Over Again

Look What The Cat Dragged In

SONG OF THE CHAPTER: "Turn Your Face" by Little Mix

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I sat in my father's arms, still calming down, when suddenly my doorbell rang.

"Are you okay?" Dad whispered.

"Yeah. Stuff like this is so hard without Mom." I gulped.

"I know." Dad sighed and hugged me. "But we'll make it."

"You sure?" I smiled. He chuckled, ruffled my hair, and walked doenstairs. The door squealed open and there was an awkward silence. What was going on? "Why the fuck are you at my house?" Dad growled.

"Look, Mr. Jones, I know I hurt your daughter, and I'm sorry. But just...let me see her so I can explain myself." A familiar voice pleaded. I gulped. Harry?

"She isn't home."

"Do you know where she might be?" Harry pleaded with my father.

"Why are you back in town, infatuated with my daughter? You hurt her and two days later you were sucking on some slut's face."

"I know. I understand why you're upset with me--"

"I'm MORE than upset. I am ready to rip your throat out." Dad growled.

"I understand. Please. Just let me talk to Lily."

"How long are you in town?"

"All summer." Harry replied shakily.

"She'll be in touch." Dad slammed the door in Harry's face and then pounded on the door. "DAMMIT!" He growled.

"Daddy?" I peaked out from behind the door as Harry's car drove away. "You okay?"

"That son of a bitch is in town trying to talk to you."

"Do I have to?" I whimpered.

"I told him you would. I'm sorry baby. But maybe this could be a good resolution for you, you know?"

"I don't want to see that ass." I bursted into tears again. "Don't make me." I kept wailing. "Don't make me, don't make me."

"You don't have to for a long time, it depends."

"On what?"

"When you want to. All this is up to you."

"Is NEVER an option?" I choked. Dad chuckled and hugged me tightly. "Go get some sleep, Princess. You look rough."

"Gee, thanks, Dad." I laughed and went into my room. I checked my phone.

iMessage from Harry. My heart dropped into the depths of my stomach. If I opened it, Harry would be able to see. I hesitated but opened it.

"Hi. I know you're probably ready to kill me. But I want a chance to explain myself. Are you free on Friday? Maybe we could go to dinner...?"

"Go to dinner with your precious little Ashlee, you fucking ass. I don't want anything to do with you."

"Lily, please."

"Give me one good reason why I should agree to this."

"Because I want another chance."

I froze. Another chance? Another chance at what?

"Another chance at what?"

"Maybe being your boyfriend."

"But Ashlee..."

"Modest! set me up with her."

"Why?"

"They didn't like me with a girl like you."

"A girl like me meaning..?"

"Honest. Innocent. They think I'm a bad boy, so I need a bad girl. They hired Ashlee."

"Why don't I believe you?"

"Are you fucking kidding me, Lily?!"

"No. Goodbye, Harry."

"Lily...you know what? GOODBYE."

I began to cry again.

I'd figured my eyes would run dry by now.

But I guess not.