My Best Friend's Brother.

Chapter 24

Soooo hey guys! Read the note at the end ok? You better say ok. :p :) ;) :D

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Mental Asylum, 2010

I start counting the days again. It has been a whole lot of years since I came here. Frankly I can't rememer life or how it feels.

I hate it when the nurses talk about their life issues and how great life is while I'm stuck here in this dump of a place. 

About how quiet the park is and how hot it gets and how great and cold the water somtimes is. How school is so boring and how summer is the greatest. How christmas is the greatest holiday. While I am just here talking to the walls about how shitty my life is.

To be honest when I was young my life was worse than now. My dad barely remembered my name. My mum had cancer and my sister. Well my sister was the only person I had. When my mum died I remember my sister crying late at night. I used to go and comfort her to tell her that everything will be ok but it actually wasn't and it will never be.

At school I was a victim. A victim of bullying and depression. I used to cut. Watching my blood drop to the floor made me smile. 

That was before I met her. Emily. She made me happy. She was the only person I truly loved. That was before I realized what she was doing. I thought she was different than any popular girl. She was cheating on me. That night darkness took over me and I killed her family. Her mum, her dad, her other boyfriend and her. At least that's what I thought. I woke up with a red kind of liquid on my hand and saw them dead. When the cops came they saw my hands and thought it was me. I thought I'd go to jail but for them a mental asylum was better.

Till this very day I was tortured, manipulated and cheated on. 

"Mr Styles it's time for lunch" my guard said.

I stand up my hands handcuffed and he opens the door with his key. We walk through the hallway of cells and end up in the cafeteria. Everybody stared at me and whispered about me everyday. Personally I thought that I wasn''t crazy. I didn't act like a crazy maniac. I didn't scream and toss the table across the room. So why was I here and not in jail if i'm not insane. 

But someone once said that everybody's insane in something.

The food was disgusting like everyday so I just played solitare all by myself.

After lunch I go back to my cell and open my journal. I write my everlasting list of what to do.

-Get out of this horrid place before it drowns me alive.

I close the journal and stare at the wall. "I will get out of here for Cheryl.

I laughed and grabbed my red ball. I started throwing the ball at the wall and when I am disturbed by my guard again I groan.

"Time for arts and crafts." I roll my eyes and go to the arts and crafts centre with my guard hovering over me.

When I go in I am the first one. I grab a piece of paper and grab a crayon and start to write a letter.

Dear world,

I just wanted to write some stuff that I wanted to say for a long time to some people. So here it goes.

Mum. I miss you dearly. Why did you have to go? I remember you teaching me how to walk and how to ride a bike. I remember hurting my foot and you kissed it and put a bandagge on it. I also remember you tickling me making me laugh hard. To be homest 'Mama' was my first word. I wish you were here telling me it will be ok and singing me a lullaby.

Dad. Why did you have to drink? We could have been a happy family. You forgot me. I hate you. I hope you are in hell rotting because I'd be happy if you are.

Cheryl. Why did you have to grow up? I remember playing dolls with you and playing tea party. Do you remember dressing like Minnie and Mickie? And Salt and Pepper. Being salt and pepper was a crazy idea sis. I will get out of here for you. I promise. Even if it kills me.

Emily. Why did you cheat? You ruined everything. We could have gotten married and had children and watched them grow up and graduate. But you ruined it and I despise you for that. You changed. You were just like any other mean girl. I didn't want her. I wanted awesome fun Emily. The one that would blush when I held her hand and would run in the grass a pick out a flower for her hair.

I hope that these words can help. Now I have to go cry in a corner.

Harry

When my letter is ready I run out and find my guard. "Take me to my cell please?" He nods and takes me there. When I get in I start to cry and get in a fetile postition. "Stop crying stop crying" I said to myself but it only made it worse. Just then an alarm went off. The guard left and I tried to see what the hell is going on. I discovered that I was skinny enough to get out. So I grabbed my bad and went out. I ran along the corridors and I arrived at the door. I went out and started running. I didn't stop. My feet started to hurt. I arrived at a nearby woods and sat down. I sighed in relief and got out some extra clothes out of my bag. I dressed them on and wore some shades. I then went to live in a hotel.

"Can I get a room please?" I say to the receptionist. He nods clearly not reconising me and gives me a key. I go to the elevator and arrive at the second floor where my room is. When I find it I call on the telephone. I call Cheryl.

"Hello?" "Cheryl it's me." "Harry?" she says in delight. I smile. Probably the greatest smile ever. "Yea I finally escaped." "Then come home please?" "Not now because they'll find me." "So when will you come back?" she says sadly. "It will take long but you will see me I promise." "I have to go ok bye." She then hangs up. I go to sleep in this comfy bed and feel succesful

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Ok guys there you have it. I took you to some of Harry's past particularly the day he escpaed. That letter made me cry it better not make you. Ok if you have some questions for me just tell me. Poor Hazza. I have a treat for AwesomeCC and I hope that she is reading this. I will add Asthon, Calum, Luke and Micheal in the story. What they will be you will find out I hope you like what I did for you for all the thing you supported for me AwesomeCC.

Love ya Kimmy Jimmel.