Denial

ch. 40

Stood there in just a laced bra and undies, Kendall smirked at me leaving the door half open to my view. I honestly can't believe I came over here to listen to him and probably explain to him that for me, it wasn't all business; I loved him. I'm brought out of shock when I hear her persistent cough whilst her leg annoyingly taps, I presume waiting to hear why I'm knocking at their door this late.

"I-I came by to talk to Harry, tell him I stopped by" I demand, earning a low chuckle from Kendall.

"Just because Harry is obliged to be King along your side, doesn't mean a damn thing Scarlett. I'm still his girlfriend, and I'll always be there for him" She sternly informs me, like I don't already know everything she's scolding me with. I frown, and cross my hands across my chest.

"Your forgetting who the upcoming Queen will be, if I were you I'd keep my mouth shut. Your telling me things I already have knowledge of, so therefore everything coming out of your mouth is irrelevant to me. Goodnight" I state, walking away before she gets a chance at the last word. I walk back into my room, sliding down onto the floor finally letting tears spill . I can't tell him, it's obvious he doesn't feel for me the way I do for him; I can't.

"It's not of characteristic to see you like this" I hear an elegant yet familiar voice echo through the room. I stand up straight and I wipe away the tears, looking over to see my mother sitting on the chair by the open window leading to the patio.

"You wouldn't know, not like you spend any time getting to know me" I mutter, only approaching her as far as my bed goes.

"Scarlett" She breathes out now annoyed, "I'm fully aware of your resistance towards the decision, but I see your not resisting your feelings towards Harry. So, I don't see why you make such a huge deal for yourself, we raised you stronger than that"

My hands are balled up in fists on my sides hearing her say those words, 'we raised you stronger than this'. She didn't raise me at all, she was never there, ever. She doesn't know a single thing about me other than the fact that I hate the life I'm living, my father is the one who new me better than anyone else. My father is the one who taught me how to ride a bike, ride a horse, how to read, etc. Elizabeth just taught me table manners and how not to screw up her public image.

"You mean my father raised me stronger than that, and your right. I should be standing a little taller and stronger, but don't you think he wouldn't comply with the sudden decision YOU made and failed to consult me in? So don't you dare sit there and act like you know what's best for me, you don't know anything except for what's best for you" I finally say, a weight lifting off of me as I've been waiting to say this to her for as long as I can remember.

The only light aluminizing this room, is that of the moon through the patio door; But I can clearly see the emotionless face of my mother who just casually sits there, looking out into the kingdom below us. I can honestly say,
that I never got the chance to explore my hometown and the land I'll soon be ruling.

"You'll be attending a coronation of your reign in two weeks, I need your manners and speech to be completed by then. I will make sure to consult Harry" Ignoring what I had said before walking right past me, like if I were just air and exits without another word. I never understood why she had this, resentment towards me especially after my father passed. It's like she thought it were my fault or she finally got what she wanted so she decides to treat me how she truly feels about me without being questioned about it.

I walk over to my night stand and pick up the beautiful golden picture frame withholding my fathers picture. Em was right, we did look alike and I never noticed, I was always so used to looking at one picture of him while my memory was blurry when it came to my fathers every feature. I missed him more than words would ever be able to explain, I need him now more than ever.
'Wish you were here dad. I need you' I whisper, hugging the frame tightly against my chest. I break it away from myself and look at it for a while before gently setting it back down in its original spot.

As I'm getting ready to fall into a deep slumber in my queen sized bed, I hear two light knocks echo loudly coming from my bedroom door. Why can't anyone just let me be?! I will go ballistic on anyone who's decided to come and disturb me this late.

"Why can't anyone just let me be-" I start to say, as I open the door but I'm greeted with a tall and lean frame. I look up to see those bright green eyes and the unruly mop of curls, I can practically feel myself drool.

"Sorry, I-uh I mean Kendall informed me that you were looking for me?" He asks with a frown. I nod and politely invite him in, might as well get answers whilst we're alone and the castle is all fast asleep.

"I need answer Harry, thats it. Answers" I mutter, walking over to my dads picture frame.

"What're- what're you talking about Scarlett?" His deep voice asks, almost as if he's afraid of what I'm insinuating.

"Emily told me what she could, now I need to know why you truly came here." I feel myself almost break down looking over at his now hopeless facial expression, I don't want to know the reason anymore. I start to feel myself well up with tears again, when all I receive from Harry is pure silence. I look down at my feet wanting to look everywhere except at him, this can easily be the worst day of my denial life.

"Scarlett, I need you to look at me" He hums, his aura pinning me to the corner as I'm trying my best to keep the distance.

"Please" He coos, stroking his finger against my tear stained cheeks, my body accumulating to his touch as I unknowingly caress myself against him.

"I'm begging you, to tell me the truth. I don't think I'll be able to handle it if I keep hearing lies for my sake" I answer, finally bringing up the courage to stare deep into his enchanted green orbs.

"I just, need you to listen if what you want is the truth" He caresses as he grabs ahold of my hands with his and he walks us over to sit on my bed, one in front of the other.

"It's truly a long and tiring story, but I'll sum it up for you since I know you don't want to sit here listening to a never ending sap story-" I stop him with a frown, grabbing ahold of his cheek with my hand.

"I'm listening, I'm here" I whisper reassuringly.

"Scarlett, my father also passed. When I was 15 or so, I found out that my father had been unloyal to my mother with Queen Elizabeth. It was a family secret for the longest time until my mother told me due to a desperate situation, I was furious. My mindset after what I heard, was pure vengeance. I was so fixated on the anger I held towards your mother, not helping my father after he had given up his own family for yours. She lied to him, she made him think that she'd actually leave your father for mine. Instead, she hit two birds with one stone" He mumbles, now stepping up and walking away from me.

"Scar, I wanted to hurt you, and your family" He sighs, grabbing ahold of his curls in anger and disappointment. All I can manage to think, is the lack of knowledge I had and still have of all of this. No wonder my 'mother' has kept me locked up in this castle for so long, she just wants me to keep up with HER legacy. All she thinks of is herself and not about the wellbeing of her own daughter.

"Say something, please" Harry says, his voice almost inaudible approaching me gently. I'm not upset with him, if I were in his position I could only see myself doing the same.

"Thank you, for telling me all of this. That's all I needed to know, you can leave if you'd like" I suggest, motioning him towards the door. I assume he needs to get back to his girlfriend, so I don't want to keep him any longer than I should.

"Scarlett, I'm not going anywhere" He says, stepping up to me. His face inches away from my own, I can practically feel his minty breath on my lips. All I can think about is the lust and feelings I feel for this guy, for the guy that I've always claimed to hate, the man I hope to spend the rest of my life with.

"I Love You"