Pain 2: Him (H.S)

Chapter 26

A perfect but killing shade of grey blurs my entire vision. I see shadows and mist, demons and demonic eyes; I see what I've been too blind to see. I've fallen back into Harry's script, I've become the main character and entertainer to his enemies once again and who they are after? Not Harry, me. They're after me and because of something as shameful as revenge. I'm stepping on the stones leading to my own fucked up ending.

"Are they watching her house now?" Harry's frantic and can't even keep up with the havoc. He always seemed so sure when he made these types of promises to me, he was always so confident and assertive when he was speaking towards protecting me but now he just seems as if his plans have blazed into ashes.

"I don't think so. I was just down South Philly so I doubt they're watching now." Niall is the complete opposite of Harry demeanor.

"When did they start?" Harry asks, tugging the roots to his widow's peak.

"Today. They dropped by once easier before I was with them and just watched. Their plan isn't to jump right in Harry, they aren't going to get her with one move. They're playing a fucking game, man. They're going to throw hints, threats, notes; all kinds of shit. You fucked with the wrong people, Harry. They're relentless."

"Don't you think I already know that?" Harry's hypothetical question starts off calm, transitioning into a devious growl and I step forward, "I know what the fuck I've gotten myself into, don't come here and talk to me like I'm some kid, Niall. Don't do that shit."

"Can you all please just stop yelling?" I'm calm for some reason. I'm terrified yes, but with everyone being so angry and frantic, they need someone to provide them with a bit of stability so that our decisions and thoughts aren't clouded. Harry's usually the one in this position, not me. "Harry," I turn to my boyfriend who's eyes are wide and dilated in unmasked rage, "We need to help my parents. Can't we send them away or something until Spring Break is over? We have another week, I'm sure we can figure something out, right?" My eyes divert hopelessly to Conor for an answer, then to Niall who's silent, then back to Harry.

"Like what, Alee? Where are we going to send them? California? Mexico? They're not going to just fucking up and go!" He shouts at me.

"Yes they will! We can surprise them or something with an early baby shower gift! They're going to hurt my mom Harry, I know they will!" I know I always say how annoying she can be and how uptight and unreasonable she can become, but I love her with all my heart. She raised me and loved me and without her, I don't know what I'd do. I have Harry but my love for my mother is different.

"I have an idea," Conor jumps in and it's as if a bulb just popped out of his head, "He said they're in South Philly so maybe they're not at your house yet. Call your parents and tell them to pack one suit case each and to wait for you guys to pick them up. Niall and I will go in separate cars to the airport to buy two tickets to Miami and by the time you surprise them at the airport, Harry will excuse himself to the bathroom and I'll be there to give him the tickets and you go and give it to them there. Say it's for a week and an early baby shower present like you said, and we'll book the hotels and everything before the plane lands."

"That's fucking genius!" Harry laughs expanding his right hand and Conor shakes it. He's relieved I'm sure because his mind is drumming in with mayhem and I'm grateful for his fast thinking. "Go do that," He turns to me, "call your mum and tell her to get ready."

Harry's POV:

"What the hell am I going to do?" His plan is brilliant but I'm failing as a boyfriend. As her protector I shouldn't let this shit happen or even slip through the cracks of my mistakes yet here I am, sending my fiance's parents away so that I can hide away their daughter to keep her from getting hurt.