Dead melody (Harry Styles/Jai Brooks)

Chapter 42

Villages POV

Words spread fast from the hospital. We knew Harry was evil. We did and we feared the day he ruled. It was kinda a give that his wife isn't even safe from his monstrous ways.

We pray for her. We really do. In church every Sunday we ask for her to be watched upon and we can only hope he's guiding her.

Today he gathered us up to watch a hanging on "a traitor" and when we saw who it was, well, that's when we all saw first hand the monster he was.

The man was a general and the best we'd ever seen. And now he was doing to be hung and we all knew he did nothing wrong. Yet Harry spills innocent blood where ever he goes, like with the war he's starting.

Eva was screaming. We don't call her queen because we don't want to remind ourselves she's attacked to him.

She was saying the words we had tried to pray away. Yes some among us were sadistic and agreed with Harry but the most of us wanted Harry dead instead. But we couldn't fight because in a snap of his fingers he'd have us all killed.

When she was slapped so hard she collapsed cold we all went silent. Even those who supported Harry.

She had just lost her child mearly days ago and already he was throwing her around like a rag doll.

She did nothing wrong. She may think she did but she didn't.

I'm drunk and ready to write bitches

And as she lay on the floor

I'm sober now and I don't even know why I did this but looks like I didn't get far...

We could all see the true hell which went on behind these beautiful walls.

We all began to scream and yell once it kicked in. Some sick fuckers were rooting him on. Did they not understand the pain he inflicted. No only physically but emotionally.

Eva laying there was the perfect imagery for this.

"Now as I was saying this man here assaulted me, the king-"

"BITCH YOU THOUGHT!" We heard he yelled from a fierce voice and everyone cracked their head to Eva. You could see the fury in her. Her eyes burning red and even though her body was shaking she began to lift herself up. Harry just rolled his eyes

"Eva calm down you can watch, someone just gag her please" he said, his voice has no sympathy at all, it had nothing to it. It was just a cold breeze.

Eva's POV

My stomach began to hurt.

I felt as though it would kill me so I knew I had to fight thought the flames just to save Daveed, even if it killed me

Death didn't seem so scary when living was scarier.

The large man lifted me up and just scrunched his large fist into my mouth. I began to try to resist but my body was slowly shutting down.

I was gagging slightly as drool dripped

If I died I'd see Daveed on the other side... I wasn't going to save him, I wouldn't be allowed to even say goodbye. But I'd be able to apologise on the other side.

Happiness was waiting on the other side.

My eyes locked with Daveed. I felt tears form and he allowed a smile rise on his swollen face and he nodded his head slightly

As if to tell me it's okay.

I knew that everyone now knew the monster Harry was, but he knew that they wouldn't do anything about it. And showing he'd murder everyone who "tried him" he knew he was standing his ground

"So how about we begin since she won't be interrupting, and trust me later she will get what she deserves for this" he glared at me then back to Daveed. I shivered and turned my head and I saw the girl who told me she wanted to be like me.

I saw she was staring at me and I knew that In this moment she knew fairy tales were dead and queens didn't get happiness.

I turned my eye back to Daveed who's head was being placed in the noose.

"Last words?" Harry said in a mocking voice

"I just want to let everyone know that-" he didn't even get to finish. He was flung up but the rope and that's when I closed my eyes.

I could hear gasps and cries and then I heard a thud.

I then heard screams and a kinda wet sound along with gagging.

Then Silence.

I opened one eye and saw Daveed on the floor and Harry nelt by his body and soon stood up with a bloody hand and with Daveeds heart in his hand

"His head will be placed by the gates, so you all know who I am. I am the king, and I'm not a force to be messed with. Welcome to the new era, peace out" he yelled and threw the heart into the crowd.

He then turned to me and flicked his hand to the man holding me as if to tell him to get me inside.

I turned my head back to the girl who's head was now buried in her mothers dress and only one thing was on my mind

I needed to show this girl that this queen was going to rule. That I wasn't going to be beaten by the king, that I would become the hero in my own story.

Now I had a reason to be alive and to fight this, because I wasn't allowing another girl to have the fairy tales ripped away from her.