Harry
I fucking did it again. I scared the fuck out her.
"Please stop." She whimpered, moving away from and more into the door as if it was going to protect her. I looked at her, I saw the tears that were brimming her eyes.
What the hell did you just do? You're such a fucking idiot. The voice in my head scowled.
I took the keys from the ignition and got out of the car slamming the door shut, I opened the house door and ran to the room leaving the door open for Raelynn.
Once I was in the room and shut the door and was pulling at my hair and frustration cursing and started throwing shit around.
I'm so stupid, I can't keep hurting her, this is the first time I put my hands on her and the second time I've scared her. Why can't I just be normal?
"This is your fault!!" I yelled looking at the picture of my dad that had been half burned.
I shouldn't be like this. I shouldn't be like him. I shouldn't like to hurt people. I know I'm not right but I believe I can be fixed. She can fix me I'm sure of it.
I will not be like this forever.
I screamed and cursed and then I collapsed onto the brown leather couch and looked around at the destroyed room.
I sat there thinking of what to do next. I need a drink. I got up grabbing my keys and was out the door.
Moments later, I was sitting at a bar drinking my fifth cup of brandy. And about to have my eighth cup of vodka. I still didn't feel the buzz of the alcohol and I'm sure it doesn't work on me anymore but I was not turning back to drugs so the paps can be on my ass again.
Then she called and I knew I was close to losing it again.
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Pyschopath ||•Harry Styles•||
Random"Death is not scary. Its where you'll be if you ever leave me" He growled in my ear. I whimpered and stared at him in horror. "I- um... OK" I stammered scared of what would happen if I said no or tell him to get away from me. He gave me a hard star...
