HARRY'S P.O.V.
I felt my feet walking but, I wasn't controlling them. I couldn't see but, I could hear. This usually meant he had control. I once found out my eyes go black when he controls when someone screamed,"HIS EYES!" but, what are you going to do. I always tried to fight with him but I just couldn't. He'd win, I'd lose. I felt him walk in circles. But I couldn't quite tell where i was, I assumed I was in the cell still since they locked me in here.
"He's scaring me." I felt a child voice say.
"Well you shouldn't be here then bitch!" He screamed. I wanted to tell the child it's fucking scarier being in this body but I couldn't.
Hours later of shattering objects breaking I heard a growl and I could feel my eyes peering open. Finally I could see and control. I saw Syndey staring at me smiling. I guess you could say we're friends.
"Black or green sweetie?"
"Green preferably." I chuckled
"You have pretty eyes. I like when their green too." She laughed.
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I twisted and turned trying to be comfortable. Quiet! He snapped.
It really sucks that most of the time I can hear him in my head unless he's taking control. Living in this body with him is pure hell and I can't even remember how it happened.
MAY'S P.O.V.
Collage classes were starting soon and things were going better than planned. My therapy classes were going good, (I had starting taking them after me and Harry broke up) Sam and me were both single, Natalie was in good hands, and we were all okay. The only thing is I keep seeing shadows of Harry's face. In the mirror, on the side walk, everywhere! Although I will NOT tell anyone. They might send me to an insane asylum too. I played on my phone and laughed at stupid tweets and gifs.
Hours later me and Sam watched movies and finally went to sleep, but of course. That damn shadow I kept seeing! I crept up from my bed and poked the wall where the shadow casted. Only for it to grab me and pull me in.
