Past time (2015)
A girl with dark brown eyes and light purple hair stood there in front of me. She had a beanie over her head and was wearing a large jean jacket. The bags up under her eyes made her look tired.
"Um hi?" I said confused. "Can I help you?"
"I was told that my brother is currently living here?" She said with wrinkled eyebrows and her eyes were full of hope. "I'm Gemma, Gemma Styles."
My eyes widened and I froze. Gemma Styles? As in Harry's sister that was...buried alive?
As I looked closer at her facial features, I could see a tiny similarity to Harry's face. It wasn't major, but it was there.
"Hello?" She said waving her hand in front of my face slightly. "Is he here by any chance?" She asked.
I stood there completely petrified for a few seconds before finally my brain started working a little. "Uh..ye.." I couldn't even finish my sentence because I was so scared. I had no idea what was going on. Before I could stop myself, I was yelling. "HARRY?!?!"
In a matter of seconds Harry came rushing to the door looking ready to fight someone. I probably shouldn't have screamed like that. It had sounded like I was being attacked, but I didn't know what else to do.
My mind was flooded with fears and confusion at the moment. Gemma was at the door. Or so she said she was Gemma, I wasn't sure because I had never seen her before.
Gemma, the mysterious case that had recently been solved. She was supposedly dead.
Harry looked at me in confusion when he saw that I was not being attacked. His shoulders dropped in relaxation when he saw me standing there.
"What's the matter wi..." he stopped talking when he looked at the door. His green eyes widened as he saw the blue/purple haired girl standing at my apartment door.
I watched him as he took in the sight before he spoke.
"Oh...oh my.." I could tell that he couldn't even get the words out of his mouth. He was flabbergasted, even more than I was. As he stood there for a bit longer, tears welled up in his eyes.
"Harry, it's me.." She said smiling through her own tears that were rolling down her cheeks. "It's Gemma."
He didn't say anything. Immediately after the words left her mouth, he ran up to her and almost knocked her down as he embraced her in his arms. He was sobbing into her shoulder and I could tell that he was hugging her as tight as he could.
"Gem...it really is you... what...how?" He asked through sobs, still not letting her go.
"It's a very very long story," she sighed. "Oh I've missed you so much!" She squeezed him tighter as she closed her eyes with tears pouring down.
She then looked at me over Harry's shoulder.
"Who is this?" She asked in a nice tone. "Have a girlfriend, do we?" She whispered to Harry, not meaning for me to hear her.
Harry didn't say anything he was still kind of in shock I think, so I introduced myself.
"Um... hi I'm Skyler Jefferson." I said giving her an odd look. "And, no not a girlfriend. Not really." I chuckled
"Hi Skyler" she said walking over to me. "I'm Harry's big sis, Gemma Styles it's nice to meet you." She said smiling.
I tried to smile back, but I don't think I actually smiled because Gemma gave me a worried look.
"I'm sure you've heard about me." She sighed disappointedly.
"Yeah a little." I muttered under my breath. Harry finally came out of shock and started talking and asking all the questions that I also wanted the answers to.
"Gemma how are you alive? We all thought you were dead!" She looked at him and you could see the fears in her eyes.
She walked over to the sofa and sat down as we both followed her.
"That night, when Niall took me out..." She said looking at harry and occasionally me. "It was...terrible" she said sniffling.
"Gemma did...did Niall Bury you alive? Or was that just another one of his lies?" Harry asked sternly.
She nodded her head yes as she wiped her tears from her face.
"He pushed me into a coffin...and...and then buried me. He buried me alive Harry." She looked as if she was re-living it.
I looked at Harry to see him listening intensely and wiping the tears off of his face in anger.
"He didn't know, but I escaped." She said.
"How?" Harry and I said in unison.
"It was so dark and hot. Something you wouldn't even be able to fathom unless it happened to you." She said frowning. "I didn't have much oxygen, so I knew that I should keep calm. If I would have screamed no one would have heard me and it would have been just a waste of breath. After about twenty minutes, I remembered that I had my stilettos on. I kicked my heel as hard as I could on the top of the casket and after about the tenth kick, I finally made a hole."
"Oh my God." I whispered to myself.
"I kicked it a few more times and finally it was a big enough hole to climb out of, but then dirt and soil started sinking into the casket. I remember thinking that it would be easier to breath if I had some sort of mask, so I pulled my cardigan over my face and breathed through the fabric. It was white so I could sort of see through it. Then I climbed out of the casket and dug my way out of the ground." She said taking a deep breath when she was done.
Both me and Harry sat there stunned. After a few moments of silence, Harry spoke.
"Why didn't you come back to us?" He looked in pain while he asked the question.
"Harry I couldn't." She said sadly "Niall would have came for me, he would have tried to kill me again."
"You know we wouldn't have let that happen." He said weakly.
"I couldn't take the chance, so I moved here to the big city. I changed my hair and my style." She said pointing to her purple hair. "Oh and if anyone asks for Alaina Radkins, that would be me."
"I can't believe this." Harry sighed.
"I'm the manager of The Limestone cafe. I heard that Niall was put in jail a few weeks ago, and when I saw you in the cafe that day of the shooting, I found out from someone where you lived and now here I am."
Harry sighed in disbelief. He stood up and hugged her again sill wiping tears from his eyes.
I looked at them and wiped a tear that was rolling out of my own eyes.
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