Kina finds herself involved in a prohibited romance that her best friend disapproves of. Dealing with a dysfunctional family and Harry..a man struggling with his mental health. But someone she knows is capable of living his life happily rather than...
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Harry
Feeling my knuckles hesitantly knock twice on the oak door, I anxiously wait for either one of my parents to answer.
It's when the door opens am I confronted with Archie instead.
He looks as if he just woke up. Hair a mess and blue eyes looking at me with a glare. He was wearing pants that cut off before his knees, tan arms crossed over his bare chest as he leans against the door frame. Glancing me up and down with disgust.
"Can I help you?" He asks, voice much deeper.
"Yeah actually" I mutter, sending him a blank look. Finding his behaviour annoying now. I'm done putting up with it.
He should know the reason as to why I was gone for so long. I don't understand how he hates me for the fact that my brain has a chemical imbalance and that's why Dad and Mum made a decision to send me away to get help.
"What do you want?" Archie mumbles. Running a hand through his hair when a curl falls onto his forehead.
"I need to speak to mum" I go to step forward but he reaches towards me and pushes me back.
"What makes you think I'm just going to let a stranger walk right into my home?" he says, his tone sounding hostile but I could tell he was just saying this to piss me off further. When he receives nothing but a huff as a remark from me, he rolls his eyes and steps back to call for mum to come to the door.
I feel my face go hot as I try to keep calm. Taking a deep breath in and out, I follow the instructions I was given for when I feel like I'm going to have another 'episode.'
"Who is it Archie?" I hear mum from around the corner. Watching as her face comes into view and she frowns when she finds me standing on the front door step.
"I don't know..just some dickhead asking for you" Archie sends me a dirty look and I feel a little hurt. I guess this is what it felt like when I was unstable for all those years. Constantly nasty to those who were nice to me. I think this is his way of paying me back.
Archie steps away from the door and walks back inside. Leaving mum and I to talk.
"Harry?" She says confused. "What are you doing here?"
"I just came by because I need to see if I left something behind in my room when I left."
"Oh.." she steps aside and nods. "Sure come in."
I step inside and send her an awkward look. Finding it hard to start a normal conversation with her.
"Go ahead. I'm sure you remember where your old room is" she chuckles nervously as she gestures towards the staircase to our right. I send her a small nod before glancing over to the living room to find Archie sprawled out on the lounge with some girl. I feel myself frown, confused when she leans over and kisses his lips before looking towards the tv that plays a movie.
