harry was looking at the fruit stands, minding his own business when a hand grasped onto his shoulder. harry jumped at the contact but quickly calmed. he turned to face the mystery person, and it was his sister, who he had been avoiding.
"jessica," harry said.
"harry," she mimicked him. "mom is here. she's uh, over there talking evan."
another person harry was avoiding. it seems as if harry was avoiding everyone lately.
"h-how are you?" she asked him.
"i'm fine, and yourself?" he was lying to his sister. they both knew he was but they weren't going to say anything or acknowledge it.
jessica most definitely wasn't going to. this was the first time her brother had spoken to her since what happened. he hadn't spoken to anyone really.
"i'm- i'm good." jessica took a strand of her blonde hair and placed it behind her ears, like she always did when she was in an awkward position. harry always though that was strange.
jessica spoke again when she noticed harry had started grabbing more fruits. "she's worried about you, you know?" she told him.
"she doesn't need to be, i'm perfectly fine." he was lying again. but he has been for these two weeks.
"harry, we both know you aren't," jessica tried to reach for her brother once again but he pulled back.
harry was becoming agitated. "i said, i'm fine."
"okay, fine, fine. but please call us if you ar-"
"harry." this was his mother speaking.
"mom."
"how are you?" she asked.
harry gave her the same answer he gave his sister, "i'm fine, yourself?"
"oh, um, good."
harry's mom herself was lying to her son and her daughter. she's been keeping a secret from the both of them for almost four weeks and was planning on telling them but what happened with avery's got in the way. (harry's mom was slightly okay with not having to tell them her news yet. she's afraid on how they'll react) but since avery had left, she's had another thing to worry about; her son. she had to worry about harry and how he was. and of course, it's been hard because he's been avoiding his family -not to mention, avery's family- at all cost. but right now, well, right now she has the chance to talk to her son again.
and from his very broken appearance, she could tell that he wasn't fine like he had said. but she wasn't going to say anything. she knew harry didn't enjoy talking about his problems a lot. the only person who ever got him to talk about his feelings was avery.
avery.
boy, did harry miss her. and both their families. and avery's -and i guess you could call them harry's friends as well. they all missed her. but no one missed avery more than harry.
harry was getting tired of the awkward silence that was going on between his mom, his sister and himself. he just wanted to go home. even if he didn't get his food. plus, he could always get take out on the way home.
"i'm going to go home now," he said to them.
"okay, please call me when you arrive at home, alright?" his mother said to him. she was reaching in for a hug when he stopped her.
"okay."
but harry never called his mother when he got home. he went straight over to where his journal was and opened it to where he left off...
i stopped writing and now i don't know what i was going to say after that.
i'm sorry, avery.
i saw my mom and my sister for the first time since your funeral. i've been avoiding them. (you're probably really angry with me about that now. i'm sorry) but i had to face them today. my mom looked different. i don't know what it is but she did.
my sister looked the same.
i think they miss you, but not as much as i miss you.
i wish you were here.
...
i'm getting tired now. i'm going to sleep even though it's like the afternoon.
i just want to escape reality for a while.
i love you, and i miss you.
-harry, who still misses you like crazy xxx.
a/n: sorry for not updating. and this chapter is pretty bland i'm sorry.
