Tracing The Stars H.S AU

Chapter 18- Complicated Showers

Harry's POV

I haven't seen my mom since middle school.

Well, up until yesterday.

The last thing I expected to do was run into her at the farm. Fuck, I didn't even know she was going to be there.

My mother was an alcoholic for most of my life. There were good times, like when we were younger and went on family vacations. Or when she used to take us to the zoo every Friday. Something snapped in her when I was twelve, and I'm not sure what it was, but a glass of wine at dinner turned into three whole bottles. She was a lawyer just like my Dad, and I remember when she told him she quit her job at the firm because she was "overwhelmed" and "stressed."

No, she quit her job to sit and home, drink, and forget to feed her kids.

My Dad eventually had enough of her bullshit and divorced her.

Speaking of My Dad, he talked to me today before school and asked why I was at the farm. My Mom called my Dad and told him she saw me there. I didn't really have a good explanation for him. I go there all the time. My key still worked, and I like it there.

However, no one told me that during the divorce, my Mom got the farm, and my Dad got our beach house down in Florida.

Not like my Mom would have told me. She stopped talking to my sister and I after the divorce. My Dad told me today the guy she was with, John, is her husband now.

I called my sister, Gemma, because I wanted to tell her about it, but she didn't answer. She goes to Yale, so I know she is busy studying her ass off, so I do my best not to bother her.

My next best bet was Maya and Gabe, who answered on the first ring and came over to talk about it. I would have called Blair, but I didn't want to dump my family drama on her. My family drama is extensive, and not only would it scare her away, but I don't think I was ready to talk about it with her.

It was easier talking to Gabe and Maya about it because we all had similar problems. Our families are broken. Gabe is fatherless, and Maya's parents pretend like they don't exist to each other until there is a media event.

Blair was lucky in that sense. Honestly, I envied her. Blair's Dad cared about her a lot. I'd see the way they would interact when she sat in at practices in the summer. They would laugh, and I even saw them kicking around a ball here and there. Her Mom was also around at the school a lot, dropping off cookies for bake sales, and I'm positive her mom is president of the PTA.

I couldn't even remember the last time I cracked a joke with my Dad. My parents don't even show up to my soccer games. I'm lucky if I make contact with my Dad during the day. I could probably be gone for a week, and my own father wouldn't even notice it.

I don't even know if my family could be stitched back together. Both my parents have moved on. Dad and Monica aren't married yet, but I wouldn't be surprised if they were to get engaged soon.

I had so many questions for my Mom. Did she not want me in her life? Is she ashamed of me? Why did she have to ruin everything? Why did she drink to the point where she couldn't even feed us?

I had to do my best not to think about it because it would send me into a downward spiral. All these questions were unanswerable. The only person who could answer them was my mom, and she hasn't talked to me in four years.

The next day, I ended up driving Gabe and Maya to school because they stayed the night at my house.

I only got to see Blair at lunch because we didn't have science today, plus she had rehearsals for the school musical. I know she has been working so hard, and I don't even understand musicals, but I told her I would come see her opening night front row.