Chapter 22.

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Harry's POV

Sitting in a hospital waiting room with a bunch of crying people is never fun. When you're one of them it's even worse. I thought I could hold it together, at least while her parents were here. Maybe I wasn't as tough as I had thought.

"I never knew she was like this. The drugs and the alcohol, it wasn't her. She was always such a good girl. What happened to here?"

"I don't know." I answered her mother.

The truth is I did know. Her accident changed her. It was like she was a different person, but in the same body. Sure, she liked most of the same things but a lot of things she had only seen in movies.

The drinking started about three months after she was released from hospital. At first, it was only a drink or two at a party, then four then five. It got to the point where she could no longer stand.

The drugs weren't too long after that, I guess it came with the territory. Here new friends didn't help either. They were just as screwed up as she was.

I don't know when she got her first tattoo. I suppose it was there for a while before I noticed it. She would never tell me what it meant, nor what language it was in so I let it go. The piercing's and hair colouring were just to add to the whole façade that was now Leah Davies, myself being the only one who knew the real Leah, at least who she used to be.

"But the hair, the clothes, all of that makeup... it just doesn't make sense. She wasn't like this when she left for college." Mrs. Davies held backs weep as she talked about her deceased child. "She was still my baby."

I didn't want to tell her parents what she had done to Piper. Hearing what kind of a girl she had turned out to be was enough without adding to the pain they already felt.

"This is why she didn't want us to visit." Her father spoke for the first time tonight. "She had been lying to us Marian. This whole time she was lying." His face was dry and only held anger. "This girl is not my daughter." He announced while standing up and storming out of the room.

"Gerald please." Marian stood up and followed her husband out of the room, leaving me alone with her older brother.

"Harry yeah?"

"Yep." I answered coolly.

Finn had never liked me much, not that I had a fucking clue why, but he didn't so I had to treed carefully when it came to him.

"I know you lied to my mum and dad." He what? "It was so obvious. The way you wouldn't make eye contact or how you fiddled with the zipper on your jacket. The only thing you didn't do was grow a four foot long nose, Pinocchio."

"Finn it wasn't like that--"

"Really?!" He shot up and raised his voice enough that it almost made me flinch. "Because it seems to me that you're hiding stuff from my parents about my dead fucking sister!" Finn strode closer and grabbed the collar of my shirt. "So I suggest that you tell them what you know you tattooed punk, before I have to beat it out of you."

I couldn't take this anymore, I had gotten to my breaking point. I pushed Finn off of me and all the way across to the other wall.

"I was trying to protect your parents you dumb shit! They wouldn't want to know what the fuck Leah has been doing?!"

"Well maybe I do!" He said as he pushed me off.

"Fine! You really want to know?!" He nodded. "Drugs and alcohol are pretty high on the list of reckless shit she was into now."

"Drugs--"

"I wasn't finished." I stopped him. "That's not enough the worst part of the whole mess that was Leah's life." I took a single step closer to him due to the softened tone of my voice. "You know what she did her very first day of college? It sure as he wasn't what she told you and your family. She beat up her new roommate."

He looked so shocked that I thought he might fall to the ground, but I continued.

"I literally had to pull her off before she did any real damage to the innocent girl."

"But Leah would never do that. She hates confrontation."

"Yeah? Well the next day she slapped that same girl across the face, left a bruise and everything."

With that a crying women's voice was heard coming from the entry and I knew who it was and what she had just heard.

"Mum you shouldn't have be listening to that." Finn spoke first as I watched the scene unfold.

"You!" She pointed to me. "You're lying! You have to be lying!" Mrs Davies then proceeded to hit my chest as she screamed through her tears while I stood there and let her. "You liar." She repeated.

"Mum stop!" Finn yelled out but she didn't listen so he had to pull her off to which she collapsed into his arms.

"I think you should go." He told me and I agreed.

Pipers POV

"Okay. It happened about a year ago. Sarah was dating this guy, Trent two years above her. I never liked him. He was a total douche bag and he treated her like dirt. So one day I saw him at school and I was going to tell him to stay away from her when he threw a punch. I was totally put off and I didn't want to fight him but I had to defend myself. I went throw my first punch when one of my mates pulled him off. Next thing he's expelled and getting shipped off to Australia to live with his Aunty. I don't know where he is now. I just want it to be far away from Sarah."

"That's terrible. Why would she stay with him when he was nothing but bad for her?"

"It was her first serious boyfriend. She didn't know what a real relationship was and I'm sure she still doesn't."

"And she hates you for breaking that up. I get it."

"Yeah. Just don't tell her please. If she wants to tell you she will."

"Okay, I'll keep it to myself."

"Thank you."

"So this Trent guy--" I started but was silenced by the entrance of our teacher.

"Everyone take their seats and shut up." He order and I quickly shut my mouth. "I am your teacher and you will listen to me at all times." He slammed his briefcase on the desk before taking a seat and putting his feet up. "Before we begin you should know a few things on how I work. You will not talk unless I ask you too, you will not answer a question unless I ask you too, and you will most certainly not be late to class; ever."

I had a feeling I wasn't going to like this class. I didn't work well in this sort of hostile environment and this was defiantly one of those situations.

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