Finally, Back To Harmony

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Harmony's P.O.V- 

Brandon comes back from the supposed 'errand' his mum asked him to run with dirt  on his knees and tear streaks lining his cheeks. I know where's he's been, but I have to let it go. Some things aren't worth fighting over. 

It's not that he went to her grave. I would support that, it's healthy. But why would he lie about it? Didn't he think I might like to come with him? Does it ever occur to him that I might miss her even more? 

Even if he had things he didn't want to say with me around, I would've  understood. But telling me his mum sent him to the grocery store for milk? What did he think I was going to do, follow him to see what he said? He didn't even bring anything back!  

"Brandon, I've got to go home. Mum is expecting me," I sigh, rubbing my temples. 

"Okay," he smiles, oblivious to my frustration.  He leans forward to peck me on the lips, but I step back and close the door. I feel an unfortunate mix of guilt and satisfaction when he trips into the door.

I can imagine him, shaking his hair out, confused but not unsettled. And it gives me a horrible feeling. 

On a whim, I stop by the cemetery myself. The dirt is hard and packed, but it seems like she was just put under yesterday. Has it really been three weeks? Less than a month ago I was naive, trusting. Everything dangerous in this world. 

You have to learn not to trust, not to let anyone close. How cliche' of me, I know. But it's really the truth. 

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