Are You Afraid Of The Dark

Are you afraid of the dark:Chapter 22

MORGAN'S POV

Liam's car stopped to a halt.

Our car followed his the way there.

It had seemed as though Liam wanted to take place as the new 'Leader'.

Being me of coarse I wasn't fine with that.

I still didn't want to believe Harry was gone, and In all realty I wasn't.

I had a figment in my imagination that Harry was still here.

He wasn't dead.

He was just away doing something that I didn't know of.

Away in a wonderland in a different world.

I could only hope he would come back.

Although I had to tell myself that he wasn't, that he was gone.

Over wise the absence of evidence would set in.

Where I would think he was here when he really wasn't.

That would then probably drive me to insanity.

"Are you gonna get out?". Juliet asks placing a hand on my shoulder.

I nod my head.

"Yeah". I stutter.

I definitely was not ready to be me, Whoever I was.

I look at Liam a wide and proud smile set on his face.

"Harry thought that run down place was the best he could do, well me I've set a better living style for us". Liam says starring at the Motel in front of us.

It was run down and the lights on the sign flickered like heart beat.

"Liam". Jade says slapping Liam on the shoulder.

Liam's statement was harsh.

I was standing before him and saying sly remarks on my just dead boyfriend would not in anyway make me feel better.

"Sorry". Liam huffs out.

In all deaths came stages of emotions you switched to and from.

Sadness, Anger, lonesome.

And at the current time anger was seeming to come apparent.

"You've always had it out for him haven't you". I shout.

Liam's head turns to face mine.

"No what are you talking about?". Liam says shaking his head.

"Don't lie Liam, you always had to be right or question his every move". I state.

The group stares at the two of us as we bickered in the small pebble car park.

"I couldn't get her hurt, not again". Liam shouts pointing at jade.

Jade stares down to her shoes.

"The only person you were getting hurt was me, Harry would never hurt her". I say.

Tears threaten to fall from my eyes.

I bite down on my lip before strutting away into the small motel.

I kick the door open.

The small bell above the door chimes causing the few workers to stare at me.

"I need a room, the tall brown haired boy out their will pay". I say trying to hold back tears.

The small elder lady furrows her eyebrows before passing me a key.

"Thanks". I say.

I stare down to the small silver key with the number 15 on it.