We belong together [Rewriting]

Chapter 29

Evernly Miller

I wanted to clear my head so I wandered outside for a while and Harry took a shower. I wasn't mad at Harry; I didn't want to be angry but the sting of betrayal was too much, too painful and it wasn't enough that he betrayed my trust, I had to hear about his betrayal from non other than Taylor.

Gosh, I've had this pent up anger, smothering my senses and logic. I want to be unreasonable right now and for as long as I remember I've let this anger drive me; move me; keep me going that anger is the first emotion I've always felt for a very long time and feeling anything else other than that has been a challenge.

I grabbed a sweater from my bed and short shorts and wore them taking off the gown I've been wearing for the past two hours.

When I walked out of my room I saw Zac on the far end of the hallway with his back on me. He was whispering on the phone upset, his shoulders were tense and rigid. He was so far that I couldn't catch a word he was whisper-yelling. 

I tried to move closer, I'm ashamed to admit that is was to eavesdrop on him but accidentally knocked off a vase and I made noise when I caught it. Zac immediately whipped his head around and hushly hung up.

Ever since Zac came back, he hasn't been the same. He tries so hard to keep it together but he fails and I would know that, as someone who practice the art of being okay, he wants to be okay and not show his struggles. Actually, Zac hasn't been the same for a very long time and is reluctant to tell me why.

"Eve!" He said surprised and I smiled at him.

"Are you okay, is everything okay with you?" I asked him hoping he'd at leas tell me.

He opened his mouth but no words came out. He was hesitant but then he closed it with a heavy sigh. My face fell and so was my smile, I frowned with concern for my big bro.

"It's nothing." He replied but I could see it was something, something bothering him so much that since he went to Brown, he lost a bit of weight. When I first saw him, I thought maybe it was school so I didn't ask but I should've.

"You know you can talk to me about whatever right?" I insisted. "I mean, I'm no Dr Phil but I'm a pretty good listener."

He chuckled a bit and patted my arm walking past me. I smiled and touched-grabbed his hand. "I know and we'll talked when this whole issue blows over." I arched an eyebrow then he chuckled again. "I promised."

"Hey Zac, I'm gonna be fine." I told him to comfort him and myself.

"Yeah I know." He replied then let go of my arm but I called him again. "Yeah!"

"Is...um.. mom still downstairs?" I hesitated calling Wren mom and it seemed to have caught Zac off guard.

For a very long time now I've never actually acknowledged Wren as my mother except on interviews. Up until earlier today I have never called her mom but on that jail cell, I was so scared and I realized just how much anger I have that I need to let go.

You could say I had an epiphany.

Zac cleared his throat a bit. "Yeah, she's in her office but not alone. I think she's setting up an interview for you." I suppressed the urge to groan because I have no desire to be front page of any scope.

"Ok." I told him then noticed he was in a hurry. I frowned. "You going somewhere?" I asked him.

"Yeah, I'm meeting a friend." My face lit up for a second then fell.

"Is it Mason, it is him, isn't it?" I rushed him feeling hurt that he would meet Zac outside the house when he didn't even come see how I was doing.