Something Great (h.s.)

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Harrys POV:

I was taken aback by the question with no idea on how to answer it. Of course I still love your grandmother, but I don't know if you're old enough to understand that, sometimes, things don't work out the way we plan.

"Grand dad!" Darcy stands in the chair and grabs my ear, speaking into it like a microphone," Is dis thing on? Do you lub my gramma?"

I take her off of the chair and place her onto the floor.

"Yes, pickle, Without a shadow of a doubt." I whisper, despair filling my eyes.

"Grand dad, she still Lubs you, too! Weally, she does, but every time I ast she says she will not be a fool for you".

I look at her puzzlingly, trying to figure out where all the curiosity of her grandmother and I came from. I love Sterling, but sadly for me, she moved on long ago.

"Baby girl, your grandma and I will always love eachother-"

"Well why you can't just marry eachover alweady?!"

"Why can't you-" I attempt to correct her but she cuts me off, stomping her feet.

"Grandad, dis is no time for you to teach me glammer-"

"Grammar-"

She rolls her eyes," dis is a sewious matter. I want you and gramma to get back togever so that she does not have to be with a lot of guys like my mommy does. Sometimes they're mean to me. One of 'em Jeff, he hits me all the time, and it makes me so mad, but mommy says that I need to learn to listen to him or else I get hit, but sometimes I don't eben do anything wong and it's not fair. Sometimes mommies other friend, Jake-" she stops talking, her eyes grow wide and she gasps in realization," Grand dad, pwease do not tell mommy I told you. I'm not sposed to tell anybody", her eyes brim with tears, and I feel an aching in my heart. I pull her into my arms.

"I won't tell her you said anything, but tell me pickle, what were you saying about Jake?" I rub her back calming my, but tears pour from her eyes and she begins sniffling.

"I'm not sposed to tell you grand dad, I could get hurt again", she's muffled because she's pulled into my chest.

"Pickle, I promise, I won't ever let him hurt you again. Please tell me what he did so I can help you."

She pulls away from me, and looks around suspiciously even though we're the only two in the house. She whispers," wheneber mommy leaves, he tells me that if I don't take of my clothes and kiss him, he's gonna hit me and mommy, and when he kisses me, he touches me on my.. On my.." She starts sobbing and I pull her into my chest.

"It's okay, pickle, he won't hurt you anymore. I promise.

I'm gonna beat his a**. What the hell is wrong with that woman, bringing this innocent child around such danger.

She continues crying," but what about mommy. He's gonna hurt my mommy, he's gonna hurt my mommy. She's with him now grand dad, you hab to help her!" She stops crying to let more exasperated cries escape her lips.

"Your mommy is going to be alright, pickle." I kiss her forehead and pull her into my arms.

"How do you know grand dad?" She looks up at me with big, watery, puppy dog eyes, and a pouted lip. Her cheeks are red from the heat of her crying. "How do you know, granddad?"

Truth is, I don't.

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A/n sorry it took so long for me to update. It was literally the busiest time of my life. I'm back though, to stay. I owe y'all like 50 updates hahaha. Stay tuned - brink❤️