Turning Point (A Reaching Out Novel)

Chapter One Hundred Twelve

Harry
My mornings usually start with me waking up with Allana's hair on my face, smelling like strawberries or something.
Her hair grew long especially since Zachary was born. And I think it's okay when it went an inch below her breasts, but now it's about three inches and I think it's too long. But I'd tell her that but I don't want to tell her because she'd think that she's not that beautiful anymore and that I don't think that she's beautiful anymore especially since she is now a mother.
One thing that I hate is miscommunication. I just think her hair is too long. She'll decide to cut it soon I think, when she goes back to work.
"My hair is too long." She said, fresh from the shower.
"What?" I said
"I never grew it this long. I could be a mermaid at this length. Seriously." She said
"Can I say that I think that it is too long?" I said
"See? I need to book an appointment with the hairdresser." She said
"Well, you're starting to look like a mermaid."
She did have her hair cut that day, back to being a human being, actually ready for any public engagements.
She really didn't feel like talking to me after her day with Catherine. I think something is off.
She was standing near the window, dancing Zachary to sleep. I was amazed with the idea that she was one who didn't like children, and ends up being the best mum in the world.
I hugged her tight when she finally settled Zach on his crib.
"You'd tell me if something is wrong right?" I said
"Well, nothing is wrong."
"Then why are you in an off mood?" I said
I frowned.
"Can't a person have an off mood once in a while?"
"Uh-"
I blinked.
Well, she's pretty cranky-
"You'd tell me if something is wrong with us, right?" She said
I nodded.
"I don't think nothing is wron-"
She looked at me, breaking free from my hug.
"Well, nothing is-"
"The world seems to think so." She said
I frowned.
"Since when do you care about what the world is saying about you?"
"Since I had a son. Who would one day go online and see such articles."
Oh god.
"You'd be honest with me right?" She said
"I am honest with you-"
"One article is enough, but that article to be backed up by-please tell me it's not true." She said
I frowned.
"Uh, love, I don't go online that much, and I really don't know what are you talking about."
"Then fucking go online and see what the hell am I talking about." She shouted.
I swear I thought Zach would cry but he's just there, sleeping.
And Allana is red with rage.
I know what she's talking about.
And then I jerked awake.
I was dreaming.
I think this was my subconscious acting up against me.
I did something bad and Allana would hate me for it.
Zachary was asleep in the middle of me and Allana. He usually doesn't it's just that Allana fell asleep in the middle of breastfeeding and Zachary fell asleep and I also fell asleep.
And I just stared at them for a while.
"What?" Allana whispered
"Huh?" I said, startled that she's awake.
"You're staring." She said, opening her eyes, I think, it was pretty dark.
"What makes you sure that I am? It's pretty dark."
"You always have that habit of waking up in the middle of your sleep and looking at me. Why, are you contemplating that I might not be real?"
"You're real. Zach is real. We are real."
She sat up and moved Zach onto his crib.
"You know I love you very much, right?" I said
"I've been told many times." She said as she snuggled up to me.
"And I don't ever want to lose you." I said
"Okay, did you do something?"
Yes.
"No."
Liar.
"It's in the middle of the night and you're all getting sentimental." She said
"I'm just saying that I'd do everything not to lose you." I said
"You're not gonna lose me."
After she fell asleep again, my phone received a text message.
Missing you.
Okay, I did something bad. And it may or may not have ended with me giving out mixed signals. In fact, I wasn't even giving any signals.
I quietly slipped out and then called the number.
"Hey! I was waiting to hear from you."
"Stop. Don't ever wait to hear from me again. You're not gonna break whatever I have right now."
"That's not what you said a few months ago."
"Times change, people change. And I'm sorry for giving out mixed signals it wasn't really my intention."
"Har-"
"Goodbye." I said, hanging up and blocking the number.
I called to the communications department-ish of the palace.
"Good evening, sir." He said
"Barry, sorry to disturb you but I need you to block something for me."
"A phone number harassing you again, sir?"
"Yeah, been calling me non-stop and I don't really know who it is."
"Yes sir, is it your last phone call?"
"Yeah. I decided to answer it but it was just breathing in the end."
"Okay sir, got it. And I have already blocked it."
"Thank you, Barry."
When I got back in the room, Allana was up and just dancing Zach to sleep again.
"He's up?" I asked
"Yeah, I think he needed to burp or something. He just cried." She replied
I nodded.
"You're talking with Barry?"
"Yeah-"
"Outside our room?"
"I didn't want to wake you two up."
"Why, is it another spam caller?"
"Yeah, apparently unknown numbers have gotten a hold of mine and calling me nonstop. Especially when I have a one-year old who is sleeping soundly with his mother who has been tired obviously for the things that happened today."
"Well, if you have been getting quite a number of them, maybe you should consider changing your number or something." She said as she put Zachary into his crib.
"Yes, I have considered that actually. I swear, one more caller and it's gone."
"You should sleep, you have a match tomorrow." She said
I'm playing polo again tomorrow and I don't think I'm excited at all.
"We wouldn't want me to fall off again, do we?" I said
"Yeah, at Zach's age, he would just screw up with the healing process."
I really do hope that I have handled the thing really well because if this ends badly, I think my wife can kill me, or worse, leave me alone, of course she'll take Zach with her.