Shattered {Sequel to Deranged}

Chapter 15

Sky's POV

I know when you're tired you tend to see things that aren't there or are physically impossible. That's why it seemed so unreal to be standing face to face with my mom.

She still looked the same as she did when I left her a year ago which really shouldn't surprise me. My mother never was one for change. "I- um.. Wow. I haven't seen you in a year"

She looked at me with the most unreadable expression ever then grabbed me and pulled me into a hug. Hesitantly I patted her back but she stayed glued to me.

This was beyond my comfort zone. She was never aloud within a certain radius of my room much less me, so this is somewhat uncomfortable and totally foreign. "Okay..." I pulled away and she looked at me.

Tears formed in the corners of her eyes so I scooted past her to get some water. The last thing I need was a sobbing mother telling me how much she loves and misses me.

"Why'd you come here?" I asked, hopping on the edge of the countertop. "To see you of course"

"What happened after I left"

"Well coming home to your house surrounded my police cars and ambulances wasn't exactly comforting. They explained to me that someone had been shot and you were no where to be found. They suspected you until I lied, saying you moved out a month ago. You're in the clear but Sky why? What happened?"

"It doesn't matter anymore. Nothing happened. That guy was shot out of self defense and that's all you need to know and that's all you WILL know" I harshly defended the boy she had no idea about.

"Who's Harry?"

The water I'd poured down my throat only seconds ago was spit out all over the floor. "Who's who?"

"Harry. There was a letter from him in your room"

"He's none of your business that's who he is"

"You love him don't you?"

"Ok. Who do you think you are basically stalking me, breaking into my home then persecuting me with all these personal questions. As if I'm actually going to tell the one person who was NEVER there for me. Harry was there. You weren't. And that's that"

Harrys POV

Now that Sky's magically and thankfully wandered back into my life, she's all I can think about. Everything I see or do reminds me of her.

On the ride home I saw the neon sign with the word 'Bar' lit up. I remember the night I stumbled upon her at the bar where her useless "friends" had left her. How she actually talked to me without threatening me or cussing me out. Grant it she was slightly under the influence but I still count that night as a success.

My apartment lot up at the simple flick of the light switch. I was horribly tired despite the 3 hour nap I took earlier. As I pulled a pair of sweatpants out of my drawer a sweatshirt caught my eye. I remember when I found the most beautiful, innocent human being (Sky) snuggled up with my sweatshirt on her couch. Her eyes were shut but she still appeared to me as the most beautiful person in the world.

She never gave that sweatshirt back. I would never complain about something like that. She looked better in it than I ever did. And I know for a fact she never washed it because it always smelled the same. I wonder if she still has it? I'll be sure to ask when she gets back.

Having her back after a year of no contact and the seeing her leave again was horrible. Once you have someone like her, you never want them to leave. Ever again.

All I can do is keep telling myself she'll be back soon enough.

Sky's POV

My moms expression slid into a mixture of anger and hurt and I somewhat regretted laying on it on so thick. "You know I'm sorry that was hurtful. But I'm also sorry it's true. Mom you were never once there for me like a normal mother for her child. I walked home to an empty house every day while other kids were embraced by their parents as soon as they walked outside. That hurt. And that hurt stuck. That's why I shut you out. That's why I never allowed you anywhere near me. Sure you changed but it's easy to slip back. So maybe it's best that I left. It just seemed to work out"

"Sky I'm sorry. I'm sorry I was not the most ideal mother" I rolled my eyes at her underestimation. She had no ideas. "But I'm here now. I want you to come home. With me. So we can be a family"

"Hello!! Reality check mom! I'm 21! Not 12. It's a little late to become a family. I have a life. And someone I love in it. In fact that's what I'm here for. I'm leaving. As in no longer in the country leaving. So your precious idea of a perfect family isn't going to happen"

She realized there was nothing more she could say or do to make me so stay. She turned in silence and made her way out the back door.

But before she shut it she just had to get in one last sentence. "You remind me so much of your dad"

That's it. That was the final straw. My father never a father to me. He's was a horrible child abuser and she had the nerve to compare me to him. "Hold up! You're not getting off that easy!" I screamed at her. "You are horrible! To compare me to the man who put me through hell!" I lashed out at her.

She looked at me confused. "You don't remember how amazing he was do you?"

"What?" I asked. Now I was confused. "He was the best father in the world. When you were born he never wanted to leave. He quit his job to be with you"

"Then why the hell do I have a scar from the glass bottle HE threw at me?!" I screamed through my sobs. "Something happened to him. But when he was right in the head he was just like you"

"That didn't last long did it!?" I harshly snapped. Her face was now defeated. "Goodbye Sky"

And with that she walked away. Probably will never be seen again and yet I felt no remorse.

Thoughts of my father flashed through my mind. Memories I'd soon rather forget.

I remember vaguely that my father always slept in my floor at night until I was about 4. But that's honestly the only good memory I posses of him. From there it's all down hill. Down the hill leading into hell.

That part of my life is permanently burned into my mind and I just wish I could erase every inch of it.

I returned back inside to finish off my packing. I needed to get back to North Carolina. I need the strong hold of my Harry. He always seems to be the answer to everything for me.

That's when I remembered I had bought a land line. I dialed Harrys number which I memorized quickly considering it was the only number that mattered to me. "Hello?"

Hearing his deep soothing voice made my heart smile in a way only he could make it. "Hi Harry"

I could almost hear the smile in his voice. "Sky. I miss you."

"I miss you too Harry"

"When will you be home love?"

There was that nickname that always caused a smile to spread over my face. "Soon. I promise. I hate being away from you"

"Then come home. The couch is cold without you"

"I am. I'm coming home. I'll leave soon. I love you Harry Styles"

"I'll see soon love. And I'll be there waiting for you. Waiting to see your flawless face walk through that gate. I love you too Sky Jones"