Through The Dark

Harry's hand lightly grabbed my wrist as he slowly began to pull it towards his mouth, and his eyes never broke contact with mine.

What? Why was I letting him do this? As hard as I tried, I couldn't control myself. I couldn't pull my arm away, I couldn't slap him across the face, I couldn't do....anything.

Maybe he was right, maybe this was true, maybe he could control me.

"O-okay," I stuttered," Okay, I believe you, j-just please don't..." I said in almost a whisper as I pierced my eyes shut.

I felt my wrist be a released and then a pair of strong arms pulled me into his chest. Harry was hugging me. He was actually hugging me, I was not expecting that at all.

I guess it must have been because I was scared. I didn't even realize that I was basically crying now. I don't think it was because of how scared I was, but more so the fact that I knew I wasn't always going to be able to control myself around Harry anymore...my body would let him do anything he wanted too.

I was afraid of myself.

"Shh baby, everything's all right, I won't hurt you," Harry said as he held me close and ran his fingers through my hair.

He then brought me over to my bed and sat me on the edge with him. He wasn't holding me close anymore, he just sat next to me and stared as if he were observing me.

I sniffed my nose a bit and wiped my tears away, looking embarrassed for crying.

I hated when people saw me at my most vulnerable. I hated crying. I hated being sad or upset or anything, I hated it all.

I looked over and made eye contact with Harry. His eyes looked watery as well and he looked upset with himself. I was about to say something, something to comfort Harry, but then I remembered how much pain he's put me through tonight. Maybe I shouldn't forgive him this easily.

Just then, Niall cleared his throat. I had almost forgot he was even in the room. He just saw everything that had happened, I wonder how he felt.

"I think it's time that you leave for the night, Harry," Niall said sympathetically in his rich Irish accent. I looked over towards Harry as he stood up and seemed to collect himself.

He didn't even look back down at me as he began to walk to the door. He brushed past Niall and reached for the door handle, but then abruptly stopped himself.

"Niall," he started to say but still wasn't turned around to face either of us," Keep her away from me for a few days, it's better for the both of us if we just..." Harry started to say but didn't finish.

I breathed in sharply. He wanted to stay away from me? I thought he had feelings for me, I thought he cared about me, yet he was just going to leave me for a few days? What the hell?

"But Harry," Niall chimed in quickly," she's your reaping mate, what are you going to do about..you know, feeding? Two days is too long to go without..." Niall continued to say before Harry interrupted him.

"I know," Harry snapped," but we're not changing city's for a couple more days and...I've got Kendall to keep me company," Harry spoke softly but I could sense a small smirk being formed on his lips.

I quickly arose from the bed. He's got Kendall to 'keep him company'? What the hell, no! No, he's not going to use her like this. She doesn't deserve it.

"No, n-no Harry!" I stuttered as I walked closer to him but he still didn't turn around to face me,
" No, i'm not going to let you use her like that! She doesn't deserve it, nobody does!" I found myself now shouting at him.

Then he turned around, but his face didn't looked shocked. He looked like he was expecting this, oh yeah, he could read my thoughts. Damn.

He looked me dead in the eyes and bit his bottom lip. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me into him.

"Something's got to keep me from wanting you so badly, Brooklyn," he said softly into my ear.

Shivers ran up and down my spine. I pierced my lips together and swallowed hard.

"But I can't...I can't let you hurt her, Harry, it's not right," I said so quietly that I wasn't even sure he had heard me.

He seemed a bit aggravated now as he lifted my head up slightly so I was now looking fully into his eyes.

"And what about me is right, Brooklyn?" Harry said as he sarcastically laughed.

I didn't respond, I just shook my head 'no'.

"Don't make me force you to let me, Brooklyn, don't..." he said sternly.

He wouldn't. He couldn't. He knows I would never forgive him.

"No, Harry," I said slowly as I glared at him," It's not right, and I won't just stand by and let you hurt an innocent girl," I finished. I felt bold now and more confident, thankfully.

The entire mood in the room had flipped now. It went from Harry caring about me to Harry scaring me to Harry being sweet to me to Harry being...well, like this to me.

Harry seemed infuriated now that I was rebelling against what he wanted.

"Just remember, you made me do this Brooklyn," he said through gritted teeth.

I found this all to be way to confusing as I frantically searched in his eyes for an answer. I didn't understand what he meant.

"Mate, don't.." I heard Niall softly say in almost a pleading manner.

Then Harry closed his eyes tightly for a moment. I was confused as I stared at him intently, wondering what he was doing.

His eyes shot open and immediately met mine. They were greener now, it had seemed. I had that feeling again now though, the feeling of no control. The feeling of being head-over-heels for Harry.

No, no, no. This cannot be happening.

"Brooklyn, you will let me do whatever I want to Kendall, you will not retaliate, and you will not tell anyone. Do you understand?" he said slowly as if he were giving me directions. I felt hypnotized and my head shook 'yes' at him.

Then he closed his eyes again and I snapped out of the trance. I stumbled away from him slightly but caught myself so I didn't fall. I found myself trying to catch my breath and understand what had just happened.

Harry stared at me again and then pierced his lips together. And then he left, slamming the door on his way out.

Niall tried to help me over to my bed but I slightly shook his hands off of my shoulders and slid myself under the sheets of my bed. I just wanted to sleep.

Forever.

I was starting to become sick of this life, I didn't want to be here anymore. I didn't want to be under anyone's control. I didn't want to see anyone hurt. I didn't want to be in love with Harry. But those are all things that I couldn't control, no matter what.

At this point, I'd rather be dead.

Notes

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Will Brooklyn try to help Kendall? Is it possible for her to?
What will happen between Brooklyn and Niall since they'll be spending A LOT more time together now that Harry is 'taking a break' from her?