Schizophrenia [h.s]

Mia \ #2 \ Part I

At 3:54 Harry woke up.

He knew something was wrong.

But what was that something? 

At 4:09 Harry found Eva behind the trash cans, laying there, with no signal for life. After Harry found Eva dead body, He went through five stages:shock, denial, crying, anger, and finally - sadness of letting her go.

First level; Shock; "what" he looked at Eva dead body in wide eyes. can't believe she's gone, not to talk about killed, he saw the stabbing holes that were on her body, and he knew for surly, Eva won't do it to herself.

Second level; Denial; "No no it can't be" Harry said that a million times, while he is laying next to her on his knees, trying to getting her back to life, even if he knows it won't happen. "Come on Eva, pleas wake up for me baby" he held her face between his hand, kissing her, hoping that it would be like a fairy tale, but as the time past and Eva didn't open her eyes, he knew more and more she will keep sleeping forever.

Third level; Crying; tears collide in Harry eyes, he see blurry, he can't speak. He's just laying next to dead Eva, hugging her and crying on her shoulder.

Forth level; anger; Harry Delete the tears from his face and rose from the floor. he walked in circles, and ran his hands in his hair. then he stopped at the eleventh round, looked at Eva for a couple seconds and after it he just kick the trash can a few tines and then he begin again with the walking in circles. "Who could have did this?" he yelled in a whisper, not sure to who.

Last level; Sadness of letting her go; "I still love you baby" he whisper to her as he look down at her. He breathed hardly with his head down to the ground and he didn't move from there till the next hour.

Harry decided to not Involved the police, he didn't want his beloved death to be on the news. And now came the thinking, what will he tell her parents?

He couldn't look at Eva when she was like this, so simply as he thought he put her in a trash bag, Folds her legs up to the knees and pushes it in the bag. He took a shovel and took the mud and sand from the ground and created a long hole, long enough for Eva's body. 

At 5:33 Harry buried Eva.

Until 6:00 a.m, Harry was sitting on their couch. He tried to comprehend everything that happened. 

In Harry memories there were flashes of bright light, lots of blurry visionary of screaming. A girl without a face screaming. 

What was happening last night? 

At 7:24, Harry went to his Psychiatrist.. Despite his meeting only nine am.

 Harry walked at the streets, saw people running from a way to anther. Why they are in such a rush? Harry asked himself. As Harry traveled from all of the people on the side walk he talked to himself in his head.

Why aren't they stop for a moment, and look at world, just to see how beautiful it is. Wait. It wasn't.

Harry continued walking. Just to walk. nothing was on his mind those moment.

Until he saw them. standing between the rushing people. The people didn't even notice them, and harry asked himself, Why?.

They were staring at him in their devilish eyes, scaring harry to death. 'you need to find her harry'  and here the whisper coming. Harry didn't want them to get to his head, he remember what happen the last time they did. 

' Harry was released after the "incident" at school, of course, after a meeting with the police, as the saw this as an act of unbridled frenzy of teenager. Harry was now in his room, laying on his stomach, thinking nothing. And there were they, standing beside his bed. Harry didn't have to lift his head to know they were here. He felt them. They got into his head early then he expected, the whispers was louder more then ever. He tried his hardest to ignore them, but at the same time, he knew it was Impossible. "stop, pleas" harry bagged, crying to his pillow. "you need to do it" they whisper him. "find her".  Harry didn't know who was 'she' so simple as it is, he asked them. "Who is, she?"  he still cried, but it was gone slowly. "HER" ' 

Her was Olivia, her face just suddenly appeared in his head. The girl that got out of the class without his attention and went to call the principal. He wanted to them to stop, so he did what they asked, every time.

' Harry knew that her parents wasn't home that night. perfect timing. he climb on the tree near the window of Olivia room. she wasn't in the room, and the window wasn't even lock. as he got to her, he saw on the wall a lot of picture of her, smiling and laughing with her friend and family, he didn't wanted to do it. And they notice it. "because of her, everyone think you're a monster" , "do it" , "she is a sinner for you". they made him mad. they made him think all what happening to himself, was because of her. they made him do this. "Harry?" harry heard a tiny voice, and as he turn he stared at her surprise/scared eyes. "W-what are y-you doing here" she was rumbling her words in fear. "H-how did you even got in?" so many questions, none answers. "It's all because of you" Harry whispered, enough loud for her to hear, "what" she didn't understand what was happening. "and you'll pay on it" right after he got his pocket knife out of his pocket and stab her in the arm, made a deep cut along her arm. "harry stop, pleas" she started to cry, at the same time her lip was shaken. "don't" harry shoved her on her closet, that were near the open window. he got closer to her, and she was moving like a like cancer, walking to the right side. she didn't even scream, she knew it was her end, she wasn't afraid of death. Harry just shoved her from the window '

A day after the teacher in his class, was telling Olivia class mates, she was in the hospital, she can't move from the bad. at all. Some kids were stupid enough to say it was a fever. But harry knew shw was in coma. 

After three days, her parents came in the class, and told them Olivia was gone. The teacher broke down. some of Olivia friends couldn't take it anymore, and got out of the class. some of kids were crying quietly, some of them started to breath hard. But only harry, stared at them, with no expression on his face. just sitting there. 

That was nine years ago. And harry was ready to find his next Olivia. His next Eva.

Because deep down in his heart, he knew he loved doing what he was doing. They just helped him to do it.

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(1207 words) sorry again for the late updates, i just can't find enough time to update. 

On the side is who i imagine as Olivia (brooklynn proulx).

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