Fallen // h.s.

Thirty-Five

I'm actually considering having another girl's night with Scarlett. It has been a almost half a month since I've seen Harry...well since I've talked to Harry cause I've seen him several times I just have constantly been avoiding him. Every time he tried to talk to me I turned around ignoring the fact that I actually saw him. I didn't want to talk to him because that would lead to him saying how sorry he was and all that stuff but that's just the thing. I'm finally aware that I had just been stupid for forgiving him all those times. He just played with me. I was nothing to him. He never liked me or cared for me or even loved me. That was all a lie and I just believed it like the stupid girl I am.

They say people come to your life for a reason and I used to think Harry came into my life so I could finally discover what true love was although that sounds pretty foolish to me now, but boy was I wrong. Harry came into my life for one reason and one reason only. That one reason could be simply summed up with one word; a lesson. A stage in my life that would teach me that I couldn't hand out my trust to anyone.

And although it's a bit hard to believe considering our past, I never thought Harry would hurt me again. He was the last person I would have expected to hurt me and for someone who spends most of her time expecting, I sure as hell didn't expect this would happen.

That's when everything started to make sense. That's when everything slowly started falling into place making me able to place the pieces where they belonged, helping me understand the end of the puzzle. In other words, the answer to all my questions.

What was Harry looking for? A chip.

Why was he so bipolar all the time? Because he hated me and was trying to do his best to fake like he liked me but sometimes it was too hard to keep the act.

What were secret meetings about? Finding ways to get the chip.

All of these questions had finally been answered and only by a little brown book known to be Harry's journal.

All though there were still a bunch of questions that hadn't been answered, like:

Why does Harry and his family hate me so much or the fact that I still had no idea who Gemma was, was still unknown to me. Yet now that I didn't want anything to do with Harry, I didn't need to worry about those questions anymore, no matter how much I wanted to know them. Harry was already out of my life and I was out of his. I didn't want anything to do with him ever again.

That's when I realized it hadn't only been Harry that had lied to me, but the people I most cared about and trusted as well. It took me about three days after what happened with Harry to notice it. If this had anything to do with the fifteenth floor...scratch that, it clearly had everything to do with the fifteenth floor.

Anyway, if it had anything to do with the fifteenth floor then that would mean that Liam and Tyler perfectly knew about this, which made me question everything.

If all 'the boss' like it said on Harry's journal, wanted was the chip, then it was pretty much obvious that he didn't care what he had to do, to get it. There were only two people I knew, besides Harry, that attended those meetings as well. Those two guys were probably also trying to get the chip.

Liam and Tyler.

But that wouldn't make sense. Liam was my friend, yet again I never expected Harry to lie to me so it's really credible to think Liam is part of this entire chip thing too.

Nevertheless, Tyler was a totally different subject. Tyler is my brother, he loves and he would never do anything to hurt me. Besides it wouldn't make sense if he was part of this. I mean if he was looking for some chip that dad supposedly gave me, then he would have just asked me for it and that's it.