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Demented ➳ h.s [Editing Starting Soon]

It's All Over

CHARLOTTE’S POV
SUNDAY NIGHT

Celia continued to blow her nose while I stayed cooped up in my room. Hours and hours passed while I listened to Louis’ mom’s voice along with Anne’s. It was hard to decipher what was and wasn’t important. I knew that Johanna hated Harry with a dying passion which seemed quite impossible. Yet, I read over the notes from others Jack and I interviewed, Harry seemed well liked. Other than in Johanna’s point of view, of course. “Hey.” Celia walked in, her voice tiny and weak.

“Hey,” my greeting wasn’t at all happy nor was it sad. It was more melancholy yet still undecided. Maybe sour would be a better adjective.

“How’s it going?” Her faint British accent rang softly; she was so sick. I felt bad.

“It’s… going. Nothing really, Louis’ mom hates Harry while everyone else says he was nice. Just went a bit crazy, I’m just conflicted, tired.”

She sighed, “I’m ready to sleep for the rest of my life, man.” She slumped to the floor and sniffed deeply, “Did you just vacuum?” I nodded, “Smells good. Alright, I’m going back to my room to refrain from infecting anyone else. Love you,” she walked out.

“Love you too!” I shouted while she walked away, “Love you too,” I repeated, quieter and more sad. My attention verted back to my laptop where I downloaded the recordings to, making sure to hide the actual recordings in a safe place. My fingers dragged themselves through my tangled jungle of hair and ended up resting on my thigh.

Listening to recordings became tiring and I became family deprived. Although Nonna might still be in the tender place in life, I called. The phone clicked as if she’d answered but went dead as soon as it happened. It was like she’s answered and hung up on purpose. I then called Frankie, he answered on the first ring. He sounded scratchy, sketchy, and out of breath, “Hello?”

“Hey, you busy?”

“Yes, actually I,” —short breath— “am. I’m very busy at the moment,” he was trying not to pant in my ear.

“Well, check up on Nonna, she wouldn’t answer the phone.”

“Will do. Listen, I have to go, Char. I love you, might call tomorrow.” He hasn’t called me “Char” in years. He hung up first; not like I had a choice. The night went on with my continued suspicion and Frankie’s rushed tone. He sounded busy, maybe even exercising. Which seemed weird since it would be nearly one in the morning at the time.

I dozed off into a sleep I’d never had before. It was a lucid dream I wish I didn’t have. I remember Harry and Frankie and the lost Raven being in it, Liz was there along with Celia. They were all there. Raven, Liz, and Celia died. I died. The only people left were Harry and Frankie. Neither of them had readable expressions, but I remember one of them having a sadistic smile towards the end. The scary thing was, I couldn’t remember who.

****

Instead of waking to my alarm clock like I did every morning, I was awaken by Celia who was sniffing heavily. “Charlotte, you need to wake up now!” When I finally cracked my eyes, Celia was standing there, crying.

“Celia,” I called, even though she was in front of me. “Celia? What’s wrong?”

“Get rid of the evidence. All of it. H-He did it.”

“Wha-” She ran out of the room and returned with my cell phone. Her hair wasn’t the normal messy that made it look mainly sexual, it was plain messy and I don’t think it was because she was sick.

She pressed a button to play the voicemail, “Hello, Ms. Huntington,” Ms. Hannigan’s recorded voice recited. “We are putting the facility under lockdown until further notice. Last night, there was a body found in the cell of one of our patients. One of your patients, Harry Styles,” I zoned out for the rest of the voicemail. All I could hear was Harry’s name.

“I’m gonna be sick,” I exclaimed. I never did, but I felt it.

“You need to destroy all of it. It’s over, Char. It’s all over,” Celia laid the phone down, “I’m so sorry.”

Maybe this is what dying feels like. Like everything you thought you knew, everything you thought you had was gone. All gone. Tears were on the bridge of my eyes and I blinked, allowing them to fall. I don’t think I love—loved Harry. I don’t think so. I just know that I cared too deeply for my own good. It was sickening that I believed the words of a murderer knowing right from the beginning that he was a hell of a liar.

It was over. But I didn’t exactly believe it. I didn’t want to tell Jack that it was over, I didn’t want to tell Cheshire that Harry was a killer, and I didn’t want to believe that Louis may have been right. I was in serious denial and it was quickly eating at my stomach. And my heart. I wouldn’t allow the fact Harry being a murderer and rapist register in my mind. I just couldn’t.

HARRY’S POV

I saw it; I saw her. She was beaten and her clothes were ripped. Her makeup was smeared and her name was burned in the back of my head. Ms. Hannigan was staring at me, still confused by what I’d previously told her. “Sometimes I blackout. It’s not bad but maybe in about a half hour to an hour period. It’s nothing serious. All I know is that I wouldn’t—I couldn’t kill someone. Ever.”

“Well, Mr. Styles. The body was found in your room, that’s enough evidence we need.” A paramedic walked in along with a detective and maybe a doctor.

The doctor spoke first, “She seems to have been dead for a few hours. Probably overnight.”

Then came the detective, “Mr. Styles. Although this may seem a bit weird to do and probably illegal, we’re taking you out of this place and down to the police station. We have private questions we need to ask you and you’re probably going to court anyway. We better get going,” he pulled handcuffs from his belt and instructed me to be cooperative.

“Has every employee been notified about this?” I asked Ms. Hannigan.

“Of course, the facility is closed, no one is allowed in or out other than the police.” Charlotte. Fucking great, the only one I had left now believes I have the ability to kill someone. Life sucks, in all honestly. And I know I was thinking about the whole life story thing but right now, things aren’t good.

The only person left to believe me and try to get me out now thinks I’ve murdered someone. It’s all over. Everything, it’s over. Now I’ll probably be put to death by electrocution or something and there’s nothing I can do. I’m all alone. Hopefully there is something in the afterlife because if there isn’t, I’m definitely fucked.

Notes

Sorry it's so short but I have a Spanish test Monday, as I said before and I need to study but I really wanted to update for you guys <3

Sooooooooooo tell me what you think about the chapter. I feel like if I ask what you think in my own words, I'll tell you everything. So, just go ahead and leave it in the comments. Love your cute faces <3

p.s. go check out the prologue for Paper Stars, I think you'll like it x

Comments

@Hopeless Directioner
Actually, the whole summary is different. I made up a quote that may or may not go into the story and just the basic summary isn't even a summary, it's suspenseful. Again, I hope you like the new version as much as you liked the old.

svmmertime svmmertime
5/18/14

@Hopeless Directioner
Some will be minute but most will be obvious. Some conversations are edited so that Harry is more closed up. All in all, the story will be longer. There is a new introduction and just a bunch of things I wasn't comfortable with. A lot of editing was needed and the cover was terrible. And so, the edited first chapter is up along with a new introduction. I really hope you like it, darling x

svmmertime svmmertime
5/18/14

@wonderful .
I'm excited to see how it'll be revised! Will the changes be minute or obvious?

@Hopeless Directioner

I will be editing and taking out and adding in parts. Honestly, Demented went waaay too fast in my opinion, and with the plagiarism and all, I found that I really want to rewrite it anyway. I will obviously be keeping this version up but I have already started the new version and the whole first chapter is different. I just think the story could have stretched at least to 35 chapters or more. Again, this WILL stay up, but the new version will be posted separately. Mind you, it will take at least a few months for me to do it since I have other stories, but I'm sick from school today so I'm going to continue. I was hoping everyone would like that it's being revised and bettered a bit, do you?

svmmertime svmmertime
5/16/14