Chapter 24

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Aurora

Harry was already gone by the time I woke up the next morning. I sat up on the bed staring down at the side of the bed he laid on before turning my attention to the blowing curtains caused by the wind coming through the open window. I was still confused as to why he came and went through the window. It was very odd. I stood up from the bed, going through my closet to pick out an outfit for the day. Quickily deciding on my collection of brown suede button up skirts and a long sleeved turtle neck. I laid it out on the bed, leaving to the bathroom shortly after.

I got ready for the day after my shower. I rushingly styled my golden brown locks into a high ponytail before pulling on my boots. I was going to meet Odyssey at a cafe. She had gotten back to Boston late last night. She called multiple times, but I was in a deep slumber. She wanted to have coffee and chat. I don't know why at a cafe seeing as I don't drink coffee. I went along with it either way, I didn't mind. I exited my room, locking the door before making my way downstairs. I was glad my mother wasn't up yet. It was way too early to hear her commands, my brain wasn't rewierd fully to function just yet. Not enough to handle my mother anyway.

After locking the front door to the house I walked down the sidewalk, taking in the slight winter breeze that was in the air. The nice weather didn't seem to last as long as I hoped it would've. We were back to the cold weather once again. I shivered at the cold entering up my skirt. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea wearing a skirt today. It would've been best to wear leggings, panty hose even, to protect my legs from the cold breeze. Despite the cold I continued my walk to the nearby cafe.

Once I arrived, I spotted Oddysey sitting near the window from the outside. I pulled open the door, the smell of coffee and pasteries hitting my nose immedditaly. I walked into the warm, dimly lit cafe, swiftly making my way over to where Odyssey was seated. Odyssey stood up once she saw me, pulling me into a hug.

"Hey Aurora" She said as she squeezed me. I wrapped my arms around her, hugging her just as tightly.

"Hey Odyssey" We parted after some time. Taking our seats by the window. Odyssey wrapped her hands around the cup of coffee she was drinking. Rubbing her hands against it constantly in hopes to get warmth. Odyssey's eyes met mine, a smile appearing on her lips. She brought the cup up to her mouth, taking a sip from it before placing it down again.

"Are you alright?" She asks. I nod in response, even though that was far from the truth. Truth be told I wasn't alright at all. My mind was still jumbled from what happened last night. Harry was very open about his feelings and honestly I did not know what to make of that. He told me things i'm pretty sure he would've never told me if he was sober.                     

"I don't like being alone...Even though I'm always alone"

Those words stuck to me very hard. They didn't seem to want to leave my thoughts. I didn't understand why they had such a big impact on me. If any person were to look at Harry without really knowing him, they would never assume that he was a loner. He just didn't fit the image, but it's clear that there isn't any specific image you have to fit to be alone. I believe the reason his words have such an impact on me is because it reminded me of the time when I felt alone in this place even when I had people around me. There was a point in my life whereas I felt very alone and empty. I still do from time to time.

The ringing of my phone brought me out of my trance. Odyssey gazed at me, raising one of her brows. I fetched the ringing phone from the pocket of my coat. I let out a sigh after seeing the name of the caller. I slid the green button to the right, bringing the phone to my ear quickly after.

"Aurora where are you?" My mothers voice rang through the phone and into my ear.

"I'm busy. Did you need something?" I asked.

The line went quiet. I thought she had hung up on me, but her steady breathing proved me wrong.

"Mother?"

"Oh yes! I forgot you were still on. I need you to get home, we have a few things to discuss."

"Can it not wait until i'm done?" I asked her, quite annoyed at that.

"No. Get here now." The line went dead after that. I shoved the phone back in my pocket, angry at the fact that my mother never allowed me to stay busy with my own things without her needing me every second of the hour. My attention went back to Odyssey who seemed to be unfazed by the phone call. She look a long sip from her now empty cup, setting it on the table quickly after.

Odyssey stood up from her stool "We should go then." She said. She tossed her cup in the garbage bin before heading for the door. I stood up, fastly following after her. Odyssey unlocked her car that was parked infront of the cafe. I got in the passegnars side while she drove.

"Are you going to tell me what happened between you and Harry while I was gone or what?" She asks suddenly. I look out the window unsure how to bring the whole thing up. Do I start with him showing up drunk once again, his confessions, or the kiss?

"Aurora?"

My head snapped in Odyssey's direction at the call of my name. She glanced at me for a quick second before averting her attention back on the road.

"I kissed Harry."

"Excuse me what?" Odyssey shockingly asked. "When did this happen?"

"Technically he kissed me, but I kissed him back."

Odyssey shook her head, her eyes wide with shock. She parked the car in the driveway before turning to me. "So what does that mean?"

"I don't know what it means. I don't want it to mean anything. I didn't want to kiss him." It was a mistake. A horrible one at that. I was too caught up in the moment to function what was happening. I didn't want to kiss Harry, I didn't want to kiss anyone ever again. I certainly did not want to get married to him either, not so soon after what i've been through.

I was going to have to tell my parents this. I have to tell them I don't want to do this. It's going to haunt me for the rest of my life if I go through with it.

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