Harry Styles POV.

Riden pushed her down the stairs, and I heard my mum scream. Surprisingly Gemma was the one to run downstairs. Knowing that my sister would take care of her, I ran for my brother. I reared back my fist, and hit him with everything I had. He fell back, and I got on top of him. I kept hitting him, not stopping for anything. My mother screamed, and pulled at my shoulder.

"She stopped breathing!" Gemma cried out to me. I ran down the stairs, and lightly pushed Gemma away from her. I pressed my finger on the side of her neck looking for a pulse. Nothing. I felt panic start to swarm through me.

I remembered what I had been taught when I was taking lessons to be a lifeguard when I was fifteen. I put my hands in the middle of her chest and started to press down. I pressed three times, and then blew air into her mouth. I kept repeating the process, but nothing seemed to work.

"Annabeth wake up dammit!" I cried out. Salt stung the corners of my eyes as made rivers down my cheeks. She needed to wake up. I needed her, and I needed our baby. Annabeth was pregnant with my child, it was mine. The truth is out, and I'm done pushing her away for the sake of my brother.

"Annabeth come on, come back to me!" I sobbed. My mum looked at my wearily unsure of how to feel. She just learned her youngest son has been seeing her eldest sons wife. She also just witnessed him killing he.... no she's not dead.

"Harry baby she's gone." Mum whispered to me. My hand went over my mouth to try and stop pathetic sobs from breaching my lips. I didn't want to believe mum, but my loves closed eyes, parted pink lips, and unmoving chest said otherwise. No my darling isn't dead she's hit her head, and is simply unconscious. Gemma gagged when she noticed blood was falling from the side of Annabeth's head.

"She hit her head mum. Go get something to patch it up." I told mum, noticing the lack of emotion in my voice. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but then closed it. She nodded her head, and scurried up the stairs. Mum came back and handed me a first aid kit. I did my best to patch up the spot, and then placed a kiss on the bandage.

"You gotta wake up baby. Things are different now, we can finally be together. I won't let him hurt you anymore, I promise. You just have to wake up Annie. For me and the baby." I told her. I felt tears melting down my cheeks again. I lightly shook her, but she still refused to move. I picked her up, held her close, and rocked her back and forth. I couldn't help it I cried out to the sky.

I cried out to the sky because I was lonely and scared, but only the devil responded because God wasn't there. My love, my dearest Annie who disappeared as quickly as she appeared. Like a magician she caught me under her spell. Outside I heard a crown screech like a banshee, making Gemma jump. The sound to conclude my fears. Annabeth Victoria Haines Styles was dead.

Riden appeared at the top of the stairs. Blood oozed from his eyebrow and lip from when I beat the shit out of him. He slowly limped down the stairs, gripping his side where his lung would be, and coughing up blood carelessly. In his shaking was a gun. He stopped halfway down the stairs.

"Is she dead?" He asked no one in particular. I cringed at his question, and held my dearest tighter in my arms. Mum nodded her head as tears stained her own cheeks. Riden laughed, and mum and even Gemma looked terrified of him. He looked over to our sister, and smiled.

"Gemma do me a favor, and phone the police. Go on now, and tell them everything that's happened." Riden told her. She stood up, and carefully passed him on the stairs. As soon as she passed him she darted out of the room. I could hear her screaming into the phone, but I paid her no attention. Instead, I focused on my brother.

"Mum I really don't want you to see your son die, so you may leave." Riden told our mum. A horrified look appeared on her face. She looked over to me, and shook her head. She looked back to Riden still shaking her head.

"Riden I won't let you kill your brother! I won't let you do it! Put the damned gun down!" She yelled at him. He ignored her, and began loading the pistol. Mum scrambled to her feet, and stood in front of me.

"Mum...", I yelled not wanting her to get hurt.

"I took too many beatings from your father, trying to protect my children, to have his doppelganger try to take my son. Riden you put that gun down, and I will not fully disown you for your actions." Mum spat at him. He slapped her, and she fell to the floor landing next to me. I took her hand in mine, as she looked at me fearfully.

"I am not my father!" He yelled at her. He cocked the gun, and pointed it at me.

"Get up." He told me. I sat Annabeth down gently. Mum pulled on my hand as I started to get up. She lightly cried out for me not to get up. I yanked my hand from hers, and faced my brother. He shoved the tip of the gun against my chest.

"Just do it Riden. You've already taken from me my love, and my unborn child. Just pull the trigger so I can be at peace." I told him, and he nodded.

BANG!

It was quick I will say to be shot, but the pain. I thought that I would just die, but no. There was a ringing in my ears, as I fell to my knees. The pain in my chest was unbearable able. I felt like I was drowning, so I coughed and blood spat out. I faintly heard mum scream, and saw Riden run out of the room.

"HARRY!" Mum screamed. She crawled over to me, and held me in her arms. Then we both heard a cough that came from neither one of us. We looked to Annabeth who was coughing harshly. She shot up, and then grabbed her head.

"Annie?" I asked weakly. Her head darted towards me, and she let out a scream. She quickly scrambled to me. She took me from mum, and peeled my shirt off. Mum looked away when my wound was exposed.

"Anne give me your belt!" Annabeth demanded.

"Wha..." Mum started. "Just give me your belt!" Annabeth snapped. Mum did as she was told and took off her belt. Annabeth tied it around me, so it was covering my wound. It was really tight, and hurt, but the bleeding slowed down. Annabeth leaned down, and pecked my lips. I placed my hand

"Their sending medics, and police! Riden ran out the back doo... Holy shit!" Gemma said running down the stairs. She cried out my name just as mum had, and gave Annabeth a confused look. She ignored it, and kept looking at me with a smile.

"Well aren't we just a mess." Annabeth jokes. I laughed lightly which hurt my chest, so I stopped. She's okay my love is okay. I placed my hand on her tummy, and gave her a worried look.

"You think it's okay? Does your stomach hurt at all?" I asked feeling worried. She sighed and placed her hand over mine.

"I don't know if it's okay love. Don't worry about that right now, just focus on staying awake, and breathing." She told me. The look in her eyes worried me, and I rubbed my hand across her stomach once more. I took her hand and fought off sleep. I fought these heavy eyelids, and focused on my beautiful angel. As the medics arrived my efforts to avoid this everlasting sleep failed, and my eyes closed shut.

Notes

Yayy an update.... and it's only been a week!!! Yayy for me!! Not so many yays for Harry and Annabeth.. Don't forget to comment, vote, and subscribe! Becuase we like votes...

All the Love,

~JR