Run & Hide ☠ Sequel

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  It was probably my words that day when he came back without Scarlett, which triggered the hallucinations and voices and messed with his head more than it was meant to. I never wanted him to actually believe them; I never thought he would take them that seriously. I thought that he was in the right mindset to understand that it wasn't his fault and that I was just being an angry prick. But instead, my words manipulated him into thinking that everything was indeed his fault.

  I sighed for the hundredth time, this time in slight relief as the bleeding had stopped. I trudged to the bathroom, turning the faucet to allow the water flow onto the bloodstained cloth. The water turned pink as I mindlessly cleaned the cloth, flashes of the events that happened earlier still appearing in my head. Deciding to take a shower, I stripped myself down and entered the shower box.

  As the almost scalding hot water streamed down my body, I ran my fingers through my short blonde hair, reminiscing back to the last conversation I had with Scarlett. It was about Harry himself. I couldn't help but question her on the guy because it had been ages since Scarlett had been with someone since that prick Zayn.

   "But are you sure you love him?" I asked her one last time, grinning cheekily when she rolled her eyes and punched my shoulder.

   "Shut up Spencer. I'm sure," she shook her head with laughter, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear as she stared into the distance.

  We were sitting on top of a grassy hill near the Woodlawn Cemetery. I had gone with Scarlett to visit her dad's grave two nights before the big mission where The Organization were gonna attack Black Arrow's temporary base. It was around midnight by the time we decided to walk up to the grassy hill and sit on the top, gazing at the stars, which was sprinkled over the ebony sky.

   "But I heard he treated you like shit at the start, and you let him!" I retaliated with a frown, even though I knew the reason why she let him."Why?"

   "I know," she sighed. "I can't really give excuses but I was weak-minded at the time. Dad had died, and I was just in this harsh new environment where it took time to adjust to," she told me quietly, tugging at a few blades of grass while she reminisced back to those days she was a newbie.

   "Makes sense," I commented.

   "With Harry," she continued quietly. "He was a pain in the ass majority of the time. But Spencer, whenever I had my nightmares, or whenever I just cried he always turned into this completely new person. He'd be sweet and caring at night, and then the next morning he'd be all rude and harsh. It was confusing as fuck!" she exclaimed, gazing at me with wide eyes.

   "But how on earth did you have the patience to tolerate that? Like Jesus, it must've taken you a while to wait until he just changed himself," I spoke, leaning back on the palms of my hands as I stared at her.

   "Honestly, I don't even know. I just had hope, even though it was diminished half of the time. It was still there. I just really believed he could change, and he did," she said with a soft smile playing on her lips.

  I simply nodded in response, knowing that this was exactly what Scarlett tried to do with Zayn years ago. Yet her efforts always seemed to go to waste when he'd randomly find himself in bed with another woman, while I would be holding Scarlett in my arms while she bawled her eyes out at the news. The first time Zayn cheated on her, I went ballistic. Nobody was allowed to mess with my bestfriend like that. I was ready to break that pretty little face of his, but Scarlett wouldn't allow me. She was just so determined to change him, she put up with him for about five years until she learnt that you couldn't always change someone no matter how hard you try, unless that person wanted to change themselves. In this case, it looked like Harry too wanted to change himself, but I think that was just for Scarlett rather than himself.