Stronger

Some Conversation, yeah?

Chapter 8

Harry and I start walking in silence for a few minutes. Just before it gets too unbearable, he speaks up.

"So, how long have you lived here?" He asks.

"As long as I can remember I think. Maybe when I was adopted by Hellen"

"You're adopted?" Harry says in disbelief. "Do you know where your real parents are?"

His question instantly brings tears to my eyes. I feel my throat get thick and it's hard to answer. "Y-yeah. M-my mom was killed one night when I was younger. Right before my eyes. My dad is in prison because he was the one who killed her" tears are readily streaming down my face as I try to explain. Flashes of that night come up. The shattering of glass, the screaming of my mother, the yelling of my dad as she lays, dead, on the floor.

A sob escapes my throat as I try to fight myself from curling up on the ground.

Harry immediately embraces me in a tight hug. Over my sobs, I hear him whispering apologies to me softly, rocking me slowly back and forth. After a while, I calm down and I feel the tears stop falling down my face.

I step back and say, "I'm fine Harry. We should get going again" I turn away and start walking again, Harry trailing behind me.

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We reach the house and before I can thank him for walking me home, he stops me by gently grabbing my arm.

"Hey, I'm sorry for earlier. Amber really, I had no idea. Please forgive me-"

I cut him off, "Harry. No, it's fine. I over reacted. I shouldn't have broken down like that. It happened many years ago" I pull him into another hug.

"I'm over it. Okay? It's fine, I'm fine" I say into his chest.

Harry pushes me back a little and tilts my face up so I can look at him. I can see him studying my face, my eyes, and seeing him take in my bruises. I see his jaw clench. Finally he smiles.

Oh my Jesus. His smile is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Again, it's not fair.

"I was wondering if you would like to go out with me, on a date sometime?"

I try hard to refrain myself from jumping up and down, I'm surprised I did it. "Y-yes. Of course!"

"Great!" Harry then leans down and kisses me on the cheek. He gets to the end of the sidewalk before he turns around, "That was some conversation, yeah?" Then he laughs and I watch him walk away with a smile on my face before I turn and enter the house.

Just as I reach the bottom of the stairs to go to my room, I hear, "Amber, where in the FUCK were you?!"