Forever and Always

Chapter 26

Harry and I laid in bed naked. Our hands together, his arm around my shoulders as I leaned on his arm. Making love was great, but now I couldn't help but think about tomorrow. It would be be a night mare. I don't know how long I'll cry. I don't know if my friends will be there to support me since they all might be too drunk to care and Courtney will be on her honey moon.  

"I'm scared." I stated, I didn't know what I wanted from this conversation about to happen. There was nothing we could change about it, and it's not like I was going to do something stupid just be in prison with him. 

"I know." he said. There was really nothing else to say about it. "I am too." I was shocked a little. I don't know why though. Harry didn't scared much, but this was prison, he cleary did some serious shit too get there.

"Why?" 

"I'm afriad what will be in there. I may seem tough out here but in there, there are guys who have murdered many people. Yeah I killed like two guys, but these people are like serial killers, or people who kill people and do all sorts of other. They've killed more people, or maybe even their parents. They may seem sorry but they'll be tough and won't mind beating me up." he turned his face to mine. "They allow people to get beat up, some times they stop it but most of the time no." he turned to look back up at the ceiling. "I'm also scared you won't come and visit me. You'll think you can't get through this and move on, or meet someone who is better than me in every way. You may even forget about me. One day you won't even know why that ring is on your finger and you'll throw it out or something. If you remember you might come to visit me just to tell me that you don't want to get married anymore, that you found someone else.... and you'll be wearing a different ring." he paused, and sighed. "It's stupid I know."

"No its not. You have nothing to worry about. I won't ever leave you. I can't say anything about those guys, but I guess you can punch them all you want." I meant that in a humerous way but I didn't find it funny and neither did he. "I love you, and I won't ever stop loving you." I said, I kissed his cheek. This Harry was so different from any Harry I ever saw. He was broken, and worried about something that would never happen.

"You say that now, but in ten years from now someone else might have swept you off your feet." I smiled a little at his words. 

"I'll be too busy counting down the days till I get to hug you again to think about any one else." he smiled, a dimple showing. I poked and his smile grew again.

"I'm going to miss you poking my dimples, and pretty much everything about you."

"I'll miss everything about you too." I ran my hands down his back, and cupped the side of his face. "Don't you think one second while your in there that I'm out with any other guy. No one could ever replace you." 

"okay," is all he says, and he closes his eyes. Soon he was softly breathing, I soon fell asleep afterwards. Terrified and calm at the same time.

We both woke up early. Wanting to spend as much time together as possible before the police came to take Harry to the prison. This would be the longest 10 years of my life. Countless calls from my mother saying that she told me so and how I should go out with some other guy. I'll be fighting her for the next ten years, and my relationship with my mother might be completely distroied, even though it always has been awful between us.

I wonder what Harry was thinking right now. He didn't look nervous, but he has to be. I don't know him tons, I don't know him inside and out as an egaged couple should, but that didn't worry me. By the time he gets out of prison we'll still be engaged, and we'll know each other more than we know ourselves.

We sat on the couch, watching tv waiting for there to be a knock on the door. We didn't talk, just sat their close together. My head on his chest, his arm wrapped around me. Trying to forget about what would happen in only a few hours. It wasn't going very well, at least not for me.

A few more hours and then there was a knock on the door. Harry shot up and walked over slowly. Looking back at me, holding his hand out for me to follow. I grabbed it, my hand shaky. He walked over and before he opened the door he kissed me. Tenderly. A kiss that soon sngulfed me, running my hands through his hair. He pushed me against the wall. This would most likely be our last kiss for ten years.

There was a more ergent knock this time, so we had to stop. Harry grabbed my hand again and opened the door. Five police men stood there, waiting.

"Are you ready?" one of them asked? Harry nodded.

"Can I at least...." he said gestering to me, they all nodded and stepped off. Stoping to wait for him. Harry stepped out on the porch, and I followed. We hugged, just hugging. I warm hug.

"I love you." he whispered.

"I love you." I said back, and then he walked toward the police men. A few looked back at me sympathetically. Harry was in the car looking at me. I waved, he waved back and then the car drove away.