HEIGHTS

fourteen

"Can I do something for you?" He asked, I shrugged. "You're already doing something. It's nice to have someone like you, Josephine can consider.." I stopped and his eyes rested on mine, waiting for me to finish my sentence. "I'm sorry.." I said, more to myself.

"I actually never told anyone, that my parents still hit me." I began and I could see a sorry look on his face. "I tried to hide it all.. the pain, the bruises, I feel weak." I gasped, by my own words, realizing, what I was just telling. "Well, to me you sound rather strong, not everyone can hide this." He replied and I looked at him for seconds. Why was he so perfect? He listened, he comforted me, he is just every girl's dream. How many women, were lusting over him? "Why am I telling you this anyway.."

"I'm your friend." He said, resting his hand on my knee. The butterflies in my stomach, began to dance, but he soon pulled away, when he noticed his action. "I-I'm sorry." He stuttered. "No, it's okay. I think I gotta go anyway." The inches between us were tempting. "Now?" I nodded, but his disappointed look, made me hesitate. What when Josephine or anyone in his family would come back? Why was I getting my hopes high? I couldn't recognize myself. Jess was probably right, I was a man stealer, but I didn't steal Harry. He was still with Josephine. "No. I have to. Sorry." I got up and headed towards the door. "Please Leticia, I was about to make diner. I promise you can go after it." I sigh and give up, well not that I didn't want to stay. "Okay, but I will go after diner." He smiles in response and I follow him to the kitchen.

Harry and I sat silently on the dining table and ate, until he broke the silence. "When are you getting married?" I had the courage to ask.

"In four months." He answers and I gulp. It seemed like a long time, but it wasn't for me. "Excited?" I managed to ask and he shrugged. Which I didn't expect. "Not really, I think." I rose a brow, but decided, to not ask him why. "What about you? Are you in a relationship or something?" I was kind of speechless by his question, but soon realized, that I looked stupid, with my expression. "No. Well, It's not like no one wants me, but, I don't think I'm ready yet." He nodded, his eyes never left mine. "Never thought, that no one wants you, I mean.. look at you." My eyes skipped to his, it was like, I was staring into a deep forest. "What do you mean? I look ordinary." I blushed. "No, you're beautiful." My heart began to pound hard, "You think that I look beautiful?"

"You don't believe me?" I shyly smile and wrap my hair around my index finger. "It's not like you can prove it to me anyway." I mumbled and stuffed a fry in my mouth. "Well, I could, but I don't think, it would be appropriate." I looked up and his eyes were darker than before, which sent a wave of shiver down my spine. "How?" He takes a sip of his wine and takes his time to answer, with a smile on his lips. "Well.. there are many ways. It depends on you how you like it." The lust in me was growing. "You could give me an option." My voice sounds hoarse. His eyes, eye me for a moment, his smile dissappeared. "I can't, Tisha, I'm engaged." He slams his clenched fist on the table, making me fall back, to reality. "I- I know I was-"

"Coming on to me? No I was! Like I always do!" He gets up, and lets his fingers go through his hair. "Look at me! Do I sound like a good man? It's not my fucking first time, that I do this shit!"

My confusion grew, "Why did you dress like this? Are you trying to seduce me?" He walked around me. What was suddenly going on? "Look at you.. you're so.. innocent, it makes me insane. It's so tempting, but I can resist. I know you want me Tisha, I know it." He stopped behind me, my breathing stopped. "I could do so many things to you, but I won't, it's not what I want to happen between us.. you're my friend. We will stay friends nothing more." He brought his lips to my ear, I could smell his cologne, that drove me crazy. I felt uncomfortable, right now. "I-I.." I was looking for words, but it was like, my mind was blocked. "I need to go." I quickly got up, and rushed towards the door. "Leticia, please wait." Harry pleaded, but I just ran away. The cold air, made my tears feel, like ice water against my skin. It was so confusing and terrifying. Why did he behave like this? He tried to seduce me! It was all a test! I hate him, I don't want to see him again.

I slowly opened the door to our home, and found my brother on the couch. "Hey." I greeted him, but he stayed quiet. "Tyreese?" I headed towards him, and saw his swollen face. "Tyreese! What the hell?" He whimpered in pain and every single hair on my back raised. "What happened?" I put my fingers in my pocket to get out my phone, but his blood stained hand prevented me to do so. "Please don't.. just.." The words came out as a whisper, and he collapsed at the last. "Tyreese!" I scream. "Mom?! Dad?!" No one was there. I didn't care about what he said, I called the ambulance. I bent down on the couch, to hear if his heart was still beating. It luckily was and he was also still breathing. Four minutes later, the ambulance finally arrived, and picked up Tyreese.