Prisoning Truth
Little Boy. (55th Chapter)
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Giselle's POV:
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With each step I placed, my heartbeat was becoming slower. It took me till this very second to realize that I have no fear anymore. Harry is going to live his life with contempt, free from any pain and disturbance that my presence has caused him so far. I will be gone, perhaps to a better place, and perhaps not; but it doesn’t matter as long as I am going to shield Harry from any harm.
I have been trying to live my life with my own boundaries, I even tried sugar coating it with all of the obstacles that I passed through; but now the coating has melted and all what’s left is the bitterness of reality. Silly me, even after everything; I still had that glimpse of hope to fulfil my life with Harry. I have no luck, no optimism, and no ambition. Santers is my destiny, he’s the only father god granted me, which means I have no choice then to stay silent under his burning brutality.
“(He gives me a sly smile) Such a good girl, Giselle. Your mother taught you well to be obedient.” I swipe my fingers over my cheek, drying it from the tears of agony. “(My tone is completely blunt and lifeless) Let’s go… I don’t want Harry to see me, when he comes searching. (I sniffle) Where’s the car?” He slides his hand, cupping one side of my waist, as he begins escorting me to the nearby vehicle.
“(He growls in a deadly-calm tone) Step away from her. (He challenges angrily) I called the police, and it’s going to be seconds until they arrest you.” Santers and I stop walking, as we turn our heads around to look at the raging love of my life. His fists are balled tightly on each side, his breath is shaking at the fury that could murder an entire country; Harry is no longer in control of his anger.
“(I whisper, begging him with my eyes and tone) Harry, I’ll be fine… Just leave and tell the police that it was a false call… Please.” Harry stomps his raging footsteps in a hurry, as his arms reach to grab me from Santers’s hold. The gun clicks in my ear, making me aware that the tip is pressured on the side of my forehead.
“(He threatens) One more move, and I won’t hesitate to shoot her. (He snarls) She’s my daughter, god damn it! (He then addresses me in my ear, loud and clear for Harry’s hearing) Tell him to leave, princess. If you don’t I will murder him then I’ll make you join him.” I begin to sob at the fear of the imaginative words, whimpering while Harry stands restless and unable to take another move. “(I whimper between my tears) Please go away… Harry, go away I beg you…”
Harry’s eyes begin to form tears, yet they don’t spill down. This is the first time that I see him on the verge of crying, this is the first time that I see my heart’s owner being touched and scared. Harry begins to turn his back, preparing to walk out of the scene like I begged him to. I know that if he could, he wouldn’t hesitate to beat the life out of Santers; but this situation is so sticky and unsolvable; that he decided to go after my wish.
He knew I wasn’t myself, he knew I was hiding something; that’s why he came prepared and called the police. Regardless of the amount of risk, he actually called them for my sake. I sob deeply as I watch him stepping away from me, while his back hunches in agony and distress. “(He whispers with an evil excitement) Say good bye to little boy Styles, princess.”
That was when everything slowed. I found that hidden strength in me again. With the speed closer to light, I was out of Santers’s arms. The gun clicked, at the same moment when I stood in front of the aim. The silver bullet passed through me, which caused my body to collapse on the ground. The last thing I saw, was Santers’s teary eyes, and the last thing I heard; was the scream of my beloved Harry. Good-bye, sun… Good-bye, moon. Good-bye, life… Good-bye, love.
Giselle's POV:
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With each step I placed, my heartbeat was becoming slower. It took me till this very second to realize that I have no fear anymore. Harry is going to live his life with contempt, free from any pain and disturbance that my presence has caused him so far. I will be gone, perhaps to a better place, and perhaps not; but it doesn’t matter as long as I am going to shield Harry from any harm.
I have been trying to live my life with my own boundaries, I even tried sugar coating it with all of the obstacles that I passed through; but now the coating has melted and all what’s left is the bitterness of reality. Silly me, even after everything; I still had that glimpse of hope to fulfil my life with Harry. I have no luck, no optimism, and no ambition. Santers is my destiny, he’s the only father god granted me, which means I have no choice then to stay silent under his burning brutality.
“(He gives me a sly smile) Such a good girl, Giselle. Your mother taught you well to be obedient.” I swipe my fingers over my cheek, drying it from the tears of agony. “(My tone is completely blunt and lifeless) Let’s go… I don’t want Harry to see me, when he comes searching. (I sniffle) Where’s the car?” He slides his hand, cupping one side of my waist, as he begins escorting me to the nearby vehicle.
“(He growls in a deadly-calm tone) Step away from her. (He challenges angrily) I called the police, and it’s going to be seconds until they arrest you.” Santers and I stop walking, as we turn our heads around to look at the raging love of my life. His fists are balled tightly on each side, his breath is shaking at the fury that could murder an entire country; Harry is no longer in control of his anger.
“(I whisper, begging him with my eyes and tone) Harry, I’ll be fine… Just leave and tell the police that it was a false call… Please.” Harry stomps his raging footsteps in a hurry, as his arms reach to grab me from Santers’s hold. The gun clicks in my ear, making me aware that the tip is pressured on the side of my forehead.
“(He threatens) One more move, and I won’t hesitate to shoot her. (He snarls) She’s my daughter, god damn it! (He then addresses me in my ear, loud and clear for Harry’s hearing) Tell him to leave, princess. If you don’t I will murder him then I’ll make you join him.” I begin to sob at the fear of the imaginative words, whimpering while Harry stands restless and unable to take another move. “(I whimper between my tears) Please go away… Harry, go away I beg you…”
Harry’s eyes begin to form tears, yet they don’t spill down. This is the first time that I see him on the verge of crying, this is the first time that I see my heart’s owner being touched and scared. Harry begins to turn his back, preparing to walk out of the scene like I begged him to. I know that if he could, he wouldn’t hesitate to beat the life out of Santers; but this situation is so sticky and unsolvable; that he decided to go after my wish.
He knew I wasn’t myself, he knew I was hiding something; that’s why he came prepared and called the police. Regardless of the amount of risk, he actually called them for my sake. I sob deeply as I watch him stepping away from me, while his back hunches in agony and distress. “(He whispers with an evil excitement) Say good bye to little boy Styles, princess.”
That was when everything slowed. I found that hidden strength in me again. With the speed closer to light, I was out of Santers’s arms. The gun clicked, at the same moment when I stood in front of the aim. The silver bullet passed through me, which caused my body to collapse on the ground. The last thing I saw, was Santers’s teary eyes, and the last thing I heard; was the scream of my beloved Harry. Good-bye, sun… Good-bye, moon. Good-bye, life… Good-bye, love.
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