Liberosis

Chapter 37

Trigger warning: suicide attempt. Please do not read this chapter if this topic triggers you or makes you uncomfortable.

Songs to listen to while reading:

Sober – Demi Lovato

"Fuck you!" Harry yells, poison laced in his tone and alcohol slurring his words.

"Fuck you too Harry!" I shriek, slamming the front door as hard as I can behind me.

I'm sure you're wondering how we ended up here, let me tell you...

Harry came back from work; he had been out all day doing a job for King. Apparently, King paired Harry up with Zayn to do whatever it was they needed to do. I just know Harry came home with split knuckles and a new black eye. He wouldn't let me near him to help clean his hand. The way he was acting... I don't know. There was something about it that just wasn't right, there was something he wasn't telling me. And then the fighting and yelling started and now here we are...

I start walking down the street, my arms holding my shoulders to try and find warmth since I forgot to grab a coat during my storming out. I feel my back pocket of my jeans, thankful I remembered my phone.

Oh yeah, I have a phone now. Harry gave it to me yesterday, said the only thing I can do with it is call or text any of the guys or girls. It's obviously bugged so I can't do anything that they wouldn't allow me to do. I wonder if they would let me call Caleb, I miss him so much. I downloaded some games on the phone too so I could try and beat Harry's score on Candy Crush but I'm mad at the fucker so I don't want to talk about that right now.

I unlock the screen, going into contacts and pressing the top caller. The ringing sounds three times before they answer. "Alexa! Hi, you okay?"

"Cara..." I breathe out, not being able to say anything else from the tears stuck in my throat.

Why the fuck am I always crying?

I'm always so weak.

"Oh no, what happened? Do you want me to murder someone?" She asks, sounding comforting with her tone but her words make me want to laugh.

"No..." I laugh lightly, sniffing quietly. "Harry and I just had a big fight, he was drunk, told each other to fuck off and now I'm walking down the street by myself. I don't know what to do Car." I speak lowly, my voice cracking slightly.

"Oh baby girl... I'm sorry. You need to go back to the house though, I don't care how mad you are at Harry. It's not safe walking around at night by yourself, you don't want another gang member finding you. If you want, you can come here for the night?" Cara suggests.

I stop in my tracks, turning around and heading back in the direction of Harry's house. "Thank you but it's okay. You're right. I'll go back and see how Harry is first. If not, I'll call you."

"Good plan. I'll stay on the phone with you until you are home and safe." Cara states, making my heart squeeze from how much I adore this woman. "He told you what he found out today, right?"

Confused with what she is talking about I reply with a short no. "King found out and told Harry that his mom committed suicide. He never really talks about her but I know he wasn't close with her. Niall said he was acting strange at work, maybe that's it?" I need to get back to Harry. I start jogging towards Harry's house, arriving a few minutes later. I say a quick goodbye to Cara as I unlock the front door with the code, putting the phone down and sliding it into my back pocket.

I need to be there for him.

I open the front door and walk into the house, hearing silence. I see that the door is open for the patio, putting together that Harry must be outside. I cautiously trudge through the door, stepping outside. A cold breeze trickling through my hair and running down my bare arms.