Harry's pov
I don't believe her. I can't, but everything she said, all the events she explained to me make perfect sense. But I know that she would tell me if we had children together and she didnt being it up until now which only makes me believe she's just in it for the money.
However, if those children were mine by any chance, they'd be taken care of and she would too; for the sake of the children of course. I sit at the bench under the dim light and alone. I could have went another way in how i said things to her but when it comes to her, there is no way I can hold my tongue around her, never have and I'm not starting now; whether she works for me or not.
The wind picked up speed and tiny raindrops began falling from the sky. I got up and rushed to my car, having paid too much money for this suit for it to be ruined by the rain. As I get inaide my car I notice Jayde's pulling out of the parking lot and speeding down the road. I pull out and drive the opposite way and head towards home.
The drive consist of violent rain, fast wind, and people who all of a sudden forgot how to drive.
I pull up to the front gate leading to my house and press the clicker to open the gate. It ever so slowly spreads apart and I proceed to park my car in the round about and get out my car. When I entire my house, the lights are dimmed and its completely empty.
Sometimes I regret buying such a big house beacuse sixty percent of the time it's just me by myself, and the other times I usually just have family stay over or I have house parties. As I walk through the living room I spot half a bottle of scotch resting on the coffee table and bolt to retrieve it.
I ignore the constant and harsh burn and begin chugging it until I can't go any longer.
I just it down so about one fourth of the bottle is left. Keeping the bottle in my hand, I jog up the stairs into my room amd plop down on my bed and turn the tv on.
Before I even have the time to process what im doing I have my phone on speaker dialing Jayde's phone. Thankfully she picks up before it goes to voicemail.
"What do you want?" The voices of kids shouting are in the background and I stay silent to hear them clearly. "Harry, what do you want? Im busy right now." I shake my head and turn the volume down.
"What did I want? What did I want? Oh yeah, set up dna tests for the kids tomorrow at Doctor Carvers office at seven am sharp. Ill be there because I want to make sure they are actually mine before I start doing anything or caring." With that, I hang the phone up and chuck it across the bed; only to go back and retrieve it.
I scroll through my favorites list umtil it lands on the name I'm searching for and send her a message.
Come over babe, I need company tonight.
It buzzes back instantly with an 'ok' in reply. I watch about two or three episodes of Family Guy before I finally hear a car door slam close and my front door open. "Harry?" her swert voice rings throughout the house. Ive nissed her so much this last month and cannot wait to bw close to her. "Im my room babe!" she runs up the stairs and busts into my room with the widest grin on her face that Ive ever seen.
"Baby, Ive missed you!" she drops her backpack and purse in the middle of my floor, rids of her jacket and runs to my bed and straddles my waist. She grabs both sides of my face and strokes them with her thumbs. "Did you miss me?" I bite my lip and tightly grip her thighs. Leaning up, I smash my lips onto hers and pull her body close to mine.
"I can show you better than I can tell you."
"Hand me the bottle." The abescence of her hand leaves my stomach cold as she reaches to hand me the bottle of scotch. She lays it on the opposite site of my chest and picks her head up to look at me.
