*flashback*
I have been jogging for about 30 minutes and i'm exhausted, I've never taken this route before. The sunrise has just started to come up, oranges and reds painted across the clouds, the early morning mist is just beginning to clear. As i slow down to a walking pace, I hear many sirens coming from behind me. I turn to see about 20 highway patrol, ambulances, and fire trucks all rushing to the block up ahead. I couldn't help but to grow curious , so I picked up the pace to a little faster than a jog. The sirens stopped at a little gray house on Chasper Lane. As I stood watching the paramedics rush out a body. My heart sank to my stomach at the sight of the second body. It was a teenage girl covered in scratches bruises, with dried up blood all over her body, her hair was dreaded and knotted up. It looked like she hasn't taken a shower, eaten or brushed her hair in months. I watch them put her almost lifeless body into the back of the ambulance and sped away. I watch the ambulance until it was out of sight, until i couldn't hear the sirens anymore. I tried to shake the image of the girl out of my head, but the images kept coming back... and im left with so many questions swarming in my head.
Harry's pov
I woke up the sound my loud annoying alarm clock going off, I feel like throwing it against the fucking wall. As soon as I muster up enough energy to get my lazy arse out of bed, I shiftlessly carry myself to the bathroom. I decided on taking a shower first.
I run the water until its at the perfect temperature. I strip out of my clothes and get in. The warm water makes my tense muscles relax, until ... i see her again. The image of her almost lifeless body as the paramedics put her in the back of the ambulance replays through my mind over, and over.
It's so infuriating I literally can't get that image out of my head no matter what i do, it always finds a way to creep back into my mind, I don't know why its affecting me the way it has been. I hate it.
After I was done showering I head back to my room to get dressed. I pick up whatever I find first not bothering to check if it's clean or not. After I put on a white Rolling Stones tee, my black jeans, and my black converse.
I grab my keys and phone and head downstairs. Once I enter the kitchen I realize I'm not hungry so I just decide to skip breakfast.
I check my phone and the time reads 6:45. School starts in 15 minutes and it takes about 10 to get there.
I grab my keys and phone once again and head out the door, locking it behind me.
****
I park in my normal parking spot. As I get out my car I notice her.. The girl that's been haunting my mind since that day i saw getting brought out on the stretcher.
The cuts and bruises that were on her face have already almost completely faded away, but the were still noticeable.
I can't tell about the other bruises and scratches on the rest off her body because of her long sleeves and pants.
I rush inside behind her
I finally find her by her locker. When I start walking toward her, she looks up in my direction as soon as our eyes meet she looks away immediately. She looks back up to her locker putting her books away. She looks over her shoulder once again in my direction
As soon as she realizes I was walking to her. She hurriedly slammed her locker and walked away. What the hell?
*****
As i enter my English class, my teacher Mrs McElroy greeted me right away "Good morning Mr styles" she says with a small smile. I dismiss her gretting and she sighs. she should be use to my attitude already.
I take a seat in the far left corner next to the window and an empty seat to my right i sat down just as the bell rings signaling class has started.
"Good morning class" she says in her high pitched voice with the biggest smile on her face. She's always smiling, it's so annoying, she's so annoying.
"Alright class we're going to pick up back where we left off in lo-" She's cut off mid sentence do to the door opening. Everyone's attention is darted to the door.. A girl in a black hoodie covering most of her face so I couldn't see who it was.
"Hello melody, You're new here right?'" Mrs. Mcelroy asks. The girl nods. "Okay, well i'm your English teacher Mrs McElroy. I'm going to have you seat next to Harry. Harry please raise your hand"
I raised my hand slightly annoyed because there was another empty seat on the other side of the room that she could of sat at, but she had to have her sit right next to me. I'm sure she did it on purpose because of my bad attitude this morning.
As soon as I raised My hand the girl started making her way over to me with her head down so i still couldn't make out her face.
As soon as she sits down, I turn to face her. My eyes land right on hers. My stomach turns as i se her. It's her.. .. Melody I repeat over and over again in my head.
Her hair was a rich shade of mahogany, it flowed in natural ways down her mid-back. Her eyes ere were a piercing blue, framed by long eyelashes. Her eyes color was so bright, yet they were so dull, cold, and they almost looked spiritless.
We stared right into each other eyes for a couple of second until Mrs. McElory started talking breaking us out of our trans.
Throughout the whole hour period i kept sneaking little glimpses of her. And out of the corner of my eye I seen her glancing at me too.
The bell finally rings, meaning class is over. Melody gets out of her seat and starts walking toward the door but i grab her wrist attempting to stop her so I can talk to her but she shrieks out in pain when i do so. I didn't even grab her that hard?
"Sorry I didn't mean to" I say meaning it. She doesn't even turn to face me she just mutters "It's okay" Barely above a whisper and speeds walks out of the class.
Melody's pov
The bell rings signaling that 1st period is over, finally. As soon as i begin to walk toward the door someone grabs my wrist causing me to shriek in pain.
"Sorry I didn't mean to" Says Harry, i think that was his name
I mutter a "It's okay" not bothering to tun around to meet his emerald green eyes again.
I yank my wrist out of his hold and quickly walk to out of the classroom.
*********
The last bell of the day rang, meaning school was finally out.
I met a couple of people today: Alexis, Jocelyne, Kaylin and Mary Kate, they all seem really nice. I have to admit it feels good to have friends again.
I skipped lunch and just hung out in the library. I knew if i were to sit with my friends they would start asking questions like What school did you come from? why'd you transfer in the middle of the year ? I don't think I'm ready to answer those questions. I know I can't tell them the truth, and I would like to keep my past in the past.
I've lived in a nightmare for my whole life. And the first time in my 17 years of life I feel like I can finally breathe again and not being suffocated by my guilt and horrid past.
I can finally learn how to be happy again.
***
I walked to my locker after 8th period as soon as i opened my locker a note fell out.
I picked the note up off the floor, I gasped, the lump in the back of my throat grew. I could feel tears weld up up in my eyes.
The note read "I know that you did, and you will pay for it."
I quickly slammed my locker ripped the note into a million pieces and threw it in the nearest trash
As soon as my life takes a good turn. As soon as I think the nightmare I have been living in for the past 9 years is finally over but my dark haunting past makes it's way back to bite me in the ass.