Part 3

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"Calm down! Calm down daisy!" said Anne. Harry's mother trying to calm mom down. Then Anne took mom to sit in the couch I looked at harry. He was staring at me with a concerned face and then when he saw me he smirked at me. I looked at him and started to walk towards my room.

"Wait Anna! Tell me! Tell me what I did wrong? Tell me why are you doing this to me? And this is not the first time" she was screaming at me all I could do was stair at the floor. What can I say them the truth? The truth about harry and his friends? No way! I can't say her. She will not believe me. And there bulling will become more Sevier than now. She kept on asking and I didn't reply so when she became more angry she pushed me back.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you not even answering me?" asked my mom pulling me front.

"i....I am sorry. I...I won't d..doo it a..again" I said looking at the floor. My mom walked and sat down in the couch. I can feel her angry stare burning through my flash. I quickly took my chance and ran upstairs to my room closing the door behind. I jumped on my bed and started to cry into the pillow. I can hear the conversation between my moms, Anne and harry.

"Where did you even find her harry?" asked my mom

"When I was driving down the road she was walking back here." Said harry.

"Why is she doing this to me? Why is she acting wild? This is not the first time bunking the school and coming home late night. She is getting out of hand" said my mom.

"It's okay daisy! Anna is really a good girl. I am sure she is going through a rough time. Maybe she went to clear her mind" said Anne.

I really love Anne. She is complete opposite of harry. She is super kind. She is like a mother to me. She never show any difference between me and Gemma. Me and harry grew up to gather. Let's just say because he is rich and I are poor compare to them. Thing didn't work out between me and him. he is the rich and famous cool kid in the school who all the girls die for and I am the poor kid in the school who no one give a shit about.

"But why is she not even answering.." I blocked them out of my head and closed my eyes. Icould feel the darkness taking over me.

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