SAWYER
I try to keep it together, but all I can do is breathe angrily.
Harper looks disoriented, confused. Probably confused why I brought her here, and she didn't bring me to the Space. The day I made Anthony disappear, she brought me to the Space in my sleep. She was able to connect her brain all the way to mine.
Learning her own little trick, now she's here with me.
"Sawyer?" she mutters, walking towards me. "Oh hey! Thanks for the invite! Impressive! I've always loved visiting you kids."
I continue to glare at her, trying to control my emotions. I'm angry, I'm devastated, and I feel betrayed.
"How are you?" she says, noticing the look on her face.
She looks different. She's wearing another ripped apart dress at the bottom, but this time it's green and blue. Her hair is up in a tall ponytail, the same old beads in it.
"Did someone forget to take their happy pills this morning?" she says, smirking. My mouth doesn't flinch a single smile, as I go up to her. I stand just inches away from her, looking down at her face.
Once she really sees the look on my face... and really processes it... her smile fades. She knows. She knows I know now.
I slowly raise the knife from my leggings to my side with trembling fingers. Harper continues to make eye contact with me, exhaling.
I should just do it. I want to do it. But a voice is telling me not to. My mom is dead because of Harper. She helped my mother kill herself and kept it from me for eight months.
I should just do it. Make it fast. My face tenses up with sadness, my throat letting out tearless sobs.
I let out a grunt in anguish, swing my arm back, and swing the knife towards Harper.
And the moment it's on the ridge of her chest, she grabs my arm, stopping me. We both struggle against the other. I shake, her grip on my arm tightens. She looks up at me blankly, but almost like in a way like she's telling me... I don't want to do this...
Then I start crying. I inhale high pitched, and exhale with sobs. Harper slowly and cautiously backs the knife off of her chest. The knife has left a tiny bloody mark. I did that.
I just tried to kill Harper... what am I doing?!
I drop the knife, it clinking on the ground.
Harper lets go of my arm, leaving me to turn away from her. I hold my hands against my chest, starting to sob. I tear falls from my eyes, onto the floor of the Space.
I hear Harper sigh sympathetically.
"So you know." she says. She says it in a way like she knew this day was coming. Whoa... I just lost it. I was about to kill Harper, what am I doing? That's not who I am... I'm not a killer.
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An Outsider's Call
Fantasy[BOOK TWO] [Hi, just be warned, I'm focusing on another book now and have no desire to finish this series any time soon. This book has typos, I wrote it when I was fourteen, and it ends on cliffhanger that won't have a book to resolve it. JUST WARNI...