avery → h.s

part seven

Trust me when Clara said Harry and Nate should'nt be in my house it's true.

They turned my house into a wrecked ship.

"What on earth did you guys think you're doing?!"

Nate pointed his index finger to Harry. "His fault."

"What the fuck?" Harry cursed. "You're the one who made this disaster."

"It's because you started first!"

"Oh we all know this was started from you, Nate," Clara piped in.

"You're a marvelously nice cousin, Clark," Nate sarcastically praised.

"Stop!" I rubbed my temple. I walked towards Nate. "You. How in the world did you know Harry?"

Nate shrugged. "He's my brother."

"Don't start with me, Alter." I threatened. I knew Harry's only have one sister.

"Wait, Clara haven't told you?" He knitted his eyebrows. I turned to glowered at Clara.

"What? Told me what?"

She glanced at me for a second with a sad expression then looked down. She was silent and everyone in the room too. They knew something I don't know. They were keeping it from me. I can sense it.

"Talk, anyone!" I said, still with a calm tone.

Everyone were keeping their head down. Harry placed his hands on his knee as he was sitting on the couch. Nate was leaning on the walls. He put his hands on his pocket. Clara, too, she decided not to tell me the whole story. How come Nate said that he was Harry's brother?

God damn it, I hate this kind of situation.

"Come on, I'll tell you the whole story." Clara finally spoke, grabbing my wrist and lead me to the couch where Harry was sitting.

I sat between Harry and Clara. She turned to facing me. "It's actually not my rights to explain, but both Harry and Nate are cowards so I'm going to make this straight." She cleared her throat before speaking. "When Harry said that he was - "

"My mother married Nate's father." Harry cut off immediately.

That couldn't possibly happened.

I was turning back and forth between him and Nate, who crossing his hands between his chest now. Harry must've been kidding me. He was joking, right?

"You guys kidding, right?" I frowned. They remained silence, which punctuate that they're serious. I turned to Nate. "What happened to your mother?"

He sighed before replying. "She passed away from ischemic stroke when I was ten."

Now it's me facing Harry. "Your father?"

"That idiot cheated with a whore." He looked away. I voluntarily agreed with him. Still, it wasn't good to call your father an idiot. Even though 96 percent of me wants to call my father idiot. I shook my head nonchalantly.

"That's why Harry moved to Australia last year." Clara added.

Last year when Harry left me with a new girlfriend.

He didn't explain further about it, he only dumped me. He said he didn't love me anymore. That his feelings he had to me was gone. And then the next week before his graduation I found out he dated a sweet girl from his generation. I don't want to mention her name, she didn't involve in my complication with Harry. She was all innocent. At least that's what I knew.

Then the rumours said he was leaving the city. I thought, he succesfully entered his dream college at Massachuchetts to go to Harvard. In fact I was happy that his dream was fulfilled. While the truth is he moved to Australia. And I came up with awareness that Clara knew all along.