Unpredictable Love

Chapter 57

Chapter 57

Karleigh's POV

Most of last night was a blur, but some thing's I remember.

Niall kissed me.

Harry kissed Mandy.

Harry brought me home, but my mother kicked him out.

And lastly, Harry told me he loved me.

Part of me wants to believe that I'm making up the last one, that I'm simply manipulating my own memories in order to make myself feel better. But I know better than that, I remember the look in his hazel green eyes. That, is not something I can imagine.

Luckily for me, no hangover has come with the alcohol I consumed from last night. Hallelujah. Unfortunately for me, a throbbing ache is burning my palm. When I glance down at my pained hand, more memories flood through my mind. A deep gash is visible on my palm, along with some dried blood.

Images of me throwing Aunt Jocelyn's vase and my cell phone at the wall play through my memory. I lean forward to look at the floor to see if there is a pile of glass still. Surprisingly there isn't, Mom must've cleaned it up.

As if on cue, my Mom walks right I to my bedroom at the thought of her. She gives me a weak smile, and I feel pathetic for being so vulnerable in front of her yesterday. In her hand is a thick folder, and my eyes stay on the manilla-folder as she approaches my bed.

Without permission, she sits down on the edge of my bed and daringly looks me in my eyes. "What is that?" My hoarse voice asks her.

She weakly hands me the folder and I hesitantly take it from her hands and begin flipping through it. Realization washes over meas I see all of my transcripts from high school.

"College is fast approaching." My mom murmurs and I want to slap her.

"Why the fuck are you giving this to me?" I snap and she sighs.

"Karleigh, you're much to smart to let this opportunity slip through your fingers. Texas has some amazing colleges, and with your 4.72 GPA I doubt that they'd deny you. You need to apply." She tells me gently.

I try to be angry with her but I can't, only sadness finds it's way to me.

"Here in Texas? So that means I can't come back to Atlanta with you?" I whisper and she nods slowly.

My mom hands me another stack of papers, Andes I read over them I notice that they're college applications. I nod, and grimace at her.

"Alright." I say. Without another word, she stands from my bed and heads towards the door. Before she can leave, I call out to her.

"Mom!" I call.

She doesn't turn around, just stops in her tracks. "Thank you, for...yesterday." I choke out, and she gives me one nod before exiting.

I fall back against the pillow, papers scattered all over my bed but I don't bother to move them. My door creaks open again, and I think my Mom has returned but Aunt Jocelyn steps towards my bed.

She gives me a sympathetic smile. "You up for lunch?" She asks, and for once I don't feel like refusing. Instead, I stand to my feet and hug her.

Her arms wrap tightly around me. "I love you." She tells me and I nod.

"We'll leave when you're ready, your mom is staying here. She's not feeling too, well." She tells me and I nod again.

After she leaves my room, I walk to my closet and find a simple outfit to wear. My hair is knotted beyond repair and I viscously yank a brush through my hair, but don't bother to style it.

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We go to the same diner that Aunt Jocelyn took me too before and sit at a random table. The waitress from last time, approaches our table with a warm smile.

"Hello, nice to see you two again, what can I get you?" She greets us. My eyes are glued to my menu as Aunt Jocelyn orders, and once it's my turn I look up at her to order.

Her name tag catches my attention once again but I'm not sure why. Amanda.

"I'd like this grilled chicken salad with--" before I finish, someone calls our waitress's attention, distracting her momentarily.

"Mandy!" They call across the small diner and realization hits me like freight train. My head snaps to her and I stare in shock. I knew she looked familiar, she was the girl at the bar with Niall the night Harry and I went to the club to hear Zayn deejay.

Mandy directs her attention back to me, and I can't stop myself. Before I know what I'm doing, I grab my glass of tea in front of me and splash it in Mandy's face.

"You bitch!" I scream. Appalled by my behavior, Aunt Jocelyn stands to her feet. "Karleigh!" She squeaks.

Mandy is standing frozen, eyes wide in shock.

"You kissed my boyfriend!" I shout in her face and she blinks in confusion.

"Harry! Harry was my boyfriend!!" I refresh her fucked up memory.

She wipes some tea from her face and blinks rapidly. "Oh my god." She says as my words dawn on her. But I don't hear anything else she says, as I storm out of the fucking restaurant.

I hear the door to the restaurant swing open behind me and my aunt comes stomping out of the restaurant.

"Kalriegh!" She screams to me, but I keep walking.

"Karleigh Jane Grey, you stop right there!" Her high pitched scream pierces my ears and I stop walking and turn to look at her.

What she saw, isn't what she was expecting because when she notice the small tears gliding down my cheeks, she stopped walking.

"Karleigh," she says lowly, and I can feel myself crumbling.

"She kissed him, Aunt Jocelyn. What a cunt right?" I say sarcastically with a hint of hysteria, through my tears. I laugh bitterly and swipe my arm across my face to stop my tears.

"Yeah," she sighs and steps closer to me. "Yeah, what a cunt." She agrees, and I smile at her fowl language that rarely ever makes an appearance.

"Do you want to go somewhere else?" She asks me.

I shake my head no, and gulp down the welling that's building up in my throat. "No, can we just get my car and go home." I manage to say through the lump in my throat.

"Yeah, honey. We can do that." She promises and we walk back to her car together in silence.