of here!" I screamed, suddenly he was right in front of me. His face close to mine, our nose almost touching. I try to move back but unfortunately my back hit the wall.

"Look girl, you might be my daughter but I won't hesitate to hurt you. I can also skin you alive." He said, looking right into my eyes. The thought itself made me shiver in fear.

"What- what do you want?" I ask him calmly, while taking in a sharp breath.

"That's my good girl." He said and backed away from me. I let the breath out which I was holding in for so long.

"I need you to kill Harry Styles." He said, and I just stare at him with complete bewilderment.

"Harry who?" I ask, silently praying that it won't be the Harry I am thinking of.

"You're so-called Harold." He said and immediately my heart dropped.

"Are you crazy!?" I exclaimed and suddenly I grunt in pain. I felt like someone or maybe something was pulling my hair hard.

"You do what I say, no questions." He said right into my ear. I nod before my tears threaten to come out.

"Oh darling, you will kill him, he destroyed your life too. See now, you are in so much pain because of him." The old man, sympathetically said,

"You- no! That's not true!" I scream,

"My dear daughter, after you kill him, you will live your normal life. The life you are so desperate for." He said, I could see amusement shining in his eyes. I say nothing and pull my lower lip between my teeth.

"You have to kill him with a silver knife covered in Human's blood." He said with a wicked smile.

"Human blood?" I ask,

"You have to sacrifice a human." He said and rolled his eyes at me.

"And oh, I almost forgot," he stopped mid-sentence and looked at my neck, "Make sure to wear that necklace too." he completed and gave me the sickening smile to which I give him a dirty look.

Yep, that would be easy right? What could possibly go wrong?

"Okay, I will do it." I said, breathing heavily.

"Good. You better do it, or else the result won't be good." He said, while he runs his index finger on my face and then puts it in his mouth, as if tasting a food. I look at him, completely terrified and disgust.

"Now is the time. He is sleeping now and you need to do it now." He said and he snaps his fingers.

I wake up immediately, breathing heavily and look at my surroundings. I am seeing wood everywhere. I am in a wooden house with very interesting interior. I look down at the bed I was sleeping on and then look around for Harold. Not finding Harold in the same room as mine disappoints me but I get up anyways and walk silently towards another room. The wooden floor creaks at every step I take. I coincidentally found a knife on the table which looked silver. But I also found some writings on it too.

"The time is here, my darling." As soon as I read it the words seem to disappear and I look at it with fear while my breathing fastened.

Human blood, I think. I then look at my hand and without thinking I pierce my skin. I shut my eyes tight while tears threaten to come out and bite my lip to avoid screaming. I look at my hand, I could feel the burn and pain but I just kept going.

As soon as I entered another room which looked like a living room, I immediately spotted him on the couch. I walk towards him slowly and stand in front of his unconscious body. I look at him and was about to let out a sob but I stop myself. I steadied myself and my grip on the knife was tighter. I lift the knife up and take in a deep breath.

"I am so sorry." I whispered while my tears flowed freely.

I then aim for his heart.