late night insomniacs

This?

***warning this chapter will have dark themes with physical and emotional abuse and manipulation***
Is this it? Is this life and only life I have? If this is it, Then why am I spending it on this?

You already know what happened me Harold yet again. We both ending up an hour after. We stayed up just talking as if we were fine ,not in all of the mess I caused. God damn why can't I keep my mouth shut.

Waking up hurt I groaned my hips sore and shoulders acheing. I heard my phone buzzing as I picked it up without checking the ID. That was stupid
"Hello..?"
"Hey jacob? What Happened to you yesterday not a text or nothing babe you mad?"
I actually felt my stomach flip I now feel actually sick
"I. Um.. sorry, I guess. You said if I wasn't there by 10 we where over so.. I accidentally slept through till noon.. so I just thought.."
"So?~ never stopped you before to get ahold of me. Let me guess, you used your exsuse of 'im sad so fuck me.' yet again?" He laughed, I winced "god stop being an actual slut and meet me at the shop by your house. Kay? Kay byeeeee." He said cheerfully as I felt my chest get tight. Harold woke up seeing that he fell asleep next to me he then slipped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer "Harold." I wistpered "hm..?"
"Did you here any of the phone call?"

"Don't go to him."

I sighed"I have to.."

"You are 23 years old you don't have to do anything you don't want to." Harold groaned as he nuzzled his face into the back of my hair on my neck "lets just stay in bed...I don't want him to hurt you." I rolled my eyes with a nervous chuckle "he stopped that months ago."
Harold glared down at me "don't lie to me." I layed quietly. We both did. Laying there his arms around my waist and may hand on his the other on my chest holding my phone. "I'm sorry." He wistpered I just shrugged "you did nothing wrong." He mumbled. I rolled my eyes "I have to get up." I Sayed as I tryied to sit up but his grip got tighter
"stay."He said his voice so soft
"I,...I can't." I stammered
"Then let me go with you."
He sat up
"You can do whatever you want you're 21 years old I can't stop you" I got out of his grip and stood
"Then I'm going with you."

"Let's go then."

We both showered them got dressed
Harold hair up sunglasses on wearing a pink acid washed muscule tank top black ripped jeans and converse.
Me in the most basic t-shirt that's way too big skinny jeans and vans. A model looking ass with a trash bag trying desperately to hide my thin figure I grabbed my shoulder bag and headed for the door the both of us grabbing out phones wallets and keys
"I'm driving." Harold tried to argue "I can drive fine Harold." "But I want to ." I just rolled my eyes and let him.

As we got into the car Alexis poped her head out of the top floor window. "Where are you going!" She shouted loudly I sunk in my seat not liking her yelling especially this early it only being 9am. Harold moved out of the driver side window. "The store!"
"Let me go with you I have to shop for shit!" He nodded as he then looked at me "it's okay if she goes right.?" I shrugged "the more the merrier. Right?" I huffed as he nodded and we waited for her. I looked at him as he looked at his phone.
"Your not even trying to hide marks are ya harry?"
"One don't ever fucking call me that again." He glared at me. I chuckled makeing him smile."and two why should I? Tristan already knows we fuck on the side. And he should know as much as me how you are in the bedroom."
I looked at him "not really, I'm different with you cause we are both mas but he's I don't really know how he is it's pretty basic he leaves like a lil bit of marks but never would let me do anything to him." Harold rolled his eyes "boring." I shrugged " just how he is man."
"Damn I've been reduced to geting called 'man' ouch." He chuckled I smirked "what would you rather be called honey~?" He put a finger under my chin "you already know I like to be called-"