"Don't you get it harry? We can't be together. We aren't meant to be together. That's why every time we felt safe together some stupid burden has gotten in our way. It's a sign, and I've really been through too much. I don't have the strength to be 'the ones that are forever' like you wanted" My throat caught from all the tears forcing themselves out of my eyes. The desperation in Harry's face was too much for me, so as I walked away and he called after me I let the tears free fall because there was no way to stop them.

"Show me. Show me now." "Harry, I, I don't," "Just show me Mae! Show me where you hide them damn things!" I moved back slightly adjusting my distance to him. I looked around the bathroom, searching for it. I hovered my hand to show him where they were. He moved closer to the cupboard, opening the door. "Why would you do that? Why did you cut yourself, Mae?"

"To tell the truth, just talking aloud soothes me. Maybe it's because telling these stories is like reliving those breathtaking moments. Or maybe because it reassures me that I won't ever forget them. To me, making sure these memories stay alive means Harry will, too."

" Babe I love you so much " Harry said planting a kiss on my cheek. " I love you more " I said looking into his emerald green eyes. " Angel, I will never let anything hurt you " Harry said whispering into my ear. Something was hurting me though every weekend I suffer the pain. I couldn't tell Harry though. I felt so trapped, trapped inside my own cage. " Alright " Harry said lifting his head up. He looked so perfect in the moon light. " Yeah " I said trying to forget about what I was just thinking of. Today was Friday night. Tomorrow night I had to suffer the pain again. Harry noticed my bruises but, I just told him I fell down my stairs. I dont want Harry to get involved in this. Im affraid he will get killed and I wouldn't be able to live with myself if that happened.