Him and I

chapter 15

the whole journey seemed even longer than it was on the way to the bookstore. the sky seemed darker and less blue than before and the excitement he once had was no longer there.

remus gets out the car once they reach home. he walks upstairs to his room, followed by james and lily. peter was downstairs grabbing a glass of water at the time. james walks with remus to his bedroom door when they hear voices coming from the room next to his. sirius' room.

james raises an eyebrow and glances at lily who looks to james. james shakes his head and opens the door. remus steps back behind him to look at the scene in front of him and his face completely drops at what he sees.

sirius quickly looks to the door, a look of shock wiped across his face. he was stood in his underwear by the window on the otherwise of the room and across from him in the bed was marlene, covered up by blankets. he was holding his head in his hands and looked between remus and james.

"oh shi-" sirius goes to say before he's cut off.

"what the actual fuck sirius" james blurts out.

sirius looks at him in shock unable to find the words. there's a long pause as he looks at remus, a face full of guilt.

"rem- i can explain this isn't what it *hick* looks like"

james look at sirius and then puts his palm to his forehead.

"so you left remus for two hours at the bookstore only to go out drinking with fucking marlene, get pissed and come back here to have sex with her?!" james says, his voice sounding more angry.

"no! no it isn't what it looks like i promise!" sirius says defensively as he continues to look between remus and james.

marlene looks to remus. she too looked guilty, even more than sirius in fact.

"rem you've got to believe me- i'm so sorry"

remus shakes his head and laughs. he was holding back tears. he really liked sirius. it sounds stupid but sometimes people fall harder than they expect to. it was painful in fact and his heart hurt like hell.

"you don't owe me an apology. we weren't even together sirius you can fuck who you want"

"but-"

"-i'm going to be in my room if anyone needs me" remus finishes as he looks round at everyone.

he looks back to sirius "try to keep it down will you?"

he then turns on his heels and opens the bedroom door. he shuts it behind him and quickly locks it before pulling his hands to his face.

pain.

that's all he felt. he was letting his guard down to sirius and all he did was throw that away...

tears streamed from his eyes. but these weren't sad tears. these were numb, emotionless, paining tears. they were silent.

bing.

bing.

bing.

remus looks up from his hands and gets his phone out of his back pocket.

THREE MISSED MESSAGES FROM: DAD

his heart stops as he sees this. shit. he was supposed to go home a week early.

he quickly opens up the text to see the messages.
———

DAD

14:03 pm.
where the fuck are you?
you were supposed to be home today.
remus you better get your ass home soon or you're as good as dead.

———

remus chokes back a sob as he reads the messages. he needed to go. he didn't have to see sirius again after any of that and he didn't even need to say goodbye. he'll text lily in the morning to apologise about how quickly he left and make up some sort of lie around it.

he quickly grabs his suit case and bags. he throws in all the clothes he could, not caring if they're creased or screwed up. he checks his room over again to make sure he didn't leave anything, before peering out of the window.

james' car was gone. remus picks up his phone to see a text from lily.

———

ONE TEXT FROM: RED HEAD<3

RED HEAD<3

14:15 pm
me, peter and james have popped to the shops. need anything?

———

remus didn't respond however. instead he took this opportunity to get out of there. he quietly opens his door and makes his way down the stairs. sirius was still in his room. he could hear the muttering coming from behind the door so it was safe for remus to get out without being questioned.

he ran to lily's car and put his bag in the trunk. he got in the car and put a cigarette to his mouth, lighting it and then starts the car.

he pulls out of the driveway and begins driving in the direction of home. he doesn't stop once to take a break, instead he keeps driving and driving and driving until he was close to home.

that way he wasn't in any danger of being a day late and there wouldn't be any consequences...

or would there?

AN// i would like to point out that i love marlene and this is only a plot in my story - i don't actually see this happening but whilst i was thinking of more angst to add to my story, i came up with this plot!