Sound of the Sins |H.s

XI

Arabella's POV

The moment we arrived Sophia headed straight for her room locking the door behind her and leaving me there alone. She didn't even let me put my feet in the house let alone talk to her. I couldn't stop the frown forming on my face as I sighed and closed the door, massaging my temples.

I sat down on the edge of the couch taking off my hoodie and throwing it away to be left in my T-shirt and jeans. I closed my eyes for a moment trying to figure out a way to calm Sophia down. I didn't know how to start.

The sound of crying came from her room and brought me out of my daze as my head shot up, standing up and heading to the kitchen.

I grabbed a glass and filled it with enough water and made my way to Sophia's room silently. I knocked softly on the door as I awaited her to answer the door but after a minute of me standing there in silence I gave up. I twisted the door knob slowly making enough noise just for her to realize that I wanted to go in. I didn't expect the door to open as long as it was locked but I thought Soph would let me in hearing me struggle to get in.

So I decided to talk to her from the other side of the door, hoping that she isn't sleeping so that she would hear me.

"Sophia" I said loud enough for her to hear, leaning on the door with my ear attached to it.

"You're going through so much and I don't want to tell you that I know how you feel right now, because I don't. Because you've been through so much more than me. And you've been so strong that I always wondered if it was me instead of you would I have been able to handle the situation as good as you did?"

"You should never lose hope. The things I say sound so cliche but it's just the truth Soph and the truth never changes. If you feel bad I'm here for you Soph you just need to tel-"

The door opened and I almost fell a little as I was leaning on the door seconds ago. She was standing there holding onto the door with her eyes tearing and lips trembling.

I went to speak but was interrupted when she rushed to me throwing her hands around my neck and hugging me tightly. After finding my balance again, I wrapped my arms around her, letting her find the comfort she was looking for. This was the only thing I could do for her.

She pulled back taking my hand and heading back to her bed. I closed the door and sat down on her bed looking at her smile faltering as she again remembered about what happened before in prison.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I whispered, not really sure what to say now that she's let me in. I should've thought about it before.

She shook her head and I nodded in understanding, not wanting to annoy her in the moment.

I need to talk about this with Harry. He was the one that found out and he definitely knows better than anyone what to do. This time that I go visit him, I don't think Sophia will be coming after what has happened. So it was the best opportunity for me to talk to Harry alone and figure this out.

Moments later, my mind was still occupied with different thoughts when I realized that Sophia had fallen asleep and I saw the empty glass of water on the table. I stood up and turned the lights off and left the room. She really needed a good sleep. I hope she will feel better when she wakes up.

All the lights were out except for the kitchen and I sat at the kitchen table not bothering to turn the other lights on. I was going to sleep soon anyway I just needed a little time to gather my thoughts.

The fact that Harry cared enough to tell us about what Liam was going through really surprised me. I was happy about his kindness but also had an odd feeling that something wasn't right even though everything seemed just fine. A prisoner, convicted of murder would never help you stop your friend from doing drugs. I would more imagine him being a member of a gang selling him drugs. He would never tell you that your name is beautiful or tell you jokes. He would be more like a prisoner that spits at your face and yells at you about how he will kill everyone if they don't let him go. It was all so confusing. Maybe the conviction was wrong and he actually is innocent just like he told me. But if he really is, why is he in a prison? I don't think the lack of evidences gives anyone the right to imprison an innocent person. And I don't think the government is that much out of order that these types of cases may happen in here. Or it may. Who knows.