Four} Apology
Shaylie’s POV
I was becoming even more shocked as I read through Harry’s entries. From what I had read so far Harry wasn’t the Harry I thought he was. Sure he’d been called a womanizer, but I had always refused to believe it. Now my faith that Harry was a good boy was wavering.
By now, it had gotten pretty late so I got up from my spot on the ground and started walking back home. It was dark and during the winter it was incredibly cold at night. I didn’t want my parents to be worried either. I made sure I had the diary and the key and my book in hand before I left. Snow was falling and it clung it my clothes and hair and the tress became thinner. The snow was still deep enough to feel I was going to lose a shoe though.
When I finally made it to the edge of the woods I found myself near my neighbor’s house. Mine was just on the other side. I walked quickly through their yard to get to mine and get inside. I hadn’t realized I’d become as hungry as I was. I was now really looking forward to dinner.
As I got nearer I could smell the delectable smell of cooking food coming from the house. I made my journey shorter by running the rest of the way. Once I was at out doorstep I slipped off my jacket, boots, hat, and scarf that were all snow covered. After that I went straight to the kitchen.
“Hey mom, hey dad,” I greeted both of them.
“It’s about time you came home,” my dad said looking up from the newspaper.
“I’m sorry. Everything was just so loud and crazy earlier. I just wanted to get away from it all,” I explained.
“It’s fine,” mom said. “You’re home now and that’s all that matters.”
“Where’s Owen?” I asked as I looked around for my eleven year old brother.
“He went to stay with Silas,” mom answered. “You remember him right?”
Of course I remember that blonde little twerp. He tried to kiss me last fall while I was sleeping. It wasn’t a pleasant experience to wake up with his face inches from mine. I just about had a heart attack before I pushed him off me. He couldn’t even look me in the eyes since that day.
“Yes, I definitely remember Silas,” I told mom.
“Shay, dinner won’t be for another half hour. If you want you can go watch TV or something,” mom said as she grabbed some spices from the cabinet. I just nodded to reply. This was a perfect time to read more of Harry’s diary. So I ran up to my room and threw my book aside before lying on my bed with Harry’s next entry already open and ready to read.
June 28, 2009
Yesterday mom came into my room and forced me to write an apology letter to Daniella and her mom. I wasn’t sure there was a good reason to apologize to Daniella, but I still wrote the apology to both of them since mom thought otherwise.
I wasn’t really sure what to say though. I thought of writing ‘sorry I fucked your daughter’ but that would just piss Jessica and mom off even more.
Eventually I finished the apology. In my letter I told Jessica I was sorry for having sexual intercourse with her daughter in their house. I told Daniella that I was sorry by saying that it was wrong of me did such things with her. I didn’t truly mean it though. I was glad I got the chance to do it with Daniella.
This morning I headed down the street to their house to give them my letter. I was nervous already, but on top of it all, mom wanted me to read it out loud to both of them. To calm my nerves somewhat, I hummed some tunes as I walked. It made the time pass by more pleasantly.
Before I knew it, I was standing in front of their large, white house. I took a deep breath and started walking to the door. A sign stopped me halfway.
'Johansson Realty Co.
For sale by owner
For more information call:
1-866-539-3200
1-886-539-5780'
‘No,’ I whispered. I felt a tear run down my cheek.
I ran up to the door. I noticed something taped to the door. I ripped it off the door, not caring who it was for. Thankfully it was addressed to me.
Harry,
Hey Harry. It’s Daniella. I’m so sorry about all of this. After you left my mom was furious. She made me pack my things and took my phone. She deleted your number, I just know it. I wish I would have memorized it.
Anyway, she said we were moving now, instead of in a few months like we were planning. I was going to tell you eventually. I don’t know exactly where we’re moving right now, but mom says it’s far away.
I didn’t want any of this to happen. I’m so sorry Harry. Maybe we’ll meet again someday. I’ll never forget you.
Love,
Daniella
By now the tears were streaming down my face fast and hard. I didn’t know what to do other than run back home as fast as I could. My letter to Jessica and Daniella was crumpled and tear stained.
Once I got home I slammed the front door. It grabbed my mom’s attention.
“Harry, are you alright?” she asked while I started up the stairs. I stopped halfway and turned to her.
“She’s gone,” I whispered.
“Come again baby?” Mom asked softly.
“She’s gone,” I said louder. “She’s gone mom. Daniella is gone! They packed up their shit and moved! I’ll never see her again!”
“Harry, it’ll be o-“
“No mom! It won’t be okay!” I screamed. I ran to my room closing the door behind me. I feel like I’m all alone now. Nothing will make them come back. And if we hadn’t gotten caught, none of this pain would be in my chest right now.
AN: Hey everyone! Hope you liked this chapter! Daniella is gone! Poor Harry.
Anyway, I feel sad because today’s the last show of the TMH tour in the US so 5SOS and 1D are leaving. But they’ll be back eventually!
Stay beautiful,
XxLily
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