A Lost Object [h.s]

Chapter 71

Aurora

I stood there staring at her, unable to speak or move. I could not have heard the right. She titled her head in a mocking way with a smirk on her face. My heart was beating rapidly against my chest. It felt like it was going to burst if I didn't get away from her. I was afraid she could sense my emotions. They were all over the place.

Odyssey got in her face, grabbing her arm. "Give me the ring. It doesn't belong to you."

Priscilla pushed her off, taking steps back from us "Next time you put your hands on me, I will have you arrested."

"I would love to see you try."

She rolled her eyes, ignoring Odyssey, turning to face me instead. "And just so we're clear, Harry is going to be marrying me. He is only doing all this pretending with you because he has to, but don't worry sweetheart, it'll all be over soon."

She faced her back to us then was gone in the blink of an eye. Odyssey tried to run after her, but I stopped her. What was the point? "Aurora, she has your ring. I'm going to get it back." How she got the ring was more important to me at the moment. Did Harry buy the ring off of my mother then give it to Priscilla? I couldn't bring myself to believe such a thing. Harry wouldn't do that. He knows how important the ring is to me. He isn't that type of person, or so I thought.

I don't know him as well as I like to believe. He is just a stranger thrown into my life suddenly. I don't know anything about him or what he is capable of. "We will get it back. Not now." I was already having a hard enough time trying to control my emotions right now. Going after her would make me lose it completely. I don't want her to see how weak I am.

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I sat on my bed, gripping tightly onto a pillow as everything she said replayed back in my mind. I buried my face in the pillow to cover up my sobs. I didn't want her or Harry to be the reason for my tears, but it was impossible of me to try and bottle up everything I was feeling. For so long I bottled up my emotions. I was a ticking time bomb. It was just a matter of time.

My cries grew louder as realization began to kick in. Suddenly I had lost all control over my emotions. Every emotion I have ever felt since meeting Harry overtook my entire body. I hated it. I hate it that he can make me feel like this. What gives him the right? Time and time again he has hurt me in ways I have never been hurt before. I never wanted to feel like this again. Especially because of Harry. I have to find a way out of this marriage. It was the only solution to the problem. If not I will continue to feel like this. Harry will continue to hurt me without even realizing it and I will continue to fall for his lies over and over again. I can't let that happen. I can't let it get too far.

"Are you okay?" I went silent at the sound of his voice. I couldn't bring myself to pick up my head from the pillow. I didn't want him to see me crying. Again. I used the pillow to wipe away the tears. I looked up at Harry who was staring back at me with a concerned expression.

"I'm fine." I reassured him. He wasn't buying it, but he didn't question it either. I stood up from the bed, following him out of the room. Today was the day of the ultrasound. The entire drive to the hospital I was praying for the best possible outcome. I was praying the results would come out negative. It may sound horrible, but I wasn't ready for this life. I did not want to have a baby with Harry. I had given it some thought, thinking it wouldn't be so bad after the night we talked about baby names. I believed as long as we had each other we could make it through, but bumping into Priscilla made me see my reality.

Harry wasn't in this with me. What Priscilla said about this all ending soon got me thinking of the worst. One being Harry would up and leave me after the wedding. Pregnant. I couldn't let that happen so I prayed. If he did end up leaving me, I'd rather him leave with no traces. With no reason to come back.

After several hours of waiting for the doctor, we were finally taken into a room. "Lay back and relax for me. It's warm gel." I laid back and closed my eyes as she rubbed the gel over my stomach. Harry placed his hand on top of mine, giving it a tight squeeze. I ignored the feeling, paying attention to the screen instead.

The doctor wasn't speaking throughout the entirety of the ultrasound. I wondered if that was a good thing. Possibly. She would've told us by now if there was a human growing inside of me. After a while she grabbed a towel and wiped the gel.

"I am sorry to say, but you are not pregnant." A rush of relief left my body and a ton of weights were lifted off my shoulder. I turned to Harry. His eyebrows were furrowed and his lips were in a frown. He looked disappointed. I on the other hand couldn't be anymore happier. It sounds harsh, but we dodged a bullet. Neither of us were ready for this.

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We drove back in silence. The silence similar to the ones when we first met. When we got back to the house, Harry was already making himself comfortable on my bed. I didn't want to be harsh, but I wanted him to leave. I couldn't be around him. Not now.

"Harry, you can't stay today."

He sat up on the bed, "Why not?"

"Please. I don't want to discuss this right now."

"Did I do something wrong? Is that why you were crying?"

"I just want to be alone right now."

"I don't want to be alone Aurora." The sound of my name leaving his mouth rang through my ears. The words he spoke hitting me right in the chest. Harry rarely said my name. This was the second time ever he has said it and it shattered me the second time around. Harry pleaded at me to let him stay. He continued to tell me he didn't want to be alone. I understood why, but I can't put his health or feelings over mine anymore. I just wanted a day without him.

"Please leave." He stood up from the bed, leaving the room without another word. I sat down on the bed, crying once again.

It was hard for me to fall asleep that night as I couldn't bring myself to stop crying. It's been three hours now. I was beginning to get a headache from all the crying, but it was impossible to stop. I was also concerned about Harry. I was harsh on him. I hurt him. I didn't mean to, but I did. He told me I was his safe haven and I hurt him. I told him he can come to me whenever he felt alone and I pushed him away.

The knocking sound on my window startled me even more. I refused to get up. "Aurora!" Harry screamed my name and knocked on my window repeatedly. He was drunk. He only ever showed up at my window drunk. I couldn't bring myself to let him in. No matter how much he was hurting. I was hurting as well. I couldn't control my cries anymore as he continued to knock on my window and yell out my name.

Another hour passed. Harry was still knocking at the window and I was still crying.

"Aurora please let me in."

I stood up from the bed, walking over to the window. I unlocked the window and slid it open. Harry stood up from the balcony and came inside the room. He stood opposite of me, tears streaming down his face as well.

"I don't want to be alone. Please let me stay."

I took his hand, bringing him close to him. I wiped away his tears before hugging him. "I'm sorry I hurt you. It won't happen again."

I had to be considerate of Harry's feelings. He was already having a tough enough time dealing with his phobia. I couldn't push him away and be the reason for his pain. Even if he didn't care about me. Even if he was eventually going to leave me.  No matter how much he hurt me. I am his safe haven. I had to be there for him.