Elizabeth's POV
Since Harry had come home (without any breakfast,may I add) he hasn't been the same. He's been....standoffish and isolated. I tried asking him why,but,it seems he's giving me the 'silent treatment' for some unknown (at least it's unknown to me) reason. Right now,he was sitting on the couch,zoned into some television program. I plopped down beside him,ready for answers.
"Harry,...please tell me what's made you so upset. I can help you...did I do something wrong? Please answer me..." This was so unlike him.
For the first time that day he turned to with a sad smile barely visible on his face. "I need to tell you something...I'm sorry I didn't tell you before...it's just...I didn't know how you'd feel about it and all..."
"Harry,you can tell me anything..."
"Eli and I became the best of friends after you had just left in third grade...in highschool...we became more than friends...he started to become too clingy and possessive. But,that didn't bother me,I thought I was in live with him. Then,one night...as I was walking home...I was mugged by a group of guys from our school. I tried to fight back,but,there was too many if them. They called me queer and fag. I was pissed! I went home and Eli tried to find out what was wrong. I got so annoyed and angry that I slapped him across the mouth...I was so ashamed and angry with myself that I ended our relationship. He begged me not to,but,I couldn't live with myself if I ever hurt him again. That's why I was giving you the silent treatment. I needed to cool down..."
"What does that have to do with why you're upset? Why are you telling me this now?"
"Eli came over the other night,probably drunk. He begged for me to break up with you and take him back. I couldn't. And I told him that. This morning,I was listening to the radio and I heard that he had tried to...........kill himself."
"Oh my gosh,Harry. I'm so sorry..."
"I think he's going to be ok...."
".....Do you want to talk about it?"
?
"No..."
"Ok."
There was a long silence before he said "Do you want make some brunch?"
"Sure!" I chirped,trying to brighten up the atmosphere. Then,we headed into the kitchen.
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