Loneliness H.S

Chapter Five

Honestly, I miss living in the town already, because of one simple thing. The little forest. I miss just sitting on that bench with no one to interrupt me. It gave me time to draw, and I loved it. Just sitting there drawing the trees, and think about how I hoped my future would turn out. not knowing, even though I'm closer to finding it out, it scares me. What if I don't like how it turns out, and now I can't go back.

I have tried drawing people before, but it doesn't turn out so great. When I tried to draw some of the people in the village I just did it because I wanted to try it out, but they don't have anything special to them. Nothing that makes me actually want to draw them. It was just practice. Nothing about them intrigued me enough to actually want the drawing to turn out great. I feel like someday someone is going to come along, and without even looking at them I could draw them so accurate that it looks like a picture, because I know every single one of their features by heart.

I just can't seem to understand why people were so afraid of Harry in the first place. He seems like a genuine guy, nevertheless, there's something in the back of my head telling me that he is far from it. There is a reason he got kicked out, but the reason I have been told just doesn't make sense, but there still is a reason. I don't know if it's better or worse than the one I've been told. If his own parents kicked him out it had to be bad, right? I don't know why, but I want to figure him out so bad. I want to why he holds everything inside, making it his eyes job to reveal the things he holds captive. The things that are desperate to come out in the light, and show everyone who he really is. To expose him of the bad, or good person he truly is. It has to be a reason people are afraid of him, and I'm afraid that if I ask that I will get to witness there reason first hand.

Now thinking about it, why am I still here? I didn't leave the town to stay in this house with a stranger. I left to be free, to witness the world, and finally be something, so why am I still here?

I push myself up from the couch and run up to my room. Once I'm inside I find my back and put everything I unpacked back inside. Guilt for just leaving started to build up in my body as I threw my clothes in the bag. This has nothing to do with him, this is all about me. I want to do this for me, and it was kind of him to let me stay for the night, but now it's time to leave. I feel bad that I leave while he's gone, but I don't know when he'll be back. For all I know he might not come back until tomorrow, or maybe a week, and I just can't take that chance.

I throw the bag over my shoulder, walk downstairs and head for the door. I pushed the door open, and when the nature before me was revealed I stopped. The forest was, without a doubt beautiful, and I was right, the trees are greener here. I don't know why, but for some reason, everything seems brighter here. Maybe it's because it's not trapped inside a shield. Out here they are free, just like I'm going to be.

I shook my head, and started making my way towards what I assumed was the way out, which is the opposite direction from where I came yesterday. However, before I could get very far a voice stopped me. "Where are you going?" I turn my head in the direction of the voice to see Harry standing there with a curious and somewhat amused look.

Maybe I get to say goodbye after all. "I was thinking of getting out of here, you know. It was really nice of you to let me stay here, and I appreciate it, but I need to get going" I said giving him a smile, and a quick wave.

"You don't know do you?" His voice stopped me once again, and as I turn back around and a look of shock is glued to his face.

"Know what?" His words start to bring out the curiosity in me.

"There is no way out of here" His words bring my body to freeze in shock, and my face to hold the same as his previous one. The thought of not being able to get out of here swirls around in my head, and his sentence is on an endless repeat.

"What? What do you mean?" My voice is desperate, hoping, no begging for him to crack a smile and tell me he is joking. If there is no way out of here, I am once again stuck. The thought of finally being free seems further away than ever, leaving me just as strapped as I was in the village.

"I can show you in the morning if you'd like, but I'm not feeling up for another walk today"

"Fine," I said as a sigh escaped my lips. "Is it okay that I stay here? I can build my own house since I'm apparently going to be stuck here, but even if I started now I don't think it would be done tonight"

"No, it's fine, really. Take as much time as you need, but stay away from my room" By the way his voice turned darker by the mention of his room, I know he is serious.

I just gave him a nod in return, so he knows that I understand. "Just come on," He said while waving his hand in the direction of the house.

I made my way up to where he is standing in the doorway waiting for me. As I walk past him he places his hand on the lower part of my back, carefully guiding me inside. Suddenly a strange sensation could be felt in my body as the skin on his hand touched my lower back. It was a tingling sensation, almost like electricity. "You okay?" He asked looking at me slightly concerned.

I turn to the side, meeting his eyes "Did you feel that?" I ask him, making sure it wasn't just something I imagined.

He shook his head and gave me a small smile "No"

"Why are you smiling?"

"No reason" I just shrugged it of and followed him inside.

When we were inside the door he started walking towards the living room, but then out of nowhere, he stopped, causing me to bump into him. "You can't just stop walking when someone is behind you," I said rubbing my nose that ached from the impact.

He turns his head a little to the side so he can look at me. "Maybe you shouldn't walk so close to me then" He smirked, but I just rolled my eyes. "I want to show you something," He said taking my hand and started dragging me to the hall by the stairs.

He led me up to the door leading into the training room. "Harry, I have already seen your little gym," I said confused as to why he wanted to show it to me again.

"No not that," He said pushing the door open. "Come here" He started leading me further into the room until we were all the way in the back. I looked at the wall and noticed that there was a new door I haven't seen before.

He placed his hand on the door handle, and slowly pushed the door open. The sight before me makes a huge smile form on my lips, as I take in the beautiful sight before me. The room isn't too big, but big enough. The floor is white and black porcelain, and the walls are white with silk curtains hanging from most part of the wall on both the left and right side. At the end of the room is four windows lined up beside each other, giving a perfect view outside. From that ceiling hangs three beautiful chandeliers. It is a ballroom, a ballroom taken straight out of every young girls' dream of once becoming a princess.

Harry closed the door and moved to stand in front of me. Whiteout realizing it I had been walking into the room as I took in the beautiful sight of the ballroom. He reached out his right hand and bowed down "Dance with me" It wasn't a question, so I gave no answer. I just placed my hand carefully on his, with a smile still on my face.

He led me to the middle of the dance floor and turned around to face me with our hands still connected. He lifts my hands up around his neck and places his on my hips. Not to high up, but not to low either. Dancing used to be a very popular thing in his century, that is something that has lost its touch in ours.

"But there is one problem." I pointed out.

"And what is that?"

"Well, we don't have any music. We can't dance without music." I explained. A small smile fell on his lips as he shakes his head.

"We don't need music to dance, Mina."

"Yes, we do. We need a melody to move to." I said as I refused to move whiteout music filling my ears as I do so.

"Fine," He said, and seconds later the room was filled with the sweet sound of a humming melody. The melody is unfamiliar to me, but to him, it seemed like he had made it himself. His humming continued as he started to sway back and forth to the melody he is making.

"I'm like a crow on a wire

You're the shining distraction that makes me fly

I'm like a boat on the water

You're the raise on the waves that calm my mind

Oh every time

But I know in my heart you're not a constant star"

His voice was stunning and calm. The words left his mouth with such softness, I have never heard anything more soothing for my ears. It's a voice I could listen to on repeat and never get tired of it, never wanting it to stop.

I leaned my head to rest on his chest. I closed my eyes, and listen to the sound of his voice and heart mixing together in perfect harmony.

"And yeah I've let you use me from the day that we first met

But I'm not done yet

Falling for you

Fool's gold

And I knew that you'd turn it on for everyone you met

But I don't regret falling for you

Fool's gold

I'm the first to admit that I'm reckless

I get lost in your beauty and I can't see two feet in front of me

And I know in my heart, you're just a moving part"

I can't relate to the words much, but I know they mean much to him, I can feel in the way he sings, and in the way, I hear his heart in every sentence.

"And yeah I've let you use me from the day that we first met

But I'm not done yet

Falling for you

Fool's gold

And I knew that you'd turn it on for everyone you met

But I don't regret falling for you

Fool's gold

Yeah I know your love's not real

That's not the way it feels

That's not the way you feel

And yeah I've let you use me from the day that we first met

But I'm not done yet

Falling for you

Fool's gold"

His words softened as the last few sentences were sung. He stopped singing but kept on humming the melody as we moved swiftly around the room. His head is now resting on mine as we both relax into each others touch.

Knowing he is in a good mood, I decided to take this as an opportunity to ask him a question. "Harry?" I could feel his head leave mine, and I lifted mine from his chest too so I can look him in the eyes. When my eyes found him, they were already glued to my necklace, as he stopped humming and asked "What?"

"Why did your parents throw you out? What did you do?" My words were rushed, I'm not even sure if he could understand what I said, but by his reaction, I think he did. He looked taken back, surprised. He takes a big step away from me, letting me go as he does so. His hands brushing against my hips as he removes them, leaving the spot cold.

The smile that once was on his face is now far gone and replaced with a stone-cold expression "I killed half the town, Mina, you know that" His eyes don't meet mine as he speaks, making me even more sure that it is, in fact, a lie.

"No, that's not why. Why don't you just tell me?" I sounded desperate after an answer, and answer that is not mine to hear. I have no right to know this, but I still can't help but want to know.

"Why should I? I don't know you, and you have no right to know. So give me one decent reason as to why I should tell you" He steps closer to me with each sentence, intimidating me. Never has he looked at me like this, but he's right. He doesn't know me, and I don't know him, I see that now.

Trying to come up with a decent reason I look around the room in hope to see something that helps me, but I don't. Then it hits me "I have a right to know because it's your fault that I'm stuck here. If it wasn't for you then I would be out in the world, I would be able to live like a normal person. My parents wouldn't be ashamed of me, because I defended you, so yeah I have a right to know what was so important for you to make all this happen!"

He glared at me, and if looks could kill then I would be long gone. I could see his fists tightening as anger builds up inside him. "I didn't ask you to defend me, did I? I'm not going to tell you because frankly, I don't care if you think you deserve to know or not. You should just be happy you're still alive." I didn't say anything, not knowing what to say. He moves his face closer to mine, so close I can feel his breath on my lips. "You should be glad I haven't drained you for every last bit of blood in your body. Maybe I should do it now, just rip your throat open and finally get rid of you."

Tears started to form in my eyes as the words left his mouth. Each word felt like a hit to my heart, and I don't know why. I want to hurt him, make him feel like I do now. Give him a hit to his heart, if he has one. My thoughts went back to the dream I had, the one with his parents. I know what to say to hurt him, and I know I will regret it immediately, but my anger takes over my better judgment as the words fall off my tongue before I can even react "Do it. Show me that you are no less of a monster then you used to be. Prove to me that you still are nothing more than a monster" I knew using his parents' words against him would hit a nerve, but the regret I feel now is not worth it.

He stumbled back in shock as his brain processed my words. His eyes are wide and glossy. They are filled with disbelief and mine was just the same. I quickly take my hand in front of my mouth, not believing what I just said. "I'm sor-" I tried to apologize, but his words cut me off.

"Out," He said calmly, almost in a whisper, however his voice was still stern making sure I know he is serious.

"I'm sorry. I really didn't mea-" I tried again. I tried to take back the words, and just go back to when we were dancing and it was quiet.

"Out now!" He screamed this time. His finger is pointing to the glass door leading out, his whole body slightly shook as his screams fill the room. I turned around and started running, not knowing what might happen if I stay. I pushed the glass door open and run. As I come to the trees I stop for a second and look back. Still, in the middle of the room, he is down at his knees. Hands pulling at his hair like it would pull my words out of his head. I turned back and started to run to the only place I could feel safe.

-

Why did I say that to him? I just wanted to get even, but I shouldn't. I shouldn't try to get even, especially not by hurting him. I wanted to go to a place I feel safe, but I can't because a shield is keeping me from it. So the closest I can come to my safe place is to look at it. To look at the bench placed neatly on the grass, with no one to sit on it.

As I focused on the bench a small light caught my attention. It was on the other side, moving closer and closer to me. The one light quickly turned into six more. I crawl closer to the shield, hiding behind a bush that is pushed up against it, giving me the perfect view of what is happening whiteout, anyone, seeing me.

Seven people came into view as they came closer. The one leading them all stopped right beside me just inside of the border, carefully not to cross. Two of them went to the right, holding up the light so it would be possible to see, and two more went to the left doing the same thing. The remaining two are holding a girl. They are holding one arm each, while she is hanging exhausted in their grip. She looked like she could pass out any second, and can barely lift her head. She looked around my age, eighteen, and has blond hair that reaches to just above her shoulders. It was a mixture of wavy and straight, either that or she just haven't brushed it in a while.

The man on her left takes a handful of her hair and yanks her head up so she is looking at the man beside me. He seems like the one with most power out of them since he is placed in front of them all, looking superior. He is holding an open bible in his hands and is dressed as a priest. I lean a little closer to get a better look at her face. I am only a few meters away from them, so it doesn't take much to get a better look. Her eyes are green, but when the light flickers over them they turn a weak blue.

I recognize the four guys that are standing on the sides. To the left is the mayor and the sheriff, and to the right is two of the doctors that work with my mom. The two guys that are holding the girl have I never seen before. However, the person that stands out to me is the boy hiding in the background. No one seems to notice his presence except me. He too looks around the same age as me. His has messy brown hair, even though it seems like everything is supposed to be swept to one side. His eyes are clear blue, they are so bright you can see them all the way over to where I'm standing. He is hiding behind a bush just like me. It isn't hard to see that he is nervous, but of what I don't know. Nervous about losing her maybe, getting caught, or that something might happen? I don't know.

The priest beside me suddenly spoke up "I banish you from the town of Ashbourne for eternity. You are to never return to this place. You have to take the punishment for your sins!"

The two men holding the girl lifts her up, and carry her closer to me, but they stop right in front of the shield. Whispers could be heard from the girl "No" she said over and over again as if it would actually make them stop what they are doing. She had no energy left to even let out a scream as the started swinging here back and forth. They are going to throw her over. I look back over at the boy for a second. He is just standing there staring at her in panic. Then they throw her over.

The guys quickly disappeared, leaving the poor girl alone. When they were completely gone I stand up to check on her. She is sitting there staring at her hands. I can't see her face clearly as she has it facing the ground. She is mumbling something, but I can't hear what. she is rocking herself back and forth looking like a mental person, maybe it calms her down.

I walk up behind her and debate on whether or not I should make any physical contact with her. Maybe it will calm her? I place my hand carefully on her shoulder trying not to frighten her, and as soon as I do her head snaps up in my direction to see who touched her. She shakes her head frantically and backs away from me looking terrified.

"It's okay. I'm not going to hurt you" I said in hope of calming her down. She meets my eyes for the first time, and when she does I quickly understand that it's not me she's afraid of.

"I'm not afraid of you hurting me" She explained. Her voices crack halfway through sounding like she hasn't had a drink for days. "I'm afraid of me hurting you" Thirst was clear in her voice, and her eyes were different than before. The green and blue in the almost lighted up, and the veins under her eyes bulged out from under the skin. Never have I seen a human do that before.

"Wh-" I didn't get to finish the sentence before she jumps up from the ground. She grips my hair and yanks my head to the side. I try pushing her off, but before I can do anything she sinks her teeth into my neck. I scream at the top of my lung, but I can feel the energy quickly being drained from my body. I can feel the darkness taking over me, but before I black out I hear someone scream "No!" I try to respond but I'm too weak at this point. Suddenly her weight is pushed off me, and I can feel her teeth being pulled out of my neck. I hiss in pain as fresh air touches the open wound, and then everything turns black.