Rock Me // H.S.

Chapter Sixteen

It's clear to me now that the 'don't leave' act of Harry was probably for Evelyn. I went upstairs and go to Lucio's room and saw him playing with his ball. I smiled to him and he did when his gaze met mine.

"Adelaide." He came running down to me.

"Hi." I gave him a hug. He gave it back.

"What's wrong, are you okay?" He asks. It's incredible for him to talk like he's six. He's so mature for his age.

"Yes, I'm fine." I answered anyways.

"Why are you crying?" He asks again.

Crying? I touched my face. That's the only time that I knew I was really crying. I wiped them away furiously. Why the hell am I crying?

Lucio disappeared suddenly and after three seconds he's box with a box of tissue. I smiled to him and took a ply or two. Lucio is caring, and I love that.

"Thank you, baby." I smiled again.

"Do you wanna play?" He asks.

"Sure." I nodded eagerly to the kid.

I needed a distraction. Almost an hour later, I heard someone on the other room screaming and some things seems to be thrown against the wall. A loud thud scared me and I knew that it caught Lucio's attention.

"Did you heard that?" Lucio asked.

"Yeah." I nodded. "Let's just–"

He quickly got up and I followed him in a heartbeat. "Lucio! Lucio! Slow down!" We ran until we're outside his parents' room.

"Harry! Tell me why the hell are you drunk!"

"You don't fucking care! Just get me some aspirin and we'll get this over with!"

It's Evelyn and Harry. I can peek through the small gap on the door since it was left ajar. The strong language made me flinch and I covered the ears of the kid as I pulled him closer to me.

"Stop yelling at me!"

"You fucking started it by being annoying!"

"I started it?! Fuck you! I just asked why you're drunk and then you pushed me!"

"I pushed you because I'm drunk! I'm not responsible for that!"

"You are not responsible when it comes to anything. All you care about is your dick!"

"Shut the fuck up! I wouldn't be like this if you head home last night after work."

"Why are you turning the goddamned tables?!"

"I'm not turning shit!"

"Then why are you acting like this?! You're being an asshole!"

"And you're being a total bitch! What is it that made you come home this morning? Must be missing my cock, huh?"

"Damn you! I was out there working!"

"I told you not to work! I can fucking feed your mouth more than anybody else can!"