I was now pacing around the room worrying of course. Louis tried to calm me down, but it wasn’t working. He’s been gone for over an hour now and his sister was here.
Melissa was in the shower and I let her borrow some of my clothes. Hopefully she fits into them, but I think it’s better than what she had on. Her clothes were very worn and her skin was dirty; I wanted to know what happened to her, but I think it’s better to let her tell us when she’s ready. I know I still don’t want to talk about what happened with Shawn yet and she’s been missing for years; who knows what she’s been through.
“Gabby, you’re just making it worse on yourself by thinking about it so much,” Louis said from the couch where he has remained the whole time.
“You’re not worried? Not even a little bit? He said an hour and it’s been almost two,” I pointed out.
“He’ll be fine; he probably got stuck in traffic or something.”
“But he told me he would tell you if he thought it would take longer than an hour and he hasn’t contacted you at all, has he?”
“Well, no, but-”
“But nothing. Something’s wrong; he knows how upset I was that he was even going in the first place. I’ve lost everyone, I can’t lose him too.”
I tried holding back my tears, but it was no use. There had to be something wrong. He would have told Louis he was going to be longer than he thought if everything was okay. I quickly wiped away my tears as Melissa walked into the room. If she saw me crying she would ask what was wrong and I didn’t need her to be upset too.
“Thank you for letting me shower and giving me clothes,” she thanked me.
I nodded, too afraid that my voice would shake if I tried to talk.
“I don’t mean to sound intrusive, but do you know where Harry is or when he’ll be back? I haven’t seen him in so long.”
My heart crumbled at her question and knowing that neither of us could answer the question either. The tears filled back up in my eyes and slipped down my cheeks.
I didn’t want to cry in front of her about this, but I couldn’t help it. I’ve lost so many people that I love and I can’t even bare the thought of losing him too. It hurt so much when we were apart, but never seeing him again would be too much to handle.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t-”
“No, you’re fine. Gabby’s just…emotional today,” Louis cut her off.
“Did you, um, want to stay here tonight?” I asked Melissa once I got my tears under control.
“Oh…uh, yeah, if you don’t mind. I’m sure I could find some place else.”
“No, no it’s fine, really. Let me just show you where the guest room is.”
I led her up the steps and to the bedroom. She thanked me again and I told her not to worry about it before going to my bedroom.
That room wasn’t even really a guest room; it was supposed to be Kaylee’s room. Then she passed away so now it has little purpose to me. I still haven’t told Harry my real reason for buying this house and now I don’t know if I ever will.
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[on going] What if one boy could flip your whole world around in just a matter of weeks? [first posted July 2, 2013] Copyright © 2014, ForeverDreamingx™ ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. This book contains material protected under International and Federal Copyr...