"W... What? "Sonia questions."Sonia I have no choice. My mom is getting married again and wants us to move back to my hometown.
She says she no longer wants to stay here cause of what happened. "Desmond explains.
"But... We just began a... "Sonia begins.
"I'm moving in a month. "Desmond states.
"We'd keep in touch via the phone." He tries to persuade and Sonia's face falls as she knows they both have no choice.
They spend the rest of the month together to grow a stronger bond. Love is all they fell for each other and;
Finally, the day came.
One Month After;
Sonias POV;
I rush out of my house as usual. It's become a habit to rush out of my house whenever I'm on my way to the hospital to visit Desmond.
Except today is different. I'm going to be seeing Desmond for the last time before he goes back to London with his mom.
He'd be discharged and on his way to the airport by 10:00 am and it's 8:30 am. It's an hour's drive to the hospital hence I'd be there by 9:30 am.
30 minutes is not enough for me to bid my Desmond goodbye but I have a cold hence woke up late.
I have my eyes glued to my phone screen as I'm making it down the stairs before my house when I suddenly bump into something.
My phone falls to the ground and instantly goes off. I quickly grab it and try to revive it as I was chatting with Desmond.
"What the!? "I scream once the phone doesn't come on but stop when I realize who I just bumped into.
I freeze as I stare at him. He looks different. More mature, manly, and even better.
"Hey. "His voice which seems to have grown deep intrudes my thoughts. I look at his outstretched hand and ignore it.
I stand by myself and dust my dress as anger has begun to boil in the pits of my stomach. Flashes from three years ago begin to harass my memory.
"You still won't talk to me? "He questions.
"Hey, Harry." I greet as I try to make my way to the car. Time is passing without a care in the world and I can't stand here any longer with Harry. I don't want to miss seeing Desmond before he goes and now this bozo has ruined my phone, I can't chat Desmond up!
"Sonia it's been three years." He says. My name sounds so foreign rolling off his tongue. Besides what does he mean by 'it's been three years? So what?
It's been three years, so?
"So? "I question in irritation.
"Sonia, it's been three years and I still love you. It's been three years and I can't stop thinking about you. "I roll my eyes in irritation at this statement.
"Babe, please... "
"Don't call me that! "I cut him whilst pointing at him and giving him a death glare.
"Sonia, please. Can't you find it in your heart to forgive me? " He begs.
"Forgive you? Forgive you for what?
Sleeping with my best friend? Saying you love me, yet telling someone else my body is the main deal!?Breaking my heart and trust? Making me feel like the end of the world on my birthday? " I begin but stop myself as my tears build to the brim of my eyes.
"What exactly was your offense Harry? Point it out."I reply boring holes into his eyes.
"I'm... I'm... Listen I'm sorry. I really am. I didn't know how much I had till I lost you. Sonia, please. "He begs and I shake my head. It's been three years yet I still can't find a reason to forgive him.
I make to get into the car but he gets on his knees and grabs my leg. Time is flying and he's wasting the little I have left!
"Harry, let me go. "I order.
"Sonia, please. "
"Harry, let go! "
"Sonia, don't do this to me. "
"Harry! " I scream.
My dad suddenly emerges from our front door. My noise must have attracted him.
"Young man, what are you doing? "My dad booms.
"S... Mr. Smith I... "Harry begins.
"I think it would be best for both of us if you leave now. "Me dad states and I know he means it. My dad had never been this rude to Harry, but I guess his perspective of Harry changed after I told my family what happened on the night I was taken.
"Sir, please... Try to understand... I... "Harry begins to beg as he rises but takes my arm, and doesn't let go.
He is wasting my time!
"Harry, let go! "I scream and my driver steps down.
Oscar runs out of the house in alarm and anger clouds his face once his eyes fall on Harry.
With mad, wild steps, I watch my brother descend the stairs and the next thing I know, a punch has been thrown into Harry's face.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing here!? Did you miss your way while searching for Zoey!?" Oscar screams.
"Os... Oscar, please. I... I'm here for Sonia. I... I love her. "Harry says and I battle to yank my arm out of his grip.
Jason steps out and my eyes widen. Of us four, Jason is the one with the worst anger issues. Murder is possible when he gets mad.
Everyone freezes as Jason stares at Harry with destructive hate.
Jason swiftly moves towards Harry and yanks him off the ground so easily. I scream when Jason throws Harry to the ground. I don't think Harry's ribs will remain the same.
Jason sits on Harry and begins to throw blows at his face. Time isn't on my side but I need to stop this fight.
My dad, Oscar, and even Andrew are making no difference. With all the drama in my life right now, Jason going to jail is not something I need.
"Jason Jason! "I scream but he ignores me.
"Jason, please, "I beg.
"Jason Mark Smith! "I scream in anger as they all are wasting the very little time I have left.
Jason, Oscar, and my dad all stare at me at once as they know I only call people by their full name when I'm very mad.
"If you have any love or respect for your little sister, you'd stop hitting him and let me go see Desmond in peace! "I scream and Jason just stares at me.
"Please," I beg.
"Fine! "Jason finally gives in after a few seconds of hesitation before getting off the battered, weak Harry.
"Promise not to hit him when I leave? "I beg as I know Jason could kill Harry if I don't do this.
Jason throws a heavy kick at Harry's side before smiling. A kick that would cost Harry a few ribs and I watch Harry grunt in pain.
"Promise. "Jason then goes in before hugging me and planting a kiss on my forehead.
I smile at Oscar and my dad before hopping into the vehicle and off to the hospital.
I make my mad race in the hospital but freeze when I find Desmond's room empty.
I spot Desmond's Doctor and question.
"I'm sorry sir, where's Desmond?"
"Oh dear, you're too late. He checked out a while back. "
YOU ARE READING
The MANSION {Madre's Mansion}
HorrorThe cold breeze in my face, clinging tightly to my bare arms. My arms wrapped around my torso in an attempt to keep me warm. Tears streaming down my face as memories of Harry's cruel betrayal flood my mind. Of all days, he chose my birthday to hurt...