Lost for You

Chapter 19

I reach my hand across the bed only to find myself gripping empty sheets.

"Harry?" I murmur, rubbing my eyes only to find him nowhere in sight. 

I stretch my whole body out, pulling a bit too much that my back begins to hurt.

"Ouch" I say grabbing my side. 

I stand up out of bed, my head spinning a little from getting up too fast. I stand for a few seconds, letting the queasy feeling pass before heading down stairs.

"Harrys gone" Tyler says before I can ask. He's sitting on the kitchen bench, a small frown on his face as he looks at his phone.

"When?" I say a little hurt that he didn’t say goodbye... again!

"Last night or early this morning I should say" he says, casually taking a bite of his toast, still staring at his phone.

"What! When he was still drunk? Did he drive?!" I panic and Ty finally takes his eyes off his phone, turning to me now.

"Jeez do you think I'm stupid, of course not." he says holding up Harrys keys, giving them a little jingle.  "I heard him stumbling down the stairs last night and I caught him just as he was walking out the front door"

He pauses and I look at him expectantly to carry on with the story.

"So he was about to take off and I told him he was too pissed to drive but he said he didn't care. I forced him back in to the house but he was so eager to leave. He was spouting all this shit about how he couldn't be here anymore and how he's sorry cause it's going to hurt her so bad." he says, confusion making his eyebrows squeeze together.

"Who's her?" I say matching my brothers’ facials.

"I don't know Jamie, I think he was too drunk to even know what he was talking about. Anyway he was so determined to leave and I knew you would kill me if I let him drive so I drove him back to his house and I haven't been back to sleep since. So, goodnight" he says getting off the bench and walking towards his room.

"What about his car?!" I shout down the hallway, staring at his keys in my hand.

"He said he'll pick them up today!" my brother shouts back just before closing his bedroom door.

At least he's coming back. I promise when he turns up I'm not going to hold back on all the questions I've wanted to ask just because I didn't want him to get mad. I've ignored his hidden problems for too long now and it's time for him to out them to me. Especially if he's going to be smashing things in my house as well as show up drunk at 3.00am in the morning. I at least deserve to know what for! I thought that by now he would have told me what was getting him so worked up over the past week but no, not a word! I could feel my blood boiling at just the thought of him keeping secrets from me. First he was acting strange when that Victoria women was around, then the supermarket rush followed by his disappearance that he didn't even tell me about. Was it really that hard for him to just let me know he was OK rather than let me worry!? And to top it all off he turns up drunk and then wants to leave. I'm going to throttle him when I see him for making me worry so much. I'm so confused. Harry never use to keep anything from me and now I feel like he shuts me out completely. I leave the kitchen and make my way upstairs to the bathroom. I need to cool down before I smash something myself...

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'Ty where is Harrys car?" I say as soon as I enter the door. I drop the steak on the bench that Ty begged me to go get for him for his diner.  I did as he asked seeing as he did sort of look after Harry early this morning.