What Harry had Done- Book 1

Chapter 20

"Bets? Is everything alright?" Harry asked Bessie as she stared at him with wide eyes.

"Um, uh," was all Bessie could say in her shocked state.

"Bets?" Harry asked as he grabbed Bessie's arms as she tried to run out of the room.

"Please let go of me," Bessie said looking at the floor.

"Not until you tell me what is going on," Harry demanded.

Bessie stubbornly shook her head.

"Bets, please," Harry asked sweetly.

Bessie shook her head again.

Harry tightened his grip and said, "Bets. Tell me."

"Harry, please," Bessie pleaded.

"I am not letting go till you tell me what's wrong. Now tell me!" Harry yelled.

Bessie squired uncomfortably in Harry's tight grasp.

"Um, remember that night when I had a nightmare and was screaming in my sleep?" Bessie mumbled.

"Yes," Harry said quickly.

"Well, I dreamt about then Mr. Moore raped me but that time, it wasn't Mr. Moore who raped me, it was you," Bessie said painfully.

"What?" Harry asked feeling scared.

"That's not the worst part," Bessie said sniffling.

"What's the worst part?" Harry asked in nervousness.

"I... you... um... once you finished raping me, you um killed me," Bessie said with tears.

Harry did not know what to think.

"In my dream, you were wearing exactly what you have on now," Bessie said barley above a whisper.

Harry was befuddled. Discombobulated. Discombobulatedly befuddled.

"I'm sorry," Bessie said quietly.

"I need to get some fresh air," Harry said as he ran out the door.

She got most of that right. He raped her. It just hit Harry what he had done. He destroyed the trust Bessie gave him. If she ever found out she would leave him. She was spectacular in bed but now reality was knocking at Harry's door.

Bessie was already raped once, and he raped her out of needs. Pathetic.

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"I'm gonna take out the trash," Bessie said to Harry as he sat on the couch with Robert and Lacie watching their favorite movie for the thousandth time.

"K," Harry said over his shoulder.

Harry did his best not to make things awkward between them. Bessie was too precious to lose. A day without Robert and Lacie was a day wasted. Life just was not complete without his family.

Bessie climbed the stairs carefully. This stomach bug was killing her.

She finally reached her bathroom. The last trash can in the house. Hallelujah.

As Bessie emptied the trash can, a strange bottle hit the ground. Bessie stopped what she was doing and picked up the bottle. She read the label and started to tear up.

'No. Not under my nose. Not Harry. He wouldn't do that. He loves Robert and Lacie too much. How could he?' Bessie thought to herself.

Bessie quickly composed herself and went to find Harry.

"Harry, can I talk to you for a second?" Bessie asked coldly.

"Now?" Harry complained.

"Yes. Now," Bessie  demanded.

Harry sighed and slowly got up from the couch giving Lacie a kiss on the head.

"What is it?" Harry asked once they were outside in the cold.

"Harry, can you explain to me why I found this in my bathroom trashcan?" Bessie asked waving the bottle in Harry's face.

Harry's face instantly went white. How could he have been so stupid.

"Harry, answer me. Why did I find an empty lube bottle in my bathroom," Bessie said with angry tears threatening to come out.

"Bets, I can explain," Harry started to say.

"Then explain," Bessie said fiercely.

Harry just stood there looking at Bessie with sad eyes.

"EXPLAIN!" Bessie cried.

"Bets," Harry croaked.

"I thought you would be faithful but you go behind my back and had sex with another girl in my own home. Is it because I don't want to have sex? Because I'm too scarred to? Why?" Bessie pleaded.

Harry was shocked in what she said. Bessie did not know what he had done but thinks he has cheated on her.

"No, it's just, um," Harry said trying to think of something to say.

"Harry, why can't you tell me?" Bessie said reaching for his arm to get his attention.

"It's complicated," Harry whispered.

Bessie and Harry stood in anger filled silence as Bessie tried to gather her cool.

"How about I make this solution easy for you," Bessie said painfully, "maybe we need to spend some time apart."

"For how long?" Harry said holding back his attempt to cry.

"I'll find you if I can think up a better excuse for you," Bessie said trying to sound brave but failing.

Harry nodded with difficulty. He knew this was the end.

"You know where to find me when you're ready," Harry achingly said.

Bessie nodded as a fresh round of tears sprang up.

Harry walked over to Bessie and gave her a long kiss on her forehead. Her skin was cold and wet from tears. He was going to miss her beautiful grey eyes like crazy.

Before Harry could lose himself in the moment, he left Bessie in the cold to say goodbye to the kids he could not live without.

Lacie was crying when she realized what was going on. She grabbed on to Harry and refused to let go. Robert sat there with a confused look on his face as Harry told him to be good for his mother. Hearing from Harry that it was up to him to protect Lacie and his mother made Robert choke up a little.

Harry sufferably drove out of Bessie's small neighborhood with a tear rolling down his face. It was all his fault. It was what he had done. If only he could have just waited...