Watching You

64|It's a Lie

Harry's pov

The bed is sickly empty without Alexis

I stared at the vacant space at by my side

She gone- a long weekend away with her sister

But even if she were here... she refuses to come to bed with me

I can't even really blame her

I had been so distant from her for a week and just expected for her to forgive me at the drop of a hat? Not happening

But that won't change that fact I'm still trying to make up for it by being extra sweet and apologizing every chance I get

I turned looking up at my ceiling

The idea of having a baby... it made me anxious, it made me ill, it made me-

Shit I mean what kind of pathetic fucking father would I be? No child would deserve a sad excuse for father like me

I heard my phone and I was very tempted to just ignore it and pretend my isolation went on uninterrupted

But it could be Alexis

I sat up and grabbed my phone

Speaking of shitty fathers

I answered (purely for the fact I knew he wouldn't leave me alone until I heard what he had to say) "what?" I answered

"Where is she?"

"Alexis?" I questioned

"NO NOT YOUR BLOODY WHORE! JOYCLYNN"

"Joyclynn?" I repeated because there must be some confusion

He calling me was looking for my step-mother?

"YES YOU DEAF MOTHERFUCKER, MY EX-WIFE! WHERE IS SHE?!"

I shook my head "fuck if I know"

"She came to the US and I wanna know why so for your health boy you better not be lying to me!"

"I don't even have contact with her" I said logically "I have no bloody clue"

"God DAMMIT" he hung up

I pulled my phone from my ear shaking my head

My phone rang again ,this time in my hand, It was my gate guard I sighed heavily and answered "yes?"

I'm so very sure it's my father at my gate ready to have a fight with me about the validity of my claims on not knowing where my step-mother has gone

"A woman is at the gate... her name is Joyclynn sir"

My mind went completely blank

After a long moment of silence he asked "Should I let her in?" I nodded but snapped out of it and realized he couldn't see me

"Y-yes yes let her in" I hung up tossing my phone onto my bed I got up and rushed toward my front door my sudden appearance scaring Mrs.Short making her clank some dishes together in the sink

"Dismissed" I said in passing

"B-but sir your dinner is in the oven right-"

I stopped turning to face her "Then go into another room" I hissed quickly making my way to the front door

I opened all the locks and tore the door open

There was Joyclynn her once waist length chocolate hair cut into a very blunt bob that didn't even touch her shoulders tinged with greys, her old plump frame replaced by an extremely slender (nearly sickly) body, her bright blue eyes that reflected the sunny sky now showed the depths of the ocean that were not exactly complemented by the purple of dark circles that had been attempted to be covered by concealer that was now rubbing off

This was not my mother (step-mother)

She stopped at my door ,it wasn't the fact I was blocking it with my body either, because I moved and she still didn't enter

she said "I need to speak with you"

Her voice... the voice that was a sweet melody to my ears as a child was now more raspy and sad ,but in only the slightest, I was surprised I could have even noticed the difference

But she had sounded like the piano then

"Of course" I said maybe a touch too eagerly

She stepped in looking around ,unlike Gemma she moved further from the entryway

She sat herself on my sofa crossing her legs I followed and only now realized I was still just in my boxers "s-should I get dressed?" Why had I asked instead of just doing it?

Her eyes raked over my body probably taking it all the tattoos

"Don't bother I won't be here long" she sat back and relaxed "who is that woman who left me a message?"

"a woman?" I questioned "Alexis?"

"I don't know her name but she left me a message after we spoke"

So Alexis said she didn't answer but I didn't even think of the possibility she'd leave Joyclynn a message "Yes... that was Alexis"

"And who is she?" She asked curtly

"That would be my girlfriend" I looked down "she's actually not here right now"

"Well what makes her think she has any right to tell me what happened to my son?"

"I-I honestly have no idea what she told you, I didn't even know she left you a message I would have never let her-"

"Spout lies?" She cut me off finishing my sentence

"I don't know what she told you but she wouldn't have lied to you" I have full confidence in my love to not lie or start drama like that

"But you would agree with her wouldn't you? Of course you wouldn't admit to killing Edward"

"I didn't kill him!" I snapped "I DID COCAINE HE DID HEROIN" I reeled myself in "I'm sorry mum I didn't mean to raise my voice at you" I didn't know what else to call her other than Mum- Ms.Joyclynn was horribly formal, Joyclynn was disrespectful, and I honestly didn't know her maiden name to even try that

She didn't care though because she said "how do I know you're telling the truth?"

"Well... I don't know any easy way to prove it to you" I mumbled I couldn't think right now I was still so caught off guard by her drastic change in appearance and by her presence in general

"Right so then you'd understand why I can't believe you" she hissed

I frowned deeply "how could I have even given him the drugs when we lived in different states?" I questioned

She cocked an eyebrow "you were living together" that was a statement but she said it questioningly

I shook my head "no he died in Florida I was still living in the house father bought for us, Edward left because he didn't want to live with me..." I then added "we never got along as I'm sure you'd recall"

She stared at me "I don't understand you weren't in Florida with him?"

"No, who told you that?"

"Your father..." she answered hesitantly

"Have you ever actually read the corners report? It says who was in the house with him at his time of death... I was actually admitted to the hospital here later that night" I asked softly trying not to make it seem like that was any way her fault

"But he..." I could see her struggling to put things together

I frowned deeply "read the corners report and if you want I can probably ask for that hosptial record and show you my test results... We didn't do the same drugs" I saw her starting to tear up

"He said that-" she let out a soft cry "HE LIED TO ME"

I had an urge to touch her to offer some kind of comfort but I couldn't bring myself to do it

I wanted to believe it was because I didn't wanna overstep some unspoken boundary between us... but really I just didn't want to

"He's been lying to you mum... for a very long time"