The weight
Of a simple human emotion weighs me down
More than the tank ever didThe pain
It's determined and demanding
To ache, but I'm okayAnd I don't wanna let this go
I don't wanna lose control
I just wanna see the stars with youAnd I don't wanna say goodbye
Someone tell me why
I just wanna see the stars with youH A R R Y
"H-Harry?" Marcie chokes and I don't even realise what she's saying until I look at her face. My eyes are trained on the wound in her chest that's gushing out blood by the second. I rest my hand over it knowing it won't work but praying to God it stops the blood from flowing faster.
"B-baby, I-i'm right h-here." I stutter, tears falling out of my eyes. I can't help but cry no matter how hard I try not to, no matter how brave I try to be, I can't help but cry because my Marcie is dying.
"H-Harry, I'm scared." She sob, her eyes looking into mine. It's like I can see right through them and see she's about to shut down. "I don't want to die anymore."
"Y-you're not going to die." I tell her, assuring her and myself. To be completely honest, I don't know what's going to happen to Marcie but I've never felt so much pain than I have right this moment. "You're going to stay with me. I've got you beautiful." I whisper, trying to make sure she's at peace.
"Can I tell y-you something?" She stutters, her eyes flutter shut for a moment but I shake her a little to try and get her to open them. My hands are soaked in blood. Marcie's blood.
"Sure baby, you can tell me anything." I smile which makes even more tears fall from my eyes.
"A y-year ago, I w-wouldn't have cared about dying. I-in fact, I've always wanted to know what it was like to die. M-maybe the voices wouldn't f-follow me to h-heaven, or Hell, who knows where I was meant to go." She chuckled but I don't join her, my Marcie deserves Heaven and more. "I thought d-death wouldn't be so painful b-because I had nothing to live for. B-but r-right now, d-dying right now, has caused more pain than anything those s-stupid voice have ever c-caused. I d-don't want to l-leave you Harry. I-I want to stay with you. I-I'm so a-afraid Harry because I don't want you to leave m-me." She sobs and I push some of her hair back.
I kiss her forehead, "You're not going anywhere Marcie baby. You're staying right here, where you belong. With me. I won't let anyone take you away from me not now not ever. I-I love you Marcie Jane Scott. I am so in love with you and I'll be damned if I have that love taken away from me." She looks at me in shock and I'm even more surprised at my outburst.
In the police car I was planning on telling Marcie that I loved her after she was safe and I took her back home and we snuggled in bed together, whilst I tried to get rid of some of her pain. I didn't even dare to imagine that I'd be saying it to her whilst she's lying on my lap with blood pouring out her chest and tears in both our eyes.
But we're Marcie Jane Scott and Harry Styles, our minds make us think things that aren't real.
"H-Harry, I-I love you too." She whispers and I smile, rubbing her cheek with my palm. She shuts her eyes which worries me but then opens them again. "You've always been my saviour Harry. How could I not notice the boy who found me in the woods all those years ago?" She laughs and I laugh with her. Our hearts are joined at the hip and that's how it'll be forever, no matter what happens.
Suddenly she starts heaving and I can tell it's getting harder for her to breathe. "It hurts Harry. I-it's hurting me r-real bad." She cries and I can't do anything to take the pain away which makes the sting in my heart get worst.
"I know it is baby, I know it." I hold her to my chest and the whole time my hand is still on her wound, blood coating both of our clothes.
"M-make it stop Harry." She whispers. "You always make it stop."
Suddenly I remember the time we were swaying to music in her room back at the hospital. How it took so much of her pain away and how it helped her. I pull out my headphones that I keep in my jacket pocket all the time. I take out my phone and play the music she wants to hear.
When you feel your love's been taken
When you know there's something missing
In the dark, we're barely hangin' on
Then you rest your head upon my chest
And you feel like there ain't nothing left
I'm afraid that what we had is goneThen I think of the start
And it echoes a spark
And I remember the magic electricity
Then I look in my heart
There's a light in the dark
Still a flicker of hope that you first gave to me
That I wanna keep
Please don't leave
Please don't leaveShe looks up at me and a small smile comes onto her lips. "I love you." She whispers and reaches up to touch my cheek. "Thank you for fixing my shattered pieces." Her eyes flutter shut as the song continues to play.
"I love you more." I kiss her forehead again and her chest slowly moves up and down. I can tell it's getting harder for her to breathe because her breathing becomes shallow. "Don't leave me Marcie, I need you." I beg.
"I won't leave Harry. I'll be the voice in your head, I'll always be there." She mumbles and I know she knows we're both losing hope. I know she knows that life is slipping from her through each crack in the floor.
"I'd happily go crazy for you Marcie." I say and she smiles.
As her breath starts to leave, I start to panic and try to get her to hold on a little longer but it doesn't work. "I love you." She whispers.
"I love you." I whisper back, hoping she'd hear me somehow and somewhere.
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This chapter was short. I actually wrote it for the previous chapter and then decided I wanted it to be it's own chapter.
Double update because this ones a short one. There will also be another update tomorrow hopefully xx
I am so happy with how my brain is co-operating with me. I actually love it. Haha
-Chloe xx
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