Anything Could Happen

Chapter 5

"Harr-" a female voice began, stopping herself at the sight of me. "Who are you?"

"I'm just looking for someone named Harry, and I think I have the right place?"

"Well- I yes but why are you looking for him, what do you want?" She spoke slowly and shakily. The girl looked no older than a middle school student.

Half afraid she may slam the door on me, and half afraid of being outside in a ghetto, I asked for permission to come in. She looked skeptical at first but then just shrugged her shoulders and stepped aside.

"Harry's really not going to like this if you're lying. I'll get in trouble," she started. Why would she be worried that Harry would be upset if they had parents? I mean, they must have parents, "but you probably should come in"

Closing the door behind me, I noticed how small the room was. There was only a large bed accompanied by a very ugly blanket, with a night stand on the right side. The only other things in the whole room were a small fridge and table in the corner.

In fact, that was all that was in there. No clothes, no food, no sign anyone even looked at this place in a few days. Either they truly had nothing, or didn't really live here.

"You can sit" she told me, breaking the silence. I did sit, but she did not. She walked to the window and knocked four times. Mental note, knocking four times is probably a thing in this family.

To my surprise the window opened and two kids came from behind it. It wasn't a window; it was a door to another room. Of course there was a bathroom, this was a motel! How had I not realized I had not seen a bathroom? They could've had me fooled that it was a window.

Two pairs of small eyes were suddenly frozen on me, brown eyes. In fact, brown hair and skin tone as well. the two young children were Hispanic, and the girl who had greeted me was African American. Harry was to lightly pale to be directly the same race as them. It was possible they had different parents. But if so, where were these parents. There must be plenty of them to have 3 different races of children.

"Don't worry guys; she is a friend of Harry's. Go back to playing until he gets home," she told them. Harry she had said. They had to wait until he got home. Not mom, not dad, but rather Harry. It was pretty clear now they either did not have parents watching over them.

I couldn't help but wonder why. Had their parents left them, or died? Who could leave their children by choice when everything is going so wrong? Thankfully a voice spoke up, tearing me away from the assumptions I was too quickly making.

"I don't mean to be annoying, but since you sort of showed up at my house, would you mind telling me why you're here?"

"I'm just a friend of Harry's. He asked me to stop by here. He just wanted to talk about things, and have some fun," I replied to her. "Do you know when he will be back?'

"Ew! Have some fun? You're his girlfriend aren't you?"  He eyebrows shot up at my word unfortunate  choice she spoke. I laughed a little and shook my head. "Oh, well he'll be back sometime today probably. I don't really know why he asked you to come here at any specific time since he just shows up whenever he wants."

"Should I wait here for him, or will he only come back for a few minutes?" I took this as my opportunity to get to know more about Harry.  She just shrugged and shifted a bit on the bed "Okay. I guess I'll wait then. So, what's your name?

"Jordan, and not to be mean or anything but why are you really here, I don't think Harry has very many friends. He never even comes back here anymore." She complained.

"He just told me to stop by, I'm being honest. I don't really know why, but I don't have many friends either so I took him up on the offer," I spoke. She gave me a look that spoke for itself as if to say "Yeah right"

"The only person he even talks to is his girlfriend and Liam, but whatever I guess you must know him if you came to our house." Jordan muttered.

"Wait, Harry has a girlfriend?" I blurted. I felt my cheeks heating up. She looked surprised at my obliviousness.

"Are you sure y'all are friends? She is the only thing he talks about. He's always going out to her house, because she's rich and he says it's super nice there. He won't take us ever though it's dumb. I never even met her." She sighed.

You have to be kidding me. He has a girlfriend. Who invites some random girl they met while breaking into someone's house when they have a girlfriend! I normally would've just got up and walked out, but I wanted to talk to Harry about this in person, not through his sister.

"Why do you look all upset? You like him" Jordan smiled at me. She was completely right. Why did I care it's not like I came here because were dating. I came here to make a friend, he never said anything about having any sort of relationship other than a friend. I didn't even know him and I was jealous.

"I was just upset that you said you have never got to meet her. That's crazy, I mean you guys live together and all," I lied and she gave me a nod of agreement.

There was complete silence in the room for minutes other than the sounds of kids playing in the bathroom. I was actually very curious to see what was inside the bathroom if they managed to keep the main room looking untouched. I told Jordan I was going to go to the bathroom and stepped onto the ugly, multicolored carpet.

I knocked four times on the door and it swung towards me. The moment I stepped in I realized this wasn't just there bathroom. The tub had a mattress lied down in it with stuffed animals decorating the whole space. Clothes of all sizes hung from the pole above the shower. The amount of shampoos, soaps, and other various hygiene things was more than I had seen even before the disaster. 

 I escorted the two kids out of the bathroom and shut the door, pretending to use it for its intended purpose. Not as a child's bedroom and closet as well. I could only wonder if the kids even knew what all was going on. I flushed the unused toilet water down and pretended to wash my hands.

I left a little water on my hands to make it look believable and went back into the main room. The kids went back into the room automatically without a word and locked the door. They didn't seem to want to be anywhere but in there room, or bathroom. Whatever you call it.

The kids actions were not what really surprised me though.

Two people now sat on the bed.