Saints and Sinners

not a saint

Dedicated to Isaac. I'll love you always...you were my angel. I'll miss you. x

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Edward's POV~

The tension at the dinner table could've been cut with a knife. The silence was deafening. All that could be heard was the sound of silverware on plates. I could feel Karen's gaze often, but refused to look at her. She glanced nervously between Liam, Geoff, and I.

Harry kept sneaking glances at me too, but I pretended like I didn't notice.

"You haven't had a movie night with your friends in awhile?" Karen broke the silence. Liam shrugged, "Niall and I broke up, then Edward and Louis broke up...or whatever. It'd be awkward."

Karen hummed and took a sip of her wine. "Just seems sad, you were all so close." Liam, Harry and I shared a private look. "Maybe you could invite them over? Mend things over? Friendships are important, you know..they take effort."

Liam pushed his plate up and away from him. "I'm not in the mood for this right now.." he stood up. "Liam," Karen started, "no, mum." He help up a hand, "I know it takes effort, alright? I'm not in the mood for another speech..So unless you know a way to get my boyfriend out of jail, keep your speeches to yourself." He snapped bitterly, "Liam!" Geoff raised his voice, "I'm going to bed." Liam interrupted and left the room.

I glanced over at Harry who was gripping his thighs so tight his knuckles were turning white. I put a hand over his and he looked at me and relaxed a bit. I offered him a small smile. He exhaled softly through parted lips.

"He's just going through a hard time, darling, he didn't mean it." Geoff had taken Karen's hand and was trying to console her. She nodded, "i know, i know." And then quieter she turned to him and whispered, "I just want our sweet boy back."

I pretended I didn't hear and sipped some water with my free hand.

"We could watch a movie together if you want?" Harry offered shyly.

Karen smiled at him, "really? Oh that would be lovely." Harry smiled back. I stiffened.

After dinner we all ended up in the living room. Harry, Karen and Geoff were on the sofa, a blanket pulled over their laps and a bowl of popcorn between them. I sat in the chair near Harry. Liam was still up in his room. I'd texted Zayn to see if he could come over, but he was studying for a chem test.

I glanced over at Harry, who was mouthing the words to Tarzan. I smiled, and turned back to the screen. Maybe things weren't too bad after all.

Maybe I've been too hard on Karen..I mean, she clearly cares about us..even if she was wrong about me. I pulled my feet up. I glanced over at them again. Harry's head was on her shoulder. She had her arm around him and was playing with his hair. She looked..motherly.

I felt a lump rise in my throat and turned back to the screen. She was not my mother. No matter how much she loved Harry like a son. She would never be my mother.

I sunk into my seat. My eyes towards the screen, but blurred by wetness.

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Darcy's POV~

"After everything I've done to keep you safe? You run straight to them? What the hell were you thinking?"

"Maman, please." I begged through the phone.

"No, no pleases, you knew how I felt and you went behind my back to do it anyway! I will not help you ruin your life--" "Ma-" I began and the line cut. I groaned and chucked the phone across the room. I winced when it hit the wall, and collapsed on the bed. I gripped my hair and tugged, burying my face in the bed.