Letting go

Chapter eleven

Who do I believe?
Harper's pov
I woke up to the the rose-pink light of dawn shining in my room. I got up and walked over to my window, looking out on a sweet fall morning. After coming out of my thoughts I walked into the bathroom and took a shower. The feeling of the hot water running down my body calmed me. After getting out I threw on some jeans, a comfy t shirt, and converse before grabbing my phone. I walked down the hall and I to the kitchen and grabbed and apple. I grabbed my car keys and walked out the door of the apartment. I got on my car and started it. I backed out of my spot before driving away. After what happened last night, I really didn't want to see or talk to Jackson. I know it's not his fault but I wished he believed me. Soon I was at the only place that I can forget about the real world and think for a while. I stepped out of my car and made my way over to the docks. There were little ducks swimming around in the pond. I sat down a looked out over the water. I let my feet dangle off the dock but not in the water. I laid back looking at the morning clouds. Some how watching the beauty in everything made me realize that I'll be okay. It might be hard but I need to face Jackson some time. After about and hour of thinking I heard my phone going off.
"Hello," I said not looking at who was calling. "HARPER. Oh my god where are you. I got up and you weren't there so I started freaking out...." Jackson rambled into the phone. "Jackson I'm fine. I just left to clear my head," I said the last part quieter. "Please come home so we can talk," he said pleading. "I'm on my way," I said before ether line went dead. I sat up and walked to my car. Once I got home I was pulled into a bone crushing hug. "Jackson, can't breathe," I gasped. "Oh sorry," he said letting go. "You wanted to talk?" I asked walking into the kitchen. "Yeah. Umm its about last night," he said sitting down on a stool. "Okay..." I said not completely ready to talk about last night. "I want you to tell me your whole life story," he said looking me straight in the eyes. "Okay," I said walking over to the couch since it was ganna be a long story. "Here goes nothing."
"When I was born my birth mom was about 16 and didn't want the stress of having a kids so she put me and my brother Harry up for adoption. When we were a few days old my wonderful parents adopted me and Harry while also taking care of my older sister harmony. I lived a pretty good childhood, I mean we took family vacations every year once in a while two a year, we had a huge house to live in, I was spoiled when I was little but not to where I was a brat. I went to private school till I was a freshman in high school then my parents sent me to boarding school till I graduated. It was really strict there but I enjoyed making new friends. After I graduated me, my brother, and my sister would all go on theses sibling trips to our beach house on the cost. We were on our way there the night that both my siblings died in a car accident. It was raining and it was dark, harmony fell asleep behind the wheel and swerved into the other lain. A truck was coming right at us when she swerved once again back into our lain. She lost control of the car and we rolled into a ditch. Somehow the car caught fire and I was pulled from the car. Harry was killed instantly when we rolled but harmony died soon after when she was in a comma. My parents blame me because I didn't have everything ready before we left so they think I made them wait to leave and then that happened. After my parents kicked me out I moved to London hoping to start fresh be that didn't happen," I said finishing. "Harper...I believe you," he said grabbing my hand. "Really," I said looking up. "Yes really."he said pulling me into to a hug. When we pulled back Jackson pushed a piece of hair away from my face, making me blush. He started to lean in making me freeze. "I have to go do some work," I stated quickly getting up and walking to my room. I flopped down on my bed looking up at the sealing. Why does this have to happen? I asked myself. "I just have to push those feeling away and out of my mind," I whispered to myself before falling asleep.