Friends with monsters (Dhmis fanfic)

Bye, Harry

     I locked myself in your room so scared that the only person who understood me was leaving.  I ran across your room and plopped onto your soft bed. I cried into the first pillow I could find. Harry my brother has been there for everything. My boy trouble, my school grades, my tears and whines, his been there to make me happy. And when he's gone who going to be there to help me with all that. I huffed into my pillow as more tears streamed down my red face. I then heard knocking on the door and knew who it was. "Hannah! Open this door now!" Harry demanded to pound on the door some more. I wiped some tears and held the rest back as I got up to open the door. With the pillow still in my hand, I reached out to twist the knob to reveal my brother. He looked at me with a blank stare like always when he was being serious. He tried to grab my hand but I flinched away and took a step back. He then paused. In anger, I shot harshly at him "Why are you leaving!?".  His face became red and he started to form tears in his eyes. he breathed in and out and then said in his monotone voice "I'm making a show in England with some friends.". I didn't believe his words. he was not leaving, but his was leaving so far that 7 to 8 hours away! I wanted to cry but Harry always said *Showing emotion in this sick world will get you nothing but pity and pity is worse than getting beat up.* so I held strong back onto my feelings and then looked at him in his dark brown-red eyes. He looked back. "You and Hasley will be fine, and you have that job that will help you both and Hasley is 13 so she can babysit," he said bringing me in for a hug. I didn't want us to fight before he had to leave so a weakly hugged him. "I talked to mom and she agreed to get you a place with Hasley and she will pay the first year of it till you can find a good job that will keep you both in a good place to stay, okay?" he asked holding me. I nodded and he sighed with relief. He let go and we walked out to the living room he talked about how we would be able to make it and that he would always call me. I was just so scared I didn't want him to leave. This would be the worst year of my life. 

       It was 8:00 and he had to go to the airport\. I hugged him tight goodbye and cried in his embrace. This would be the last time I would see him. Smell him, he smelt of coffee and cookies. I wouldn't be able to hear his voice again besides on a stupid telephone. We hugged for what seemed like 2 seconds before he had to go. I tried to beg him in the short amount of time we had to stay but he had already bought everything. I watched as he got in the car and turned it on. Tears fell down my face and Harry did the same. His car pulled out of the driveway and I watched him drive away from my life. I stayed out there and ran towards his car but he sped away. I watched as he rounded the corner and then turned right. Tears pour down my face and I find myself in the grass crying. It turns to dark and it starts to get cold. I wouldn;t have moved if my best friend my brother told me not to die while he was gone. I got up and made my way back to Harry's house. It seemed so empty, so dull. It wasn't full of life like it used to. It was dark and cold. Harry would always turn on the heater before dark but that was my job now. I went over to the thermostat and turned the heater on. harry before he left had made me a meal and put it in the fridge. I walked over to the dark kitchen and turned on the light. I flinched back and walked over to the fridge. I then saw a plate with some spaghetti. On it was a sticky note. Harry's handprint was on it, it said "Hannah, I know you're gonna throw this away but please don't. I want you to eat so you don't starve ok. Please, I care for you. That's why I had to leave. Harry.". "What what does-" but I was cut off by something hitting the window. I looked outside and saw a small butterfly sitting there. I didn't want to help I was too sad too. I watched as it got up and fluttered it oddly beautiful wings then left. I couldn't but help to notice that it had squiggles and heart but that was impossible there no butterfly like that. I brushed it off and put the spaghetti in the microwave and silently stood there hearing the machine warm up the food. 

         I picked at my food not wanting to eat but the note played through my mind. I picked some up and hesitantly put it in my mouth. It was warm and it was good. I blankly ate the food and cried when I was done. I hit my head on the table and cried. I didn't like this Harry wasn't here to tell me everything was going to be alright. It was helpless, and I was hopeless. I crawled into my bed and looked out the window that shone all the stars of the night. When I was little and Harry was about 10 we would try to count them but would get bored or lose track. I couldn't sleep that night and I kept having nightmares the times I managed to get some rest in. 

         ((NOW! I know that this one was way shorter than the rest of my story's but this was just the how do I say this backstory! The real story will come in the next chapter! Tell me what you guys think. I hope you like it and tell me something you think would be good I might just add them! BYE!))