blue (book one) - h.s. ✔️ watty's 2019

chapter 32

"Thank you, Professor Gilbert. It really means a lot."

"Of course, Parker! Your enthusiasm in class is very much appreciated. I do believe it gives the other students the confidence to participate as well. Keep up the good work now. Have a wonderful break," my Biology professor concludes before shaking my hand and exiting the building.

I smile upwards at the sky and revel in the smell of Earth! I look around and see hoards of students hurrying outside of the archaic building to their cars to do God knows what this break.

Several of my friends have invited me to quote unquote some of the biggest beach parties of the year, but I just don't see myself enjoying any of that right now.

There's way too much going on in my life.

I check my phone for notifications of any that I know are not there. With a defeated sigh, I lock the device and slide it into my backpack.

It's been about six days since I've last talked to Alex and it's the longest we've ever gone without each other. I see Kate pretty frequently, but our conversation is usually short and uneasy as we both navigate the elephant.

I have tried numerous times to apologize to Alex and have even had Kate pass on the message. She just tells me that he is unwilling to forgive me if I'm still hanging around 'that shit head'. He wants me to drop all ties with Harry because he's a 'bad influence'.

And I just can't see myself doing that given the situation right now.

Several days ago I was called down to the police department's emergency room by request.

Harry had been asking for me.

When I first arrived he was unrecognizable. He was emotionless and deprived of any color. He looked ghostly. Blood covered most of his body and the top of his head was wrapped in white gauze that had been stained with crimson red.

I almost cried at the sight.

Apparently he had gotten into a nasty fight with his father over his mother - two pieces of information that were completely shocking to me as I didn't even know he had parents in such close proximity. I figured they were elsewhere or not alive - and had bumped his head on the end of a hospital bed pretty badly.

The result: he lost a lot of blood and slipped into a small coma.

I'm still confused as to why he was at a hospital with his mom and why he would assault his father in such a violent way.

Now that I think of it, I know almost nothing about Harry and yet he knows so much about me.

The revelation makes me shudder.

Since then I've been to the police department to visit ever since. I was told this morning by Officer Duke that the chances of him waking up today were high and that by the time I was done with my studies he should be up and walking.

I pull out Harry's truck keys from my backpack and press the button to unlock the behemoth. Yes, I have been using Harry's car since I have yet to own one and Alex's car was obviously off limits to me at this point.

I jump into the driver seat of the truck and smile at how easy it is for me now. I've gotten use to the size of his truck and I smile at the thought of showing him my progress.

I think for me a lot has changed over the last couple of days. For some odd reason, I feel like I'm finally at peace with myself. It's rather strange to be honest. With all of the mystery and secrets and untold truths and dangling relationships that swarm my life I should be anything but.

However, all I know is that everything will fall  into place in due time.

All I know is that things will be okay.

All I know is that life is for sure full of many downs but it gets balanced by a plethora of ups.

All I know is that I've never been so sure about a person in my life.

All I know is that I'm undeniably in love with Harold.