Harry's P.O.V
I sat against the locked door and repeatedly hit the back of my head against it. "I hate this..." I growled. Ever since we agreed to forget about our kiss, things had been pretty awkward between us both. I was angry all the time, Arianna was really quiet. Last night she cried herself to sleep, well she did that every night but this time I didn't comfort her. I didn't tell her everything was gonna be okay, because honestly, I don't know if it will be.
We have been in here ten days, who's to say we won't be in here for another ten. I stared at her as she lay in the fetal position on the floor. Her silent sobs had turned to hiccups. I just wanted to lay next to her and wrap my arms around her slim waist and hold her close.
I kept on hitting my head against the door as Arianna sat up. Her eyes were bloodshot and cheeks were stained with tears. She looked so distrought. She leant against the wall opposite me and hugged her knees before rocking herself back and forth slowly.
My heart dropped to my stomach as the loud churning of metal upon metal came from the ceiling. My eyes drifted upwards and I noticed the black outline of a small square right in the centre of the room. I took a quick glance at Arianna and she was staring at the same spot I was.
I stood up like a flash as the square in the ceiling fell to the floor leaving a gaping hole above. I heard shuffling before something came flying down. I sheilded my face before I could see what it was. I heard Arianna scream so loudly my ears nearly bled.
This forced me to look at what had fallen. I brought my hands up to my face in shock. Arianna was still sat on the floor, crying and screaming as there, in the middle of the room was a half decayed body hanging from a frayed piece of rope.
I felt myself feel the need to throw up but thankfully I managed to keep it down, plus if I did throw up there would be no food or anything to come up and that would just make me feel worse than I already did.
"Har... Harry... Who is.. is it?!" Arianna cried. I held my nose to stop the smell of rotting flesh from entering my nostrils before walking around to get a better veiw of the face. Well whatever was left of the face.
I could just about mke out that it was female. I realised that there was a note attatched to her breasts. I hastily pulled it off and walked over to Arianna who's gaze was still fixed on the dead girl swinging gently. "What... Does it...it s..say" She hicuped.
"This bitch is the reason you two are here, If she had learnt not to be a slut then I wouldn't want to hurt him... I'm sorry" I paused before the apology.
"What does that m...mean?" She asked, calming herself down slightly. "I'm not sure" I lied, I knew perfectly who the girl was and I also knew who was keeping us here.
Arianna's P.O.V
I was a wreck. I couldn't stop crying and I don't even Know why. Ever since I kissed Harry I felt like he was avoiding me, Usually he would comfort me and keep me safe but nothing. He didn't even talk to me. Had I upset him?
Things had just gone back to how they were to start with. Me and Harry hating each other. Except we didn't, we just acted like we did.
I only kissed him so I could make sure my feelings were true. To make sure I did love him.
I do. I do love him. But he can never find out, if he finds out I'm falling in love with him because Josh would find out. Well if we got out of here then he would find out, and I loved Josh to much to hurt him like this.
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I screamed as a rotting corpse fell from the hole in the ceiling. I burried my head in my knees, Not caring about the seering pain running through my thigh. I looked up for a second and saw Harry walking towards me, a note in his hand. " What...does it...it...say?" I asked shakily.
He crouched down beside me and unfolded the creased piece of paper.
"This bitch is the reason you two are here, If she had learnt not to be a slut then I wouldn't want to hurt him... I'm sorry" I was confused.
"What does that m...mean?" I hiccuped.
"I'm not sure" He said slowly.
