Sweet Dangers

My First Night

“Lou!” my mum cried, showering me with kisses all over my face.

“Mum!” I cried, and hugged her tight. When she stopped, she had tears in her eyes. Then she hit me over the head. “Hey!” I shouted as I rubbed the back of my head. “That hurt!”

“How dare you scare me to death like that! And Eleanor! My God….” She glanced over at Eleanor was standing there with her arms crossed. She had tears in her eyes but her eyes were ablaze with anger.

“What’s going on?” My mum asked.

“Ask him,” Eleanor spat, hatred glazing her eyes. I had never seen her so angry.

“I-I-” I tried, but my mum held up her hand.

“Oh, please, don’t fight. Louis just came home! I’m sure you would much rather go to the Cinema or perhaps dinner….”

“I much rather not,” Eleanor said bitterly. “What’s the matter with you, Louis? This morning you acted afraid of me. Now you won’t even let me kiss you or anywhere near you without jumping and shoving me away!”

“Louis!” Mum cried. “Did you do that to poor Eleanor? But you love her so much, dear-”

I shook my head. “I should explain-”

“Explain what?!” my Mum shrieked. “You have been dating for a year now. You should be explaining when you are getting married. I mean, please Louis, stop waiting-”

“I DON’T WANT TO!” I screamed and the house went silent. The neighbor’s dog began to bark wildly. Eleanor had tears running down her cheeks and my Mum ran to her side.

“See what you did?” she asked angrily. “Just apologize and stop talking nonsense. It’s best if-”

“No, Mum,” I told her quietly. “I don’t want to marry Eleanor. I-”

“GET OUT!” Eleanor screamed, shoving me backwards with such strength I fell to the ground yet again. Pain like I had never felt shot through me and I bit my lip hard to stop from crying out.

“This is my house!” I shot back angrily, but my Mum just gripped my arm and shoved me out the door.

I didn’t want to fight her, but when she locked the door I got angry. “FINE!” I cried. “STAY IN MY HOUSE. SEE IF I GIVE A DAMN!”

I angrily stuffed my fists in the pocket of my jacket and stomped from my home. The wind had picked up and it was extremely cold, the sky was now pitch black. Somewhere an owl hooted. It was sort of nerve racking wandering around aimlessly at night, but I shoved away any fear.  It hurt to walk, and I had no clue where I was going, but I just trudged down the road, angrily muttering to myself.

I wasn’t a very violent person, but at the moment I wanted to punch a brick wall. I hadn’t even gotten  a chance to explain. And my own Mum was on her side! HA! I kicked a rock out of my way, making my toe throb.

I had somehow walked down to this little square, one I passed often in the mornings when I took a cab to work. I passed by a few shops, but soon the freezing air forced me into a small tea room. I ordered a plain cup of tea, and they handed it to me a moment later in a Styrofoam cup. I plunked myself down into a chair and starred daggers at my tea.

I didn’t blame Harry for this. How would he know that this would cause me so much trouble? He couldn’t. I blamed myself for not being able to come straight out and say it. to address it point blank. I felt like a failure. I just gripped the cup, no longer angry I felt really upset, and I wished Harry were here so he could comfort me. Just then, as if on cue, my phone beeped. I was a little worried it would be Eleanor or my Mum, but when I opened it, it was an unknown number.