Proven.

Chapter 17

Natalie's Pov

Black and darkness. I've come to love it in this short period of time. It takes me away from reality, and everything I was going to have to face. Although everyone knows your happy place of dark can only last so long. During my black state all I can hear is Harry's voice. He's calling me love and telling me I mean so much to him. His voice soon fades into my own. I'm saying things like 'be aware of who you might fall for. Harry is no good' 'Man slaughter Natalie, you can't forget that forever.' I then feel a cool liquid feeling touch my eyelids, my forehead, and my cheek bones. What is this? It is slowly going down my face and neck. I'm drowning. I'm drowning aren't I? Drowning was the one way I feared I would die, and yet that's what happening I'm drowning. Then my clothes are soaked, and my eyes shoot open. I slowly look around, and I realize I'm laying on the floor with a massive headache.

"Natalie, are you okay? You've been blacked out for over an hour."

El was hovering over me and speaking frantically at me. Everything was coming out in slow motion, but I could see how fast her lips were moving. I couldn't manage to speak, I felt like I was being choked. I'm scared and nervous, but for some reason I will never be able to understand, I call out for the criminal.

"Harry."

I manage to croak his name out, but once I say it my own voice replays in my head. 'Man slaughter Natalie, you can't forget forever.' What am I doing? I'm so stupid, I've been getting close to him knowing what he's accused of and yet I still call out for him.

"He will be here in a minute, I had to force him out of the room to get you a sprite. He was very reluctant on-"

"Holy shit Natalie are you okay?"

I heard his deep raspy voice come out very slow, I heard his feet slowly hit the ground but in reality he was running towards me. He's hovering over me and I see his hand coming towards my face, but it touches to fast. My vision and hearing is having everything in slow motion. What's happening? I try to breathe slower, but I feel like I'm still being choked. I grab onto my throat and look at El, since she's in medical school she should at least know what's happening to me.

"Natalie it's side affects from blacking out, everything will be okay. Relax."

Blackness. Once again everything goes black. This time it's just peace and quiet. There's light coming through the blackness I see. When the bright light slowly dims, I see I'm back at my old home.

My old house, why am I here at this house? The house I use to live in before my family moved to our recent one, the house that only held terrible memories. I walk up towards the door and open it, everything is the same. Our old furniture is here, I walk into the living room and see my old piano. I remember taking lessons when I was eight, and when I came home I would play while mom cooked dinner. I sucked at playing the piano, and not to mention I hated it. I only wanted to dance, but my mom insisted on my playing a musical instrument. I walk into our dining room, and see that our table was broken. Oh no. I run into the kitchen, and see that there is glass all over floor, and my phone is lying on the counter in pieces. There was a hammer beside it, and that's when it clicked. I run all the way up the stairs and go to my bathroom, where my mirror is cracked, and my favorite perfume is broken on the floor. I walk slowly to my room, when I step in I can see myself sitting on my window seat. It was myself at fifteen. I was wearing my yellow shorts and my white lace shirt. That outfit was my favorite outfit in the world. I would always sit at my window, and draw all of my worries away. I use to sit there and sing out my window when I was around eight, and hope that animals would help me clean my room like they did in 'Snow White.' This time I'm sitting there crying and screaming, I am holding my knees to my chest and rocking back forth. My shirt sleeve is ripped, the middle of my shirt has been cut all the way up to my belly button. I have bruises forming on my arms, and legs. I have a small cut on my leg that had dried up blood. I know this memory all to well. I start crying along with my fifteen year old self. I can't take this. I turn to walk out my bedroom door, I have to get out of here. I can't relive this, one time is enough for a life time. When I reach my bedroom door, it swings open and 'He's' standing there, with that same wicked grin that he held when I was fifteen. I realize that myself at fifteen, and myself now at eighteen are both screaming. 'He' lets out a deep chuckle, and pulls a knife out from behind 'His' back.

I open my eyes once again, but this time I'm screaming. I have my voice back. I'm back in my dorm and now I'm on my bed instead of the floor.

"Are you okay? What's wrong?"

I have my hearing back, and my vision as I turn my head to see El getting out of bed, and getting into mine with me.

"I had the nightmare again, of the night it happened."

I was staring to cry, which is becoming a recent thing for me now unfortunately.

"It's going to be okay I promise. I have the plan set up, your parents don't know it's best that way, and I'm sorry about the Harry thing I was trying to protect him for you. He refuses to let you go alone, so-"

"I want him to come with me."

My voice spoke, before my mind could comprehend what was I saying.

"Are you sure?"

I think.

"Yes."

"Okay well you need some sleep, we can start on the plan tomorrow after your classes. Harry doesn't know what's going on, so you have to tell him tomorrow. I know it's going to be hard Natty, but that's the only way he would be able to go with you. You have to tell him. He told me he was going to walk you to all of your classes."

"Where is he?"

I tried to ignore the part of me having to tell him everything. Talking about it is like reliving it, and I can't do that. Not again.

"I made him go home and get some rest, he made me promise to txt him and let him know when you wake up, and if your okay."

I smiled at the thought of him worrying about me. I've never had someone worry about me other then Josh, but that didn't last.

"Okay."

"Get some sleep."

I decided to listen to El, and just go to bed. I'm scared of the night mares, but they only happen when I black out. I use to black out a lot after what happened. I silently cried, wondering why 'He' was back or how 'He' got out. All I know is Harry will be there, but will I really be safe then?

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Author's Note- This was a filler chapter for you guys ! I should be updating soon, I just wanted to give you all a sneak peek of a scene that happened in her past with 'Him' and how old she was.

Do you guys think she will be safe with Harry?

Is Harry really a criminal?

Love you all!

- hh_sh_direction