Getting through her brother's funeral wasn't as hard as Autumn was expecting it to be. This time she wasn't alone, she had Amy, Lou, even the girls being there seemed to help. But most of all there was Harry, he never once left her side. He was always there for her to lean on if she needed to, or a hand to hold.
All that changed days after the funeral, Harry decided he was going to take Steven's bike, his out for a ride, that was 5 days ago. He hasn't called her or anyone else to let them know he was fine. The only way they knew he was, was the media reports, twitter feeds and other social media sites showing him out in different bars with different people every night.
And what was Autumn's way of coping with his behavior? She was once again not eating or sleeping thinking she wasn't good enough to be in a relationship with anyone, not only that she was spending all her time painting Harry's bike. She just hoped he liked what she was doing with it. The only thing she had to go by was his tattoos, they were all nautical in themed so that's what she went with on his bike to.
On the gas tank she painted and ship, simular to the one on his arm, surrounded by waves with a beautiful mermaid jumping out of one. On one fender was the ships wheel and compass and the other was the rope and anchor.On the 6th day of being gone Harry come roaring back into his drive to see Em walking up the steps to Lou and Amy's house. Putting to the kick stand down on his bike he jogs over to her. "Hey Pumkin what you doing over here by yourself?"
"Aunty Rainy is taking a nap and I want to play with Tia." Em says.
"Oh well in that case, come on." Harry smile swinging the small child up into his arms and walks into Lou's house without knocking. When he hears what Amy says he wished had though.
"I mean it Lou. I just might kill him myself." Amy snaps. "How many time does he expect Rainy to forgive him for his whoring around. My God have you seen her, she's fucking killing herself over that God damn prick. And there is nothing I can do about it."
"You're talking about me I take it." Harry says putting Em down.
Amy spins around and pins Harry with a look Harry's never seen before. She then kneels down and asks Em. "Hey sweety. Where's your Aunt?"
"She's taking a nap on the kitchen floor." Emily tells them innocently.
"Oh God." Amy cries as she runs for the door, stopping right before she steps out. She spins around and holds her hand up. "Stop. You will not follow me." She snaps at Harry. "You will stay here and watch the girls. Lou you come with me."
"Amy you will not keep me away from Autumn." Harry snaps.
"I don't fucking have to Harry you do a damn good job of that yourself." Amy screams at him before running to Autumn's house.
Amy and Louis run into Autumn and find her in the kitchen passed out just like Emily said. She was thinner than she was before, and she looked to be barely breathing. Lou calls 911 while his wife sobbed.
Harry was pacing the living room thinking Amy or Lou would come back over and tell him she was fine. The next thing he knew he was hearing sirens and seeing flashing lights of an ambulance pulling into Autumn's drive. Grabbing the girls up into his arms he threw the door open and started to run across the street, but he saw they were loading her up already, so he ran to his house and went to the garage as soon as the door opened the first thing he noticed was his car was covered by a tarp. He knew he didn't do that, so he looked around, and what he saw about made him fall to his knees.
The whole time he was gone, once again leaving Autumn alone, she was here painting his bike in the most beautiful nautical theme he's ever seen. Hell the gas tank alone belonged in an art gallery it was so beautiful.
Harry shakes his head and puts the girls in his car and buckles them up, then he get in and backs out and drives to Tampa Memorial. As soon as he walks in Amy runs over and grabs Tia and Em from him.
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Rising Tide
FanfictionAutumn Rain Peterson has always wanted to travel. So when she found her brother she had been looking for, for years she had that chance. Steven Ashton was the captain of a cruise ship. He needed a babysitter for his daughter while he worked. When he...