Remember Me?

Chapter 9

Harry P.O.V

I past the wall of pictures on my way back to the living room, stopping at the one that made Scarlet have a break down. How could she think she is a bad mother? She is an amazing mother. She doesn't remember somethings because of her damn accident, which she doesn't know that I've had nightmares about as well since it happened. I didn't sleep on purpose for the first week she was in the hospital but it was effecting my ability to take care of my daughter, my mother has been keeping her at night for me so I can sleep and in case I have nightmares, I don't wake her as well. The first month Scar was in the hospital, I didn't leave. I couldn't leave just in case she woke up. I refused to call her parents, they hadn't spoken in a couple years anyways, well at least not her and her mother. After the second month, my mother made me leave for at least four hours so I could go home, sleep or do whatever for me, which that time was mostly spent looking at all of our photos from the time we started dated to now and working. The third month she was still in her coma, I took in Darcy a couple of times to see mommy, thinking maybe hearing her baby there with her would wake her up but the most that happened was a couple of hand twitches, the doctors told me that that happens with coma patients all the time and that it didn't necessarily mean she was close to waking up. I'm really surprised I have a job still, in all honesty. My boss being my sister helped, of course. Gemma loves Scarlet, she calls everyday to see how she's doing and when I wasn't at the hospital, Gemma took my seat next to Scarlet's bed. The day Scarlet woke up Gemma was in the cafeteria and someone told her parents what happened and where Scarlet was so was Gemma got back up to her room and saw that their was two strange people sitting on the bed next to her and that Scarlet was awake, she called me. I was so mad I wasn't there when she woke up, even more pissed when her bitch of a mother tried to tell me I wasn't going anywhere near her daughter. I was so happy she was awake but I knew that if I caused an even bigger scene, security was going to take me away in handcuffs for assault. I left it alone and gave them some time together since they hadn't had any in years but I didn't forget why she left home, never looking back. Was it partly my fault? yes, I'll admit it but the bigger part had absolutely nothing to do with me. The damn doctor didn't even tell me that she checked herself out and went with her parents. 

Running into her on the street this morning was never a part of the plan to bring her home. She's told me many times that that house wasn't and never will be home to her, that she's never had a home until she meet me. Once I saw her arm this morning I knew exactly what happened. I was so angry when she started accusing me of being the one that caused her accident, I knew that's what lie her mother told her. I have learned that when I'm angry I need to walk away until I know I'm not doing to say something stupid. I just got in my car and went to my mum's. I talked to her about all of it and asked her if she could keep Darcy for another night because I knew as soon as I gave her that family photo, she was going to go back to the house and asking a whole bunch of stuff her mother didn't want her to figure out. Her mother is exactly why she ended up living with me when we were into six months of dating.

-Flash Back- (5 years ago)

"Harry?!" Scarlet's sobbing voice whispered in the phone speaker.

"Scarlet? Why are you crying? What the fuck happened?" I was wide awake at the point, looking over at my bedside table, reading the alarm clock. 2:30 am.

"I need you to come get me, now" she continued to whisper, trying to keep her sobbing voice quiet. I had already begun to get dressed pulling on my black skinny jeans and socks, looking for my damn boots. 

"Stay on the phone with me until I get there, understand?" I speak quickly as I finally find my boots and rush out the door, keys in hand. I ran out the door of my townhouse and hoped into the car, settling the phone on speaker and throwing it in the passenger seat, starting the engine and peeling out of the driveway.