broken » h.s. (COMPLETED)

thirteen

Harry's POV

I walked up the front steps to Tracy's house and knocked twice. She opened it right away with a smile.

I do like her, I guess. She's nice and all, but she's really clingy. Maybe that's why I'm attracted to Bailey so much. Because she's stubborn and I have to work hard to get to her.

But when I kissed her that time...it was absolutely amazing. I've never felt something like that before. And I felt like I won. But when she pushed me off of her, I felt defeated all over again.

"Hello? Harry!" Tracy waved her hand in front of my face.

"Oh sorry." I snapped out of my thoughts.

"You can come in, you know. I don't bite." She said with a wink. I declined the offer because of what I was about to do.

"I'm breaking up with you." I said quickly. She looked stunned, which kind of pissed me off seeing that she's kind of full of herself.

"I don't understand." She answered.

"I think I'm in love someone else so it's not fair to you." I said quietly.

"What, that Bailey girl that was at your house before?" She said with a snotty tone in her voice.

"What is that supposed to mean?" I said defensively.

"I just know that you deserve better. Call me when you come to your senses." She slammed the door.

I guess that was easy.

Bailey's POV

I stood outside the hospital room and took a deep breath. "Do you want me to go in with you?" Josh asked.

I shook my head, "No, I want to go alone." I had my hand on the doorknob.

The memories of my childhood kept coming back all at once.

"Hi mom." I said as I got home from school one day. "Hey Bailey." She replied, typing and email on her computer.

"I got my report card!" I said, half nervously but half excitedly. Freshman year was finally over.

"Let me see." She said, taking it from me. "Why is there a B?" She asked.

"Mom it's honors English. It was really hard! And it's an 89% so it's a B+." I said, pleadingly, wanting my mothers approval more than anyone else's.

"Take a look at your brothers." She said, sliding a piece of paper over to me, "All A's and A+'s. Not even an A- in his AP classes." She said, tiredly. I just wanted to scream at her, ask her what else can I do to be good enough for her. But instead, I coward into my room and cry.

I ignored Josh and the rest of my family for the rest of the week until I got tired of it.

~~

"Mom! My letter from Yale is here!" I said, running inside after school.

"Open it!" She said, actually excited for me.

I ripped it open and read it as fast as possible. My heart dropped when I read the first sentence. "I didn't get in." I said with tears in my eyes. "I was wait listed though!" I said at my moms look of disapproval.

"Yeah, like anyone will reject a Yale acceptance." She said, walking away into the other room.

I ripped the letter to shreds and threw it on the ground, then followed them, dropping to my knees and crying.

~~

I shook the tears out of my eyes. Josh said she was sorry, right?

I pushed the memories and negative thoughts out of my head and got ready to face my mother. I had to be forgiving. She is dying, I have to show her how much I love her and how I always have for the past couple years.

I twisted the doorknob and slipped in, closing the door behind me. "Hi mom." I said at the weak figure in front of me, who mustered a smile on her face and shakily held her arms open for me.

I surprised myself when I ran to her, and embraced her, sobbing into her hospital gown.

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-megan (it's been a while ;))