CHAPTER 50
My body shivered as I sighted Harry on the floor unconsciously. I was scared to death. I moved quickly to where he laid, my knees falling on the floor. Turning him over, his body reeked of alcohol. I thought that was all until I saw blood dripping from his fist. Oh no, what were you thinking?!
"Harry, Harry please answer me! Please...Harry." I called but it was effortless.
I had no time to wipe away my tears, while I try putting him on the bed.
The bedsheets were stained with his blood. It made me hurt as I saw his wounds. This is all my fault. I stood up to get the first aid kit but he pulled my hand.
"Harry?" I was happy to hear his voice. His eyes were deemed. He couldn't see clearly and i could feel his pain.
"Harry..." I cried, my mouth unwilling to speak.
"I thought you left me. Why did you leave me, El?" His voice fades.
I cupped his cheeks, still in tears, and hoping he would stop talking. It made my heartache.