Home (H.S)

"He was my home Harry, and now I feel homeless because of your stupid decision to fall in love with him." Hot tears were streaming down my face now. I look in his eyes and they were a mixture of hurt and anger.
"You don't think I know that Scarlett? God I didn't mean for this to happen, I never meant for that to happen. You think I wanted him to die! I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him and now he's gone and I hate myself every single day because of it!" He yells and throws the lamp on the nightstand across the room. It hits the wall and shatters. I jump at the sound and collapse onto the floor in a puddle of tears.
"He was my home to. He brought me home and now I have nothing!" He throws his hands in the air in a fit of rage. I look up to see tears streaming down his face at this point too. He falls to the floor in front of me bawling his eyes out. You can hear the hurt in his sobs. It actually hurt to hear him cry this loud.
Now we both lay on the floor hyperventilating with our head in our hands. Unable to speak or even think I go to hug him and we completely fall apart in each other's hands.