chapter ten

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I woke up in the one place I never wanted to be again. It'd been a couple days since I'd been home, and I knew my mom was furious. I could hear her screaming at someone downstairs, but I wasn't sure who.

I kept wondering who it was and the reason why I was back here. It was probably my grandmother. I hate family.

I slowly crept down the stairs to make sure I didn't interrupt anything important. I could make out my mother and her short, dyed too much, fried hair, but I still couldn't tell who the person she was screaming at was. I peeked around the corner to try to get a better view but that didn't seem to help either.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. I thought it was what she wanted," I heard a familiar voice say. It was a dark, raspy voice that sent a shiver throughout my body.

Shit. It's Harry.

Why the fuck did he bring me back here? He knows I hate it here. Why would he do this? I couldn't fucking trust anyone anymore. I thought he actually cared about me. I thought someone actually cared about me.

I ran back up the stairs to put on my shoes and grabbed the keys off the counter. I slipped out the door before anyone noticed the rustling I caused.
The car turned onto the sound of The Killers. What about Harry? Was this it for us? Would I ever see him again?

Before I could answer these questions myself, the front door shot open and Harry began running towards the car in a panic. He gestured for me to roll down the window, so I did.

"You can't go. You need to stay here," he pleaded.

"What the hell? I thought you were on my side. Did my mom put you up to this?" I raised my voice.

"No! Mason you just have to trust me, okay? Running away isn't the right choice. Promise me you won't leave."

"No way! You can't just show up out of nowhere and tell me what to do with my life! Just fucking leave me alone!" I screamed.

I slowly began tearing up. I hated this. I finally had everything I wanted; Harry, being away from my mother, and just being happy and now everyone's taking that away. Why did I ever trust Harry? And why the fuck would he take me back here?

"Mason please calm down," he tried to look me in the eyes but I refused to let him.

I was so furious at him that I decided to look him dead in the eyes but I had no idea what was going to come out.

"Nobody can trust you and maybe this is exactly why your parents don't want you anymore," is what came out. I put the car in reverse and began driving away from everything; Harry, my mom, and I was heading nowhere but happiness.

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