Illusion // Harry Styles

Difficult

The house by the lake was not the largest nor the smallest but it was, like the richwood mansion, a very unique house. Having its own design and story behind it. The house was currently owned by the Styles Family. The Styles Family used to be adored as much as the Youngs were, but after the accident everyone had noticed Anne Styles not being herself anymore. Everyone had said that Anne had gone crazy but Des Styles, James Styles, Harry's younger brother, and ofcourse Harry had always thought she just needed time to move on. Truth is, they've tried everything to stop Anne. Nothing's really changed in her and that's the problem.

"Boys, dinner!" Anne said, shouting to the two boys outside as James rolled his eyes at his mother and Harry making his way to their house for dinner

James once again rolled his eyes at his mother's stubborness, but he knew he shouldn't say anything as he also knew that nothing could change his mother's mind but herself.

The Styles Family had sat down and had a really quiet dinner, all of them knowing that this is how everything goes ever since.

All of them had served themselves food, except for Harry. Harry had his thoughts jumbled up for now. He was thinking about everything, from his family to the girl he met today. It was like this for Harry everynight. He would be there for dinner, but he never ate. Anne would always leave food for Harry, anyways, knowing her son was never in the mood to eat when he was with the whole family.

Anne had put the plates in the sink except for one, she had put the meal on and she trailed up the stairs to her son's room. She knocked twice before she grabbed the handle and twisted it open

"Harry? Here's your food" anne placed the plate on her son's table by his bed as her son was out on the patio

The moon was full and harry had looked up at it with awe, he heard his mom leave his room and he walked in. He sat down on the side on the bed, the bed making its light creaks and squeaks, looking at the pictures framed on his table

He layed his head down on the comforter, deciding he didn't have the appetite to eat and he just wanted to sleep forever

"Daena" her name rolled off his tongue perfectly, a smile spreading across his face. He was excited for tomorrow as he knew they'd talk in the broken room again. He'd always wondered why that room got broken, he'd always wanted to know why it was like that. Even though, in the back of his mind, he knew the answer.

Harry stared up at the ceiling and memories replayed in his mind. Memories which were and are supposed to be forgotten but still they linger in Harry's mind.

Daena, who was also staring up at the ceiling of her room, also had stuff replaying in her mind. Memories which were and are supposed to be forgotten. Unlike Harry's, these memories were still fresh and vivid

"You know what? Fuck you. You never get things right!" Richie screamed at the top of his lungs as Hannah was curled up on the floor, trembling "I'm the only one who always has to do these! I don't need you anymore!"

Richie had a gun in his hand, it wasn't loaded but it was still pretty scary.

A 18-year-old Nathan Summers, the eldest son of Hannah, had hid all the children inside the closet. All his younger siblings, Daena, William, Maria and Sarah. He was comforting the four.

"Nat, this has gone too far" a 16-year-old Daena whispered, tears pricking her eyes "he's going to hurt her"

"I know, dan. I'll try to reach the phone and call the police, you stay here with the children" Nathan kissed Daena's forehead before quietly slipping out of the closet. He crawled on the floor, trying to be quiet as possible. Everytime he moved was an inch closer to freedom.

"I tried, rich. It's just you buy too much alcohol and i tried. P-please" Hannah begged richie to not harm anyone, richie's eyes growing darker as Hannah grabbed his legs. She was only wearing a shirt and shorts, her legs were exposed abit as she kneeled down infront her husband.

Eventually, Nathan reached the phone, making his way back.

Richie pulled on Hannah's sleeves and dragged her into their room with Hannah screaming and shouting.

Daena's tears slid down freely on her rosy cheeks as she watched their mother being hurt by their step-father.

Nathan reached the closet and dialled the police, the police saying they'll send reinforcements

Daena couldn't take it anymore. She heard her mother scream and cry out for help. She barged in the room, her mother's upper body was fully exposed, breast and all. Hannah was trying to cover them with her hands but richie pinned her down.

"Dan!" Nat reached out for his sister, richie's already red face grew angrier

"Stop it! Stop hurting her!" Daena charged at richie, banging her hands against his back

"Oh so you want fun too, huh?" Richie's voice was low, his hands grabbed Hannah and pushed her out of the room

Daena was trapped in the corner of the room, watching richie point the gun at Nathan

"There aren't any bullets" Nathan said, his fists tightening

"Or so you think" richie said, pulling the trigger

It fell silent as the gun went off, Daena and Hannah watching Nathan get shot right in his chest. The little kids, Maria, and Sarah, ran out of the closet, leaving William behind. The two little three year old twin girls crying at the sight of their older brother dying

"Go near him and you'll get shot too" richie pointed the gun at the two girls, both of them already approaching their brother

He shot them both, Hannah crying out as she crawled closer to her shot children outside the room

"Stay there" richie looked at a trembling daena before he closed and locked the room door and turned around.

"You've been a fucking bitch" he hissed at her, taking long strides closer to her. Daena's body was frozen and she felt weak. She felt Richie push her against the bed

The loud bangs on the door made by Hannah was being overpowered by Daena's screaming in pain

Hannah's heart shattered as she heard her daughter being raped, William had already ran out of the closet, also banging on the door.

"Richie no!" Hannah cried and cried, and so did william

Daena was too weak, but she kept screaming as Richie kept thrusting. All of them had heard the sirens and Richie stopped, a horrified look on his face.

Richie left Daena on the bed, naked, hurt and trembling in fear as he searched for his gun. It was too late, the police had already broken the room door open

The only thing daena could see were the flashing of lights everywhere, all she could here were muffled groans and soft shouting. She blacked out

The tears ran down Daena's cheeks as they played in her mind. A scream being held in as she didn't want to disturb anyone.

The picture of Daena's older brother's , Nathan, body being flung slightly as the bullet hit his body and blood splashing on the carpet was on her mind. She wasn't able to do anything about it

Both Harry and Daena looked up and stared at the ceiling in their own rooms, Daena was crying and Harry had a blank expression on his face. They both had memories replaying in their mind. Memories to be forgotten

But both of them knew forgetting those memories will be difficult.

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SORRY IT'S SHORT

IT'S ACTUALLY SUPPOSED TO BE SHORT SO SORRY AGH

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