Vindicated

chapter eleven

I'm so sorry this one took so long, I got so busy with school and then I moved so everything was/is a mess. Thank you for being so patient, I love and appreciate you all so much. 

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I stared at the now closed bathroom door, dumbstruck. I couldn't believe he had just walked out on me. I couldn't help but laugh a bit, he did keep his word. 

I grabbed the bottle of shampoo and started massaging it through my hair. I used his body wash and then rinsed my hair out. I put some conditioner on my hands, taking my time coating my hair in it. Thank god he isn't a 3-in-1 guy. I took my time in the shower, rinsing off every bit of soap. I got out, wrapping my self in a white towel that I found in the cabinet, and looked at myself in the mirror. 

My leftover makeup had smeared in the shower, making me look like a raccoon. My eyes sparkled in the white bathroom light and I would have looked good if it wasn't for the raccoon circles under my eyes. I grabbed a paper towel and soaked it with warm water, wiping away the excess makeup. 

Now I needed clothes. 

I looked around the bathroom, forgetting all about my clothes when I saw a white powdery substance on the counter, accompanied by a tightly rolled bill.  

Was that coke? 

Against my better judgement, I knelt down and looked in the drawers under the sink. In them, I found multiple plastic bags of coke, along with at least 50 mini bottles of tequila and vodka. And on top of that, some were empty. 

I'm not one to judge... but what the fuck? Was he on coke when he picked me up last night? Or drunk? Or both? 

I shivered. I needed my clothes. 

I shut his cabinets and put everything back the way I found it. I went to grab my clothes, realizing they were scattered throughout his house. 

I walked into Harry's room, clutching the towel to my chest. I looked around, but he was nowhere to be seen. 

I walked out of his room and down the long hallway, finding my way to the staircase. I walked down the stairs, hearing voices coming from the front of the house. 

I stopped behind the doorway so that I couldn't be seen and I saw Harry standing at the door, looking like he had seen a ghost. I heard a vaguely familiar voice say one last thing before Harry slammed the door and walked away. He turned down the same hallway I was standing in, stopping when he saw me. 

"No clothes?" He asked, smirking at me. His eyes were dark, the joy I had seen in them last night was gone. He leaned his broad shoulders against the wall. 

"No." I said matter-of-factly. "Someone ripped my dress to pieces and my underwear seems to be missing."

"Hmm. Couldn't imagine who that might have been." 

I scowled at him, hoping he couldn't see the goosebumps on my arms. I was cold. 

"Okay well, I'm hungry" 

"The kitchen is down the hall. You can make yourself whatever."

Is he kidding?

"Fine." 

I turned and walked towards the kitchen, dropping my towel on the floor as I walked. I could feel his eyes burning into my back and I smirked, ignoring the goosebumps that had spread all over my body.