I stand against the wall near the entrance of the dining room and hold my phone near the entry to record every word.
“Yeah, I used my friend Brooke.” He laughs and something hits me.
Got Harry away from Mia. Brooke. Used her. He didn’t.
He did.
It’s all starting to make sense now. The girl from our house with the gold sparkly dress matched the girl on the couch hooked onto Harry. Zach was there the night of the party, I wasn’t just imagining it in my hysterical state. I hold back the oncoming tears to listen to the rest of his conversation. I need to think this through instead of cutting his conversation short.
“Yep….Yeah…..Yes, I got William away from Marian as well….Yes I told him that.” I hear him say into his phone.
No, no. It couldn’t be true. He couldn’t, well he could and apparently he did.
“William bought every bit of it.” He laughs. “I used the photos of mum meeting an old friend the other day.” He laughs again.
I knew something was suspicious when he was standing with his phone raised the other day. How could he do this to both of us. I want to barge in there and yell and scream at him. But I won’t I have to let him finish.
“We have nearly finished our plan dad. We’re finally getting back at them for leaving us.” He says and I can hear the sinister grin behind his voice.
I hit the record button to stop it and slowly creep by the dining room choking back tears.
I run into the living room where mum is sitting in her own sorrow. As soon as I see her sad face all the tears come through. I don’t know how I’m supposed to take in everything I just heard. All these days I have been mad at Harry but he didn’t do it. It seems he was forced, I think. But I’m still not sure so I can’t forgive him yet.
I would expect Zach to do that to me, considering I hate him and he hates me. But to do it to mum who has been nothing but forgiving. I feel like walking back into that room and bashing his head in. But I can’t, because then he will know I know.
I sit next to mum with my phone in my hand, shaking like a leaf. I need to tell her what I just heard and I hate to say that I told her so. I told her not to trust him from the start. Her forgivingness has got us where we are right now. I haven’t talked to Harry in 3 days and have had constant pain stinging through me all because of Zach. My anger and hatred towards him has been taken to a new level because of my new formed information.
“Mia, what’s wrong? Did you talk to Harry?” She asks taking in my sad and sort of scared expression.
“No mum, I need to talk to you about something.” I admit.
“Okay, shoot.” She smiles and I know that I’m about to change that smile into a frown.
“Not here.” I say quickly and she shoots me a confused expression.
“In the car.” I say. I can’t show her in here because Zach will hear and know we are onto him.
“Why?” She asks.
“Please mum. Just come on.” I say pulling her off the couch.
She sighs loudly but follows me out the house and into the car. I know this is weird just sitting in the car but there’s no private place in our house.
“Okay Mia. Why did you drag me out here?” She curiously asks.
“You need to listen to this.” I say pulling my phone out. This isn’t going to go well and I don’t even know what we’re supposed to do next.
