Joker

XVII

Insanity 

Doing the same thing

over 

and 

over 

again and expecting 

different results

"She's dead."

Everyone waits watching Louis, and Harry stands allowing Louis to have the option to get up and leave. "Dead," he repeats. "You're lying. She's not dead!" Louis stands up shoving the table. His jaw clenched, and his fists continuously bawling and unbawling. Harry can see him about to break, and can see him about to lose control with everything he's held on to for so long. It happens in a blur, and they all flinch when a chair is thrown against a wall opposite of them. "You are lying! She's not dead! She's not gone!" Harry realizes this far more than anyone else can see, but Harry knows Louis. He knows that deep inside, pass his cold, manic exterior he loves his sister, and wanted to find her alive. Most seem to think he wouldn't care if she is dead or alive, but here is his eyes wild with grief. What's his next move? He turns around as if he is looking for something to hit, something to tear apart, and take out every ounce of frustration.

To Louis he's the only on in this room, and he doesn't know how to take the large amount of anger that courses through his veins. He spins around pulling his fist back and slams it on the wall, his knuckles break open immediately, but the wall only suffers a large crack. Zayn flinches more at his wall being hit rather than Louis having a mental break. Louis punches the wall again this time breaking a hole in the wall, and making his fist bleed even more excessively. Still not satisfied, Louis begins throwing punch after punch at the wall. Alternating fists, his breathing erotic, and then he begins screaming. No one is quite sure what he's screaming, but they all stay clear as he throws everything he has at the wall. He yanks back his foot kinking a hole in the wall on the first try, and then kicks it continuously. 

Zayn flinches at every hole made in his wall, and Leigh cowers behind him in pure fear. Perrie and Jesy even look scared of what Louis is doing, and Livewire actually looks more than terrified. Harry feels everything with in him crumble, watching Louis throw away every bit of dignity he had breaks Harry in ways he never expected, and he knows he's the only hope of Louis calming down. Louis throws another fist, and more blood splatters on the walls. 

He's red in the face, and his lips tremble with every scream. He's drenched in sweat, and his clothes stick to his body. "Sir," Harry says loud enough for Louis to hear, but he ignores Harry. "Sir," Harry tries again. "Louis?" He keeps trying begging Louis to just stop. Louis slams his fists against the walls letting out a loud shriek. Obviously talking isn't going to reach Louis, so Harry nervously steps toward Louis still softly saying Louis' name. 

"Harry!" Zayn hisses shaking his head. 

"Lou," Harry says keeping his tone gentle, but almost forceful. "Darling," Harry whispers finally getting a hand on Louis' shoulder. He tries to shrug Harry's hand off of his shoulder, but Harry keeps a firm grip so his nails bite into Louis' skin. "Please stop," Harry whispers squeezing his shoulder. Louis' punches come to a stop so he's leaning on the wall, and his head hung low. 

Everything is quiet. So quiet Harry swears he can hear Louis' heart beat hard against his chest, and like a bell a muffled sob his heard. "I promised," Louis whimpers. "I swore to her-" Louis' shoulders sag, and he turns toward Harry with tears shining in his eyes. Harry pulls Louis to his chest, and Louis clings to him burying his face into Harry's chest, and his fists bawling up in Harry's shirt. "Pro-Promised-" Louis' stutters.