Anchored • Harry Hook ✔

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"And because I love you"

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Harry's POV

Darkness.

It's funny how a Lost Boy like me, still wasn't used to the cold, skin-prickling sensation of darkness. How it grasps you with its rugged hand, squeezing the fuck out of you until you can't breathe. Killing you slowly on the inside. But then, every lost kid, no matter how much we tried to change, be something decent enough, always has that degree of maliciousness and evilness inside us. It comes with the whole package. And now I wonder, did the darkness inside me swallow Erina's light?

I remembered before she got to the Isle before I even met her, I was, still am, that sadistic fuck that preys on the innocent. Waiting for his victim in the dark. I hooked my way towards the top, not bothering who I hurt in the process, I was ruthless. But truthfully, I was just that little boy wanting his Father's approval. To finally made him proud. I did everything I could, but it still wasn't enough. It always wasn't enough. So I went to Uma. She was the only one in the Isle who understood me. Who sees the real me. She pulled me out of that stupid excuse of a boat my Father have and made me her second in command. She saved me from a life of misery in exchange for my undying loyalty. And at that moment, I felt powerful. Like I was on top of the world. I ruled the entire Isle, especially when Mal and her gang of dogs left. I have everything. Girls, booze and riches, well as far as the Isle has, but that didn't matter. Everyone is terrified of me and that made me dangerous. And if you know, in the Isle you have to be dangerous, the top dog to survive.

But everything came tumbling down when she came. Hell, I didn't even care that my Father beat the shit out of my sister until I met Erina. Until she made me see that there's more than just power. Than riches. Than stealing from shops. She made me see that I have been blindsided. She makes me feel happy. I was the happiest when she was on the Isle. But then, remembering her face. That fucking face when she cried. I feel dead inside. The worst. Like I'm a monster. Then when she fell into the water, it was like my heart stop beating and I can't breathe. Like someone is suffocating me. 

So maybe that's why I did it. The same haunting scene on the day I saw her fall down on the side of the ship. Large waves crashing, eating her whole body up made me crazier than I already am. The moment I felt the wind blow harder, almost slapping me in the face. I know something isn't right. And when I saw that huge portal opened up behind her, I tried to reach for her. But I was too late. Like I always am. Fuck, I sound like Gil!

But, when I saw her fall down into that dark void for the second time, I felt something inside me snap. That thread that was the only thing holding me sane snapped. I didn't think twice. No, I just had to save her.

And now, my body felt lightweight, falling from heaven knows where. I didn't how long I'd been here. Minutes. Hours. Days. Months. Maybe even a yeah. God, I really hope not. I'm starting to feel that foreboding feeling inside my chest, like something, isn't right. I tried to move my body, fingers, and toes, anything but it was useless. I was stuck like a worm in a hook. I almost gave up when suddenly, the air picked up in motion, brewing angrily and I felt that same spiralling feeling, although much, much worse. A black musky scenery flashed in front of me and I found myself falling from a very hard surface. Hell. That hurts!

A pained groan left my lips while my face scrunched up as I rub the back of my head. I feel something sticky stuck in my hand and when I look at it lots and lots and crimson blood covering the entirety of my palm. Great!