The Dark Quest

C4 P2 Not You, Again.

I found myself once again isolated and hidden away in my room, Isabella likes to say I'm hibernating. Anyway, I stared up at the ceiling and mostly thought about why things happens this way.

Everything I've done has led up to this.

Everything Dexter has done led me to this point, driving me to the brink of my own sanity.

I kept staring at the ceiling and began to space out and just lie there, as if i was a vegetable. That's all I feel like anyway, like nothing. Insignificant.

I felt myself dozing off, my eyes we're getting heavier, and I felt my body loosen up and I was finally drifting...

"Harrison! What are you doing here?"

"Oh God Harry! A little warning next time? That would be nice."

"Are you seriously going to lie there and sulk like a child?"

"obviously." I said with an annoyed tone.

"And what good is that doing you?"

"a lot more good than dealing with my stupid parents. I'm fine."

"You're not. Now, what is it you want son?" he questioned

"honestly," I dragged out, " i want you to leave me alone."

"Harrison, you'll never feel better unless you make peace with yourself, remember? This is about your father, but its not about pleasing him."

I ignored him.

"Just think about it son. It wouldn't kill you to clean up your room either, it looks like a tornado hit this place."

After a few moments, he was gone.

Finally, some peace and quiet. I once again started to drift off into space, but this time, my mind wasn't blank. It was bothering me again. Why did Harry even come and do this to me again. Dexter doesn't deserve me or Isabella.

But something is pushing me to go through with this..