Throughout the night all I could see were glimpses. I can only remember a few things, like downing a few drinks with Rosa, or trying to find that girl in the white dress who'd suddenly disappeared, and dancing on tables with random people, hearing a small laugh from someone as I did, which was weird. I couldn't even find the person who laughed.

And as I woke up this morning, my head was pounding and I shocked. I was at home, in my bed, in the same clothes from last night, with my alarm unplugged. "What the hell.." I mumbled, scrunched my nose as my voice came out huskier than my usual morning voice.

As I sat up I heard a slammed door from downstairs, and then screaming voices next. Although I couldn't hear much, I managed to get 'What has he done?!' and 'Harry!'. Not wanting to enrage anyone more than they were, I threw my covers off and ran downstairs quickly, stopping at the door to the living room.

I swallowed the lump in my throat at my mother and stepfather both looked at me. "Where were you last night, hun?" My mother asked kindly, trying to hide the panic in her voice as she kept taking glances at my stepfather.

"A..At a.. club.." I answered stiffly, trying to take a step back before anything could happen. Before my stepfather had lost his top, all I heard was a twig break outside, a gust of wind come inside through the window, and my mother sigh, mumbling something like 'She's here' under her breath.

"I thought you were smart enough NOT to go inside that club, Harold Edward Styles!" My stepfather screamed, slamming the back of his hand against my right cheek. Causing me to stumble back and grab my cheek in pain, as the tears swelled up in my eyes.

"Richard, leave him be!" My mother screamed, grabbing his arm and pulling him back. "He's nineteen, he's going to college soon, leave him be!" Before I could even blink my stepfather had slapped my mother causing tears to immediately spill from her eyes.

I stood there, stunned, shaking my head slowly trying to process the scene in which was happening in front of me. As he turned back to me, fury burning in his eyes, the girl in which I'd only seen in a glimpse of earlier jumped in through the window, grabbing him by the throat and tossing him into the wall.

I ran over to my mother, not caring how she'd got here, if she'd followed me or anything, my first instinct was to grab my mother and I did, leading her toward the kitchen. "H..Harry.. I'm.. I'm s..so sorry I..I didn't t..tell you earlier.." She whispered, not meeting my gaze.

Before she could finish whatever she was trying to tell me I heard a loud crash from the sitting room. I spun around, running into there on my heel. The girl had her back to me as she stared at the wall, my stepfather's body pushed up against it as his body shook uncontrollably. "Demon!" He screamed before the girl, in the speed of light, ran up to him and smashed his skull into the wall. Her heavy breaths erratically, as the blood spattered everywhere, including on the beautiful white dress I'd complimented her on in the club.

Slowly she turned to face me, no emotion written on her face, just with bright eyes and a slightly parted mouth. I could see a small indent of two sharper teeth and the memory of pain in my wrist came back from the night before.

I stumbled back, blinking rapidly. Before I turned on my heel and left the room quickly, going toward my mother. She was bent over the counter by the sink, crying softly. Being too stunned from what I'd just seen, I just slumped back in one of the table chairs.

Thank God that girl didn't follow me, I thought, but thought too soon. The girl walked in slowly, her eyes hanging on me for a moment before they fell on Anne. "Harry..." I heard my mother and looked up at her, biting the inside of my cheek, "we need to talk."

My gaze flickered to the girl as she stayed silent, walking in my mothers direction. At first I thought she was going to.. hurt her, but she just turned on the sink and began to wash the blood off herself. "About an arrangement." My gaze flickered back to my mother and I nodded slowly, not really knowing what she meant.