Love,Harry

Just luck

Recap:

Just as I began to doze off I heard a very harsh banging on the door....What in the world?

*End of recap*

I rolled over onto my elbows as the banging got louder and rougher. I carefully walked to the window trying to be as quite as possible, but with the creaks of the loose floor boards you could hear every little step I took, it was inevitable.

While Pushing the blinds aside the banging on the door had stopped and the mail slot flew open instead. I shuffled on my knees ,peaking looking , as hands tried reaching inside to unlock the door. Soon they gave up ,realizing there entire arm couldn't possibly fit all the way through the narrow space.

 I sighed ,and peaked out a window looking at the package they had left on the door step. They hoped into the red Mercedes they owned and drove down the muddy road.

 Had it rained the past couple of days? I guess I never seemed to notice....?

 I sighed letting out a breathing I never knew I was holding in, while licking the corners of my mouth as I walked to the door.

 I ripped the door open and  pushed against the screen door to open it. I looked down to see the little brown package.

It was addressed to my mom. I didn't think she was coming home anytime soon so I decided to open it. It seemed just like an old photo album really to me,  inside was a card with a letter from my grandma. It seemed that she was just checking in seeing how were doing...but the packages date read 7/28/13 and that was months ago.

I guess mother really never got out at all.

I chuckled to myself smiling not having the least bit of clue as to why I was laughing. I opened the card and 2 fifty dollar bills fell out I dropped the card not caring about the 'cute' stuff my grandma would have wrote in it. I had money in my hand I could buy stuff with this!

"Of course you can buy stuff with it Harry, it's money you nit!" I said to myself laughing.

I pulled my phone out from my pocket forgetting it ever existed. 4:39pm it read, maybe I could make an attempt to go to the store? It was evening and not many people were out due to there children arriving home from school and eating dinner with there families and enjoying there families and being happy and.....

"Stop Harry" I murmured, my voice breaking at my words.

 Nothing hurt me more than hearing someone's  voice breaking before they started talking;to me.

I took the end of my shirt pulling it up to my head to wipe my face clean.

I pulled my self together and walked over to my old car I never drove; I buckled my seatbelt tightly.. and drove around trying to get my mind off of the package.

While driving around I decided to make a stop at the store and get a few things.

I stepped out of my car,staring at the ground as I continued to walk not wanting to make eye contact with anyone approaching the store, and slowly walked to the entrance.I walked through the door and sighed  then a lady swaddling a baby in one arm and the other arm in a cast approached the door; I opened the  door not thinking anything of it.

"Thank you, lovely so much" she said. I gave her a tired thin smile nodding, and walked down the isles, stopping once in a while to grab the items I needed. It made me feel good to know that some people at least cared enough to take notice in the simple deeds I did, even if they weren't very big.

Walking to the cash register I looked around and realized everybody had been watching me and gave me weird stares. I turned to my right and saw a group of teenagers staring at me and pointing at me with their pale fingers and whispering things to each other back and forth. I felt myself boil with anger and growled underneath my breath.

While grabbing my bags of groceries I felt their piercing stares on me, once again. This time my anger getting the best of me.

" Take a fucking picture! It would last ya longer!" I yelled at the group of nosey teenagers.

I turned on my heels ,grabbing the bags of groceries ,thanking the cashier ,  and stomped out of the store and sped down the road towards my house.

Once I got home I slammed the door shut and flopped onto the couch. Those assholes! They didn't have to point out the fact that I was there! Why couldn't they keep there pity or snarky comments to themselves? Although my life story wasn't a secret anymore.Every seemed to know what happened that day, but I didn't wanna be reminded of it anymore.

I heard a loud knock on the door and stood up to open the door. I looked troughs the peephole on the door seeing my grandmother.She was dressed in slacks and a sweater,her coat pulled very close to her neck. I grumbled then finally opened my door banging it against the wall.

"What are you doing here?" I asked giving her a confused look.

"I came over because I never hear from you anymore" She said softly.

" I don't need you to come and check up on me like I'm some child, I'll be in my room if you need me."I pushed past her and stomped into my room where I spent most of my day in until ,it came to dinner time.

I sat at the table silently ,pushing the spaghetti she had made around my plate, as my grandmother gave a sympathetic stares.

I dropped my fork and stood up.

" CAN YOU NOT STARE AT ME LIKE THAT!?" I yelled.

"IM JUST TRYING TO HELP HARRY!" She yelled back.

"YOUR MAKING THINGS WORSE!" I stomped my way up to my room and locked my door .

As I let my anger out and trashed my room, throwing and breaking every item I could get my hands on. Suddenly as I was about to throw a picture frame ,through my tear stained  cheeks I saw, it was a picture of my and my sister.I let the picture fall to the ground slipping from my fingered in shock.

I stared at the door,and heard a voice softly speak. " Harry? Can I come in?"

Silence.

"Please! I'm sorry! I want to help!" She sobbed.

Silence.

"Harry?"

Nothing.

I numbly stood up and slowly walked to my bed laying down on it tugging at my hair.

I tried to fall asleep but the sounds of my grandmothers cries on the other side of the door didn't help . If I wanted her help I would've called. I'm 19 ,I don't need need her to tell me what I need ,or how I need to live. Then my thoughts began to swarm. Why did she come back though..?I know it was just to see me but she also didn't drive her car here which is strange....

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