Once Upon A Psycho(Harry Styles)

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(A/N) yea. sorry about not updating. it's been like, months. I hate when I abandon my work but here's the way too long awaited chapter.

KENZIE

It started snowing this morning, the first it's ever snowed in about a year or so. when I had gotten to Salem asylum, the prisoners were outside making snowballs, acting like children. Two days ago, when Ashton and I kissed, something sparked in me. Almost like a bomb being lit.

It was the realization that not only did I have feelings for Ashton, they were brewing like a hurricane, coming in almost too fast. I had a feeling Ashton new this. But I put that aside, it was a stupid thought to even have, he's my boyfriend for godsakes.

Martha gave me a suggestive look when I walked into the room. I glared at her but broke into a blush when she picked up a marker and wrote 'U&Ash aye?'. She giggled and we were quieted down once her little crush xavier walked in.

I winked at her. ''So is it official?'' Martha blushed and Xavier chuckled. ''Last night actually.'' I cooed at them. ''Adorable. Just no, er, sex on the table. People sit there. Dont to anything I wouldn't do. I'm going to the cafeteria, breakfast time.'' She glared at me while blushing and Xavier was laughing at her, a slight tint to his cheeks as well.

The hallways were a bit dimmer than what I remember, but they were cutting down electricity, seeing as they need to save for the heating system. It was going to be a cold winter, no doubt. I was happy to remember I kept my gloves with me, the hallway seemed cold.

I remember when I was 5, papa and Mother took me outside to see snow for the first time. Papa had made snowballs and launched them at me and Mother. I remember her having this spark in her eyes, almost if she knew it wouldnt last long, the happiness.

But in the thrill of it all, we got our bonding time, something that dwindled down after I'd turned 9. Mother seemed depressed, distant and I told papa how it worried me. Sometimes he'd brush it off and continue to watch the game on Tv, sometimes completely ignoring the situations at hand.

But that week, following up to my mothers death was the worst. I remember coming home from school early because of an outbreak of some sort. Since I lived just down the street, they allowed me to walk home. I came home to witness my father almost beat the life out of my mother.

He never caught me watching. Never knew what I'd witnessed. When my aunt came to visit us, the day before my mothers death, I'd try to tell her what I saw, but she brushed it off too. Never believing me.

I always thought he was a monster, while I was cooped up inside that safe, but by the time I was realeased, he was all I could cry for. My papa was the only person I knew to call for.

When I reached the cafeteria doors, I wiped my eyes, knowing I had to of been crying. It was loud for once, and joyful. Some inmates decorating the walls, some baking cookies and some even decorating a christmas tree. I could smell the sugar cookies and it gave off a homey vibe. It usually only happens around this time.

When my eyes found Ashton I smiled and he motioned for me to go towards him. I weaved through the tables until a hand gripped my wrist. Harry. I bit my lip. ''What?'' he sighed. ''Don't go to him.'' I laughed. Genuinely laughed.

''Harry he's my boyfriend, why wouldn't I?'' His grip tightened when I started to walk away. I yanked my hand away. ''Harry stop.'' Then rubbing my wrist I continued to move towards Ashton. When I got to him, he hugged me. ''That guy is sick. Did you hear about what he did to Samantha Uley?'' That caught my attention. What did he do while I was gone?

''N-no, what?'' I stuttered. Honestly I didnt want to know, but I probably should. ''He tried to rape her. Cornered her in the other nurses office. But you want to know what's even sicker?'' no. ''Yea?'' His jaw tightened.

''He called her Kenzie. He probably has fantasies of you Zie.'' I bit my lip nervously. My eyes drifting back and forth from Ashton to Harry. His curls were long, like they hadnt been cut yet. His lip had a small cut and his knuckles were scraped. ''McKenzie!'' I jumped and looked to Ashton.

''S-ssorry. Um, what did you say?'' His glare hardened on me. He stepped closer. ''Were you watching him or checking him out?'' It wasn't in a evil way but he didn't seem happy. I bit my lip nervously, tasting that nasty metallic taste that comes with blood.

''N-no, I was just thinking.'' He snorted and walked off after pecking my cheek. When I was sure he wasn't in sight, I power walked over to harry. He lifted his head up. My expression changed from nervous to almost terrified.

Harry grunted,''What did he tell you Kenzie?'' I fumbled with my fingers. Not daring to look at Harry, knowing I'd start crying. I wasnt terrified of him. I was terrified that if I told him, he'd go after Ashton. His big, calloused hands gripped mine.

''He um, he, uh, said you tried to rape Samantha Uley. But thats it.'' I lied. He growled. His hands clenching inwards and outwards. ''That's not true Kenzie, you have to believe me.'' I snorted, almosr too quickly.

''Why would she lie about that Harry. There's no reason, she's a sweet girl.'' He laughed dryly. His hand slammed down on the table and I reached in my pocket, a needle filled with anaesthetic. He gripped my other wrist, not letting go.

''Figures he'd have you brainwashed. Him and Samantha have been fucking and you're so fucking Innocent that you have no damn clue.'' I narrowed my eyes. My hand tightening around the needle.

''What's your deal with him anyways, Harry? What'd he do, steal a Nurse you liked? Is that what you did while I was gone? Fuck every nuse here because you cant keep it in your pants? You're a sick bastard.'' He scoffed.

''You're once to talk. I bet you gave it up the second he walked into your apartment. Like the little slut you are.'' SMACK. I smacked him across the cheek. ''Fuck you, Styles.'' He smirked.

''Gladly.'' I yanked my hand from him and walked off. Maybe I should pay a visit to Samantha.  When I got to her nurses office, the door was closed. I peaked through the small window on the door to see if she was in. Moans were sounded and I got curious. No. There's no way.

I slowly opened the door, careful no to make a sound. But when it was fully opened I saw it. Tears welled up in my eyes. A sob escaped and they broke away. There was Ashton and Samantha going at it. My jaw tightened and I laughed dryly.

''You know, Maybe I should be listening to Harry. Because he seems to be the one telling the truth, while you're just fucking other girls aimlessly. And to think I ws going to fuck you the night you asked to be my boyfriend. Well you know what? Done. We're done.'' Ashton laughed.

''We're not done till I say we are.'' I bit my lip and walked off. I've only been here for half a day and it's already turned to shit. I need to leave.

(A/N) Sorry if its short. I didnt really know what to write but this is it. Please leave comments and follow me on twitter. @zayyyyum .