Never Letting Go. (Sequel to Til Death Do Us Part.)

19. Full Of Joy..... Bowers

*Harry's P.O.V*

"Babe, do you think what Mrs.Pinnet said will actually work?" I call.

Aeron was in the shower and I was laying on the bed, channel surfing. Since we've been home, things have been weird. I asked her if she was okay, but she ignored me.

I asked if she was okay and she came straight upstairs. Not one word was spoken. I didn't know if it was my fault or not, so I just let her be. Until now that is.

I'm just trying to see if she's okay. That's all I want and all I need.

Don't get me wrong, I didn't want any fighting or arguing between us, but a nice chat about our session would be great.

I didn't know why, but that was Aeron. If she didn't want to talk, she didn't. She had every right not to, but I prefered it when she did talk. I loved hearing her voice. Weither she was yelling or completely calm. Her tone made me smile and there wasn't really anything I loved more than that.

"Babe." I call again.

Nothing.

I got up and went to the bathroom door, pushing it open alittle. The room was stuffy and thick with steam. The shower door was open and Aeron was leaning forward with her head pressed to the tile. Her hair blocking all means of view to her face. Her body was moving awkwardly. Trembling almost.

Did she feel like I do now when she saw me this way when she bruised me? I didn't mean to make her feel that way, but I was just so stunned by the way she reacted. By the power behind her shove that I was scared of her.

Maybe I was being alittle too touchy. I don't know, but I don't like her this way.

"Aeron, are you okay?" I ask.

She didn't respond, but slumped even further towards the wall.

I reaced forward and turned the water off, turning her my way, and lifted her from the shower. I sat her on her feet against the wall. I grabbed a towel from the closet by the door and walked over, wrapping her in the fabric.

As I dried her off, she looked at my face the entire time.

"Thank you." She says.

Her teeth were chattering and she sounded cold.

The breeze from the air around us was hugging her skin, threatening to freeze her.

"For what?" I ask.

"Helping me from the shower. I wouldn't have been able to do it by myself without falling on my face." She replies.

I chuckled and bit my lip.

"We wouldn't want that now would we?"

She smiled and leaned forward, taking the towel and wrapped it around us. I hugged her back, not caring that the towel was wet and she was as well.

I enjoyed having her this close to me.

I felt like I could protect her the proper way.

"Harry, I don't know what to do anymore." She says into my chest.

"What do you mean?" I ask.

I rubbed the soft blue fabric around her back to clear the water away.

"About us. Our lives together are downfalling."

I hugged her tighter.

"Well, we're going to fix it." I say.

She pulled back and looked at me.

"Harry, do you honestly believe that?"

"Yes, I do, Aeron." I nod.

She shook her head.

"I don't,"

I felt my heart break inside of my chest. Please, tell me she didn't just say that.

My tears were burning at the back of my eyes. It hurt to hold this all back.

She can't really want to break up. We've been together for years and we have a kid together. We're in love. We were supposed to grow old together and be the couple everyone is sick of seeing. We haven't gotten anywhere near that.

"Sex isn't our only problem. The trust is starting to fade. The little things we used to do aren't happening any longer. Everything is just falling apart with us." She sighed, pulling away completely and went to the bedroom.

I stood there.

She is doing this.

I followed behind her slowly.

She was at the closet getting dressed. She pulled her suitcase and started throwing things inside.

I sat on the bed and put my head in my hands.

This can't be happening right now.

"So, what are we going to do?" I mumble.

She sighed and ran a hand threw her wet hair.

"Nothing. Just like we've been doing."

She threw a hoodie inside and went to her dresser.

"Aeron, we were working our hardest." I say.

"And that's gotten us nowhere, Harry! The harder we try, the worse we fail. Just accept the fact that our relationship isn't as good as it used to be! It'll never be like that again!" She snaps.

"So, you're just going to give up on nearly nine years? We had it all and you're just giving up? So what that our relationship is hard now, but you not wanting to try anymore isn't helping. You're not putting forth effort to fix it."

"Fix what, Harry?! There's nothing to fix. Nothing to repair or build on! Everything has been fucked since Joy came along!"

"This is what this is about?! You think Joy is taking over?! She's not what I'm worried about!" I shout.

"If you wouldn't have met her like you promised, we wouldn't be in this situation! It's all your fault! Every problem that we've had in our relationship has been your fault! Joy, Twitter, Taylor! All of it!"

"Aeron, I know I messed up, but if you keep throwing the mistakes I've made in my face, the same problems are going to stay the same!" I retort.

"Mommy." I hear.

I turned and looked down at Annabelle.

Shit.

~Sorry, it takes so long to update. Loosing focus. I won't be able to update again until Friday or so. Bare with me. Please?

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