Stockholm Syndrome

Chapter 23

Sarah's P.O.V

~Sunday morning~

I woke up, and Harry was no where to be found. I looked everywhere in the house. I decided to call him.

The phone rings and rings until he finally answers.

"Hello?" Harry says.

"Yeah, uh, where are you?" I ask.

"None of your business." He spats.

Okay..?

"Harry, what's wrong?" I ask.

"Nothing! Just leave me alone!" He snaps.

"I-I-" Harry cuts.

"Goodbye, Sarah." He growls.

What is wrong with him?

Harry's P.O.V

I wasn't in the mood to talk to Sarah or anyone. I just wanted to be alone. I just wanted time for myself...

I was shopping for clothes for myself at the moment. A lady comes up to me, and looks at me funny.

"Can I help you?" I ask.

"You're that guy from tv!" The lady says.

"I'm sorry?" I say, trying to act confused.

"You're that murderer that's on the run!" She points her finger.

"I'm sorry, miss, but I don't know what you're talking about." I continue to look at clothes.

"I'm not crazy. I know who are." She says.

"Shut up or I swear on my life I will snap your neck in half!" I spat.

The woman looks scared which is good. I wanted her to be scared. Before I know it, she's gone.

Sarah's P.O.V

It's been five hours since I've last spoken to Harry. I would call him, but he sounded pretty upset, and I didn't want to bother him.

I knew Harry was bipolar, but I thought he would at least take his pills, and try to control it. But that's it. He can't control it. It just pops up out of no where.

Maybe I should help me. No, not maybe. I need to help him. But what if he gets really mad if I bring it up? Will he hit me? He already beat me up once...

I'm knocked out of my thoughts when I get a call from an unknown number.

"Hello?" I say.

"Sarah, it's me. I need you to bail me out of jail..." Harry.