I stumbled back as he stood up and stalked over.
"H-Harry stop! Stop!" I screamed, my back hitting the firm wall behind me.
His curly brown locks were matted and had specks of dirt covering them. Dirt smears were scattered about his face and neck.
But the worst thing....
His smile.
It wasn't even a smile it was a smirk. The ends of his lips were sewn into a horrible, creepy smirk.
He leaned down towards me, placing his hand upon my cheek. The smell of copper blood absolutely nauseating.
I felt my eyes welling in tears as I attempted to bat away his hand.
"What happened to you? Where's your sanity?" I cried, tears flowing freely down my cheeks.
"Times change, Baby." He replied, chuckling softly.
I swatted at his hand, and stood to my feet, wiping away at my eyes.
"No. Times are always the same, it's the people inside who change. You're a freakin psycho that's who you are." I retorted, grabbing a suitcase of mine and stuffing it full of clothes and necessities.
"It's not nice to judge when you don't know one's story." One of his hands gripped my hair tightly, yanking it back, as his other hand came across my neck with a sharp blade.
The blade pressed tightly against my skin, and I laughed.
"Do it, Harry. Kill me. Whatever the hell your issue is, it won't go away by killing me off. Problems aren't solved like this. You're just giving me an easy way out." I smirked as he took in deep shaky breaths.
His grip released, and the knife came down from my neck. I rolled my eyes at the boy's stupidity as I zipped up my bag.
What kind of life was I living?
Pulling the handle from the bag, I rushed out the door and down the stairs, out into the silent parking lot.
The one thing I could make out was footsteps behind me, coming from the stairwell.
Harry.
I took off into a sprint with my bag in tow. I bolted across a busy street, without even glancing around me.
A heavy force came from my side, sending tumbling over the moving automobile and onto the worn cement.
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