Rage. The emotion that I feel right now. Adrenalin. What rushes through my veins. Pain. Something I cannot feel although I should. Terror. The look on Gina's face. As if she realized just what she said. She covers her mouth with her hands and she is shaking her head quickly. Tears pour from her eyes.
I sit up and cringe as there is a slight pinch in my abdomen. A slight fire that is screaming at me to lay down, relax. How can I however when she has just unleashed information to me that I can never forget.
I stand to my feet and scream in pain. My lungs are screaming at me. My ribs are set to a flame that is knowingly making their presence. Gina stands to her feet and rushes to my side.
"Harry you need to lay back down. Please." She says to me.
"Fuck that! I will not!" I scream at her and try to walk.
As I take a step, every step I take I clench my teeth. I reach the door and I gasp in a wave of pain. The pain is pounding stronger throughout my body. How can I ignore this?
How can Gina be so careless with her words to me? Why would she tell me a lie? I know this is not true. Why would she tell me that a horrible woman is my mother? Anne was not my mother. Natalie was my mother. She died!
I collapse to the ground. My body goes into the fetal position and I cry. Gina comes to my side and she hovers over me. She is worried about me. My throat hurts, my lungs hurt, my arm hurts, my ribs hurt, and I am in pain.
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My eyes open and the bright lights are shining horribly into the room. There is tubes in my nose, again. There are more wires connected to me, again. I do not feel pain though. I feel empty.
There are people around the room. Imogene. Marco. Daughtree. Gina. I did not know if I wanted to see anybody. I wanted to be alone but I sadly did not have this choice. For some unknown reason I wanted to see my father. I just needed someone who has not lied to me.
Marco hasn't lied to me. Neither has Daughtree or Imogen. Gina has and I do not want to look at her beautiful face.
I open my mouth to speak. My throat is on fire yet again.
"Do not bother talking Harry. You won't be able to. Your body has faced too much trauma in such a short amount of time. You need to rest." Marco says to me.
I blink at him. Even blinking, my eyes feel heavy.
"I'll get the doctor." Says Gina and she leaves.
The room is tense.
The doctor comes in a few moments later. Gina didn't come back in.
The doctor looks at me. I remember her face from when she told me to calm down. I'd like to see her in my situation and then calm down.
"How are you feeling?" She says as she checks the machines I am connected too.
All I can do is stare at her.
"Well, your vital signs are back to normal. You need to rest. I don't know how you managed to get out of bed. Your body is trying to compensate from all the damage that has been done. I will be having more tests done. If you pass them all you will be released home. For bed rest." She says to me.
I look at Marco who waves the doctor over. My cousin walks to me with sorrow on her face. Where is Gemma? I did not want to talk to Daughtree. I desperately needed to talk to Gemma. I could not speak though.
"Do you know you've been here for almost two weeks?" She asks me.
My eyes grow big. The monitor starts to go spastic. "Calm down." She tells me.
"Gina is with Gemma talking in case you were worried. I'll have to go back to North Carolina soon." She says.
"Your dad didn't want to come. Neither did my mom. I know we aren't on speaking terms but your still blood. Your my family Harry. I just hope you can forgive me one day for those terrible things that I said." Daughtree says.
I look away from her. I have no choice but to lay and endure this agony of a woman. I wanted to talk to Gemma. I needed to ask why her mother gave me blood. If I could I would take it all out.
I know I need it though. I desperately wish that things could go back to a few weeks ago. Me and Gina were perfect. I was still working with LauraKate about my mothers case. I was happy.
I did not know why my life took a turn for the worst. I did not know why Marco would not look at me. Neither would Imogen.
I need to get out of this place. I desperately needed to find a way to the truth in this lie.
Short update but it's an update. :) I've been literally so busy with school and stuff. So much college things I have to do. I have to figure out my life. I hope you all understand ❤️ I am back on track now!

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FanfictionBE WARNED THAT I AM CURRENTLY EDITING AND THERE ARE MISTAKES AND ERRORS SO PLEASE DO NOT POINT THEM OUT*** Harry- motherless, homeless, and on the way to find out about his mothers death. When Harry is fed up with an investigation gone no where...