Delusion

Chapter 22.

I stand up and make my way to the front of the house, not even bothering to apologize to or say goodbye. I know its rude of me to that but I need to clear my head. I don't get how my dad can remarry in just a short amount of time. Yes I know I might be over reacting but im hurt. Part of me is saying to be happy for him but its so hard. I need him to understand that.

I walk out onto the front porch and put my elbows on the railing, putting my face in my hands. I look acrossed the front yard and look at the dock I used to sit at. I used to sit there over looking the pond, either reading a book or doing my homework. When I was upset I would go out there and sit for hours. I would always help my mom cut around the pond and keep in in good shape. Now my dad doesn't even take care of it anymore. There tall grass that is probably as tall as me around it.

My thought are interrupted by the sound of the gravel crunching. I see a black SUV approaching me. I feel my stomach drop. Its Harry. How did he get here. Ive never told him where I lived. Despite our conflict earlier, I couldn't be more pleased that he is here. Right now I need him more than anything.

He pulls up beside my dads truck and gets out of his car. Pushing his curls back from his forehead. His eyes meet mine and I quickly walk over to him and throw my arms around his neck. My anger and sadness of his events earlier quickly dissolving. Right now I need him more than anything.

He pulls back and looks at me, putting a hand on my cheek, rubbing his thumb gently acrossed my cheek. I smile at him and put my hand over his. I haven't realized how much I craved his touch over these last few hours.

"Your not mad at me?" He whispered, emotion flashing in his eyes.

"No, Im just hurt." I honestly state and look down.

He tilts my chin up with his fingers and looks at me. "I know I never meant to hurt you. It may seem like that to you, but that's not what I was trying to do. I was hurting from what happened to my mom and that seemed like the best thing that would of took my pain away." He said, nervously looking at me for an answer.

As much as I want to believe that he did that and didn't want to hurt me is hard. It really felt like he was trying to hurt me. But something about  the way his voice is so pleading make me believe him.

"I know, I know." I smile, and take his hand in mine.

He smiles, dimples popping, and leads me to his car. He runs around and opens my door for me. I blush and thank him before getting in. He puts his hand on my thigh and looks at me. "I want you to come somewhere with me today." He smiles.

"Where to?" I curiously ask.

"That's for me to know and for you to find out." He winks, "Its a long ride make yourself comfortable."