Kate Wilson is your ordinary 19 year old girl. She has a job at Starbucks and while on her way home from work one night meets a boy who changes her life completely for the worse. Read to find out what happens on Kate's horrific journey of getting to know her kidnapper, Harry Styles.


8. Chapter 8

Harry's P.O.V

I slammed my fist down on the hard table that was placed outside the door. Why is she so damn hard to talk to?!

I take a few deep breaths and make my way out into the living room. There wasn't much to do here really. That's why I brought her here. That's why I brought all of them here. Out of boredom, just pure boredom.

I run my fingers through my hair. Why don't I just kill her? I could always find someone else later on who of much more pleasure to have around. It's not a big deal. But I don't want to kill her. Not just yet, she just got here last night. I'll give her a few more chances.

I don't know why I like to kill so much, nor do I understand it. I get an adrenaline rush through me while I'm tying them up. I get goosebumps as my finger slips and the trigger is pulled. Then they're dead. The human being lying there that once had a pulse, a beating heart, a family was dead. And I didn't feel one ounce of guilt. That is until later.

Looking back on the things I've done to torture and kill those girls does make me feel bad. I don't understand what happens it's like a whole other person controls me and I have no say in what they make me do. I'm a completely different person when that happens and I wish I knew what caused it so I could make it stop. I didn't want to live like this anymore. It was no longer worth it. I lost all my family and all my friends. I'll never be normal again, ever.

Thinking back on the night that this all happened sends shivers down my spine. It was the most terrifying moment of my life.


December 14, 2007

"Harold come on! It's not that bad! All you have to do is go in there, walk around it once and then leave again. It's not hard! You picked dare so you have to do it. You can't chicken out."

They were daring me to enter the town's most haunted mansion. When you walked past it you could feel the stares and hear the screams of the deadly ghosts that had settled inside over the years. Why didn't I pick truth? I really hated this game. No one was ever stupid enough to go in there. You'd have to be insane to even think about entering. But here I am, about to walk up the cobblestone driveway. I'm about to make the biggest mistake of my life, there's no going back now though.

I gulped and slowly reached out grabbing the rusty door nob and turning it, opening the creaky door and exposing the inside of the old house.

I walked in and felt a gust of cold wind sweep past me. Deadly whispers and warnings filled the room.

"You better leave now little boy, this is no place for playing."

"Leave." Was repeated over and over again in a whisper. I ignored it and continued walking in the house. The door slammed shut and I heard raspy laughter throughout the endless hallway I was walking through to get to the other door leading out if the mansion.

"I told you to leave." The voices spoke again. This time, they were yelling. They were getting angry. I ran down the hall, I could see the door way. I ran and ran and ran but came no closer to the exit.

I stopped to catch my breath. Everything went dark, the doorway disappeared and there was absolutely no light what so ever entering or leaving the mansion. My heart starting beating as I heard footsteps echoing, getting closer and closer to me by the second.

"Wrong decision. Now, you belong to us." Screaming and laughter filled the echoing hallway once again. I seen a man walking towards me. His eyes were endless black holes starring deep into my soul. He flew at me and entered my body. My back arched in pain as the sound of my screams filled the mansion. Then I blacked out.

*End of Flashback*

All I remember after that was waking up in a grassy field in front of this house. I've lived here ever since.

Tears streamed down my face. I still don't know what they meant by "Now, you belong to us." We're they possessing me? I know the man had entered my body but I had seen no sign of any ghosts or demons since. If they were possessing me I wouldn't know any ways to stop it so I still would have no control over my actions. I haven't spoken to my friends or family since that night and I don't plan on doing so any time soon. I might hurt them and I'm not prepared to have that eating away at me for the rest of my life. Or would I feel nothing? The thought of killing my little sister, who I loved and cared about so dearly, and not feel any sort of guilt or pain afterwards scared me. It scared the living hell out of me.

I sighed and took a seat on the couch. Maybe if I watch some television I can clear my mind from everything for a while. Give myself a break from the hell I call my life.

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