Don't Judge {Completed}

Part 29

Jack did his best to hold me up as he knocked on the door of my mothers house, I was having dinner with her like I usually would. Only I was never this belligerently drunk like this, I could barley stand that's why I was glad that Jack was holding me. Jack let out a huff the second time he knocked and I knew it wasn't at my mom but more towards me. He was a good assistant that had to take way to much shit from me and the way I had to rely on him like he was my parent. Finally the door knob jiggled and it opened, however my moms once happy smile turned into a frown when she saw me.

"Harry are you ok", she asked worriedly about me.

"Fine mum, just a bit under the weather", I said as best as I could.

"Oh dear, Jack placed him in his spare room. Would you", my mother instructed.

"How long has he been this way", I could hear my mom vaguely whispered.

"For a week ma'am but he refused to tell me what happened", Jack said honestly.

"All in good time Jack, did he shower. He reeks", she asked worriedly.

"He got very drunk last night and this morning I found him on the bathroom floor. I did I best as I could but I can't the alcohol smell off of him", Jacks voice was going in and out.

I was left by myself on the room but they didn't go to far because I couldn't faintly hear them even though they exited the room. I didn't really care, as long as I had alcohol, every pained moment or anything that would hurt me could be easily numbed out by alcohol.

"What happened", my mom asked sternly.

"I'm sorry Ms. Twist but I can't tell you since he won't tell me a thing", Jack apologized.

"I haven't seen him like this since Hazel", my mom whimpered.

"I know Ms. Twist but we need to give him some time and support", Jack said.

"Thanks Jack, you can leave him here. I'll call when he's ready", she said to him sweetly. Then I heard the front door close.

"Oh my baby boy, don't worry. You won't be broken for long. Just let her in so she can fix you", was the last thing I heard before I blacked out