HIM (Mature ➳ H.S AU)

Ch. 11 ➳ A Pivotal Affair

"Nothing in life is promised except death."

-Kanye West

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Alexandra

The days dragged on as if time itself was non-existent. It seemed as if every day was a repeat of the previous, and the only way to know it wasn't, were the consecutively increasing numbers on the calendar.

The halls in school become more cheerful as the holiday season fast approached, with red and green combinations of decorations covering every crevice exposed to the naked eye. The weather outside grew more chilly than the day before and it was like the world itself grew colder each day, with no hope of turning back. The atmosphere of Christmas this year was not cheery and festive but rather cold – metaphorically and physically.

Carter and I had not decorated our house yet, it was the 1st of December. Decorating was something we would have done two weeks before December, and since our grandparents passed away, Christmas has always been something that was cherished in our family. However, when it was just the two of us, it's never been the same. Carter always tries his best, but there's only so much he can do as an older brother.

It has been a month since I first met Harry in the alleyway that late chilly autumn night. We've had no contact since that night I spent at his house. Yet I have this feeling that he knows what's been going on in my life even though we haven't talked. Ever since we met, it's as if he's everywhere, and nowhere at the same time.

A loneliness has been increasing within me, Sophia and Dylan have been with me every day, yet it wasn't enough. The boys have tried staying close but, in dark times such as these, only God can redeem us.

That night in the basement of the hospital took something from me, and all I knew was that I had to get it back. My mind was clouded by unanswered questions, with only one person of whom could even attempt to answer them. If I were to ask anyone else, I would be considered mentally disturbed and sent away for good. I wasn't crazy, I knew that, and I have a feeling that Harry did too.

I watched the old, once white clock on the wall above the whiteboard. Waiting aimlessly for it to strike 3:15 pm, so I can leave. Today is Friday, which means I have rush after school to arrive in time for work, I convinced Sophia to drop me off so I don't have to walk and be even later. Although Mrs Rossi excuses all of my tardiness, I myself thought it would be inappropriate of me. After all that Mr and Mrs Rossi have done for me, I should have to courtesy to arrive on time.

The cafe is very homely and that's why I enjoy being there everyday. Mother and father used to take Carter and me there, whether it was for a full meal or light snacks, we were there every day. It was like a second home, and that's how the Rossi's grew close to our family. My family was invited over regularly for delicious homemade Italian dinners. Since the death of our parents Carter and I have been invited regularly, and although that may be the reason, I think that Mr and Mrs Rossi were both lonely, even if they never admitted it.

Yesterday, I went there straight after school to help Mrs Rossi with the cooking, of course, it was the bare minimum but she and I both enjoyed the company. Mr Rossi arrived an hour before dinner and he joined Mrs Rossi and I in the kitchen and Carter arrived just in time for dinner, his work takes up all of his time so I was grateful he was able to make it.

Mr and Mrs Rossi have three children, who were all older than Carter and I. We rarely saw them, they were all busy with their lives as Mr Rossi would sarcastically put it. It made me mad that their children never visited them, I would do anything to see my parents again, even for a moment.