We're back to playing, the crying game.
Artist: Nicki Minaj (my mom)
Song: The Cying Game
H A R R Y
"She was ours Harry."
"S-she was ours?" I ask quietly.
"She had your curls." Haven smiles sadly and runs a hand through my hair.
"And she had our eyes, those forest green irises with different shades," she goes on rubbing my cheek with the pad of her thumb.
"Harry I'm so sorry." She whispers her blood shot eyes apparent. I'm still trying to wrap my f.ucking head around this.
"Were you ever going to tell me?" I question her sharply.
"H-harry I just wanted it to go away, its been eating me up for 5 years." She shakes her head.
"She was my kid too Haven! She was mine too!" My voice breaks.
"Don't you think I f.ucking knew that Harry! Don't f.ucking tell me I didn't know, you weren't f.ucking there!" She yells back at me.
"Why didn't you find me?!"
"It's not my job to find you! Okay? It's not my job to hunt you down and tell you, because you left me!" Shs shouts tears pouring out of her eyes as it starts to rain.
"We had a kid together!"
"And she f.ucking died Harry, I'm sorry, I tried everything! I gave her everything!" She defends even in her depressing state.
"You could've called me." I reply coldly. She chuckles and looks at me with mascara stained cheeks,
"When you walked out of that church, I found it abundantly clear that you didn't f.ucking need me anymore!" I remain silent.
"You don't know half of what I've gone through," She points her finger at me.
"I have been beaten, homeless, lost everything, and broke, but you know what Harry? I am not going to f.ucking break and give into any of your bull s.hit."
"This isn't bull s.hit Haven this is serious." I state sternly.
"I am not going to be treated like trash, you don't know the half of what happened so don't act like you do." She fights back and drops the baby pink roses on my baby girl's grave.
H A V E N
Walking briskly to my car him hot on my heels, I open my car door before getting in and shutting it.
"Open the god d.amn car!" Harry yells and I roll down the window.
"I f.ucking love you, but get your god d.amn s.hit together or else I'm leaving." I seethe shoving the key into the ignition and turning it.
"Haven don't drive in this state," His vein on his neck protruding.
"Good maybe I'll f.ucking crash, and you'll see what it's like to lose something." I step on the pedal leaving him behind me. I watch him in the rear view mirror,
"F.uck!" He shouts as I pull out of the cemetery road.
Holding my hand not occupied by the steering wheel I sob into it.
***
"Go away Archie I don't wanna talk," I mumble still staring at the messed up girl in the mirror.
"Good thing I'm not Archie." Andrew grins and I immediately sit up.
"What the hell are you doing in my club." I sit back in my chair.
"I wanted to talk to you baby," He confesses.
"There's nothing to talk about Andrew, it wasn't your first time but it is your god d.amn last." I remind him strictly.
"Baby what we had-"
"Keyword had, now get out." I command.
"Listen here you b.itch you owe me!" He roars.
"I don't owe you s.hit, if anything you should since I didn't call the f.ucking cops on you." I yell at him slamming my hand on my desk.
"You and I both know you're too weak." He chuckles.
"Really? Because I recall bashing your f.ucking head in with a lamp after you assaulted me." I deadpan quickly and his face grows red with anger.
"If you weren't such a cheating slut I wouldn't have had to punish you."
"I didn't cheat you a.sshole, I had Melody concieved before you!"
"You said you were a virgin."
"You of all people should know that wasn't true." I smirk at him.
"You sick twisted b.itch!" He charges at me over the desk and I grab my gun from my top drawer.
"Get the f.uck away from me." I cock the gun pointing it at him.
"You wouldn't." He laughs.
"I wouldn't test me Andrews, I'm f.ucking done, now put your hands up." He puts his hands up in the air slowly and hesitantly.
"You killed her Haven, you're a f.ucking killer!" He spits.
"Stop." I demand.
"She wouldn't have died, but you killed her!"
"Stop!"I shout loudly.
"You naive little girl, I'm glad I beat the s.hit out of you, but it didn't knock sense into you." And that's when I snap.
"F.uck you, you lying, cheating, abusing wanker of a f.ucking human!"
"Go ahead Haven, shoot me, kill me like you did to her!" He steps forward grabbing my arms but not the gun. The pain registers as he slaps me on my cheek,
You worthless piece of shit
Slut
Whore
"GO TO HELL!" I shout crying before pulling the trigger. He gasps and looks down at his wounded chest spilling out with blood, his marks of his hands still on my wrists.
"Go to hell." I whisper to the silent room until his body thuds on the ground.
"I can't get a break." I sit on the floor away from the corpse wrapping my arms around my knees shaking.
"Haven?!"
Bang. -tate langdon
