Chapter 4

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Harry invites me into the den.

"Um. What happened?"

"Its okay, I will just wait till Gemma comes home."

"Um okay. Well do you want to watch tv in the meantime"

"I guess"

We put on law and order. Both of our favorite shows.

Now its been clearly longer than a half hour.

"Have you heard anything from Gemma?"

"I have not, why do you ask?"

"Well, she told me she would be home from the mall in a half hour. Yet it has been longer than that. I really need to talk to her. "

"Hold on I will call her." He assured me.

"Gem, where are you?"

"Were stuck in fucking traffic! I have no idea when we will be home." She says she on speaker phone.

"Crap, 'cause you know Jackie is here right."

"I know, she is really upset. I wish could help her right now."

Why is this happening. Should I stay here? Should I go home? Im going to burst out in tears any second. Harry does not need to see that. I plopped myself on the steps. I buried my head in my hands. I dont know what to do. But Gemma, the reason I came over here, is stuck in traffic.

Harry shouts from the den "Jackie?"

I unwillingly pull myself off the steps and back to the den.

"So Gemma doesn't know when she will be home, but you are more than welcome to stay."

"Maybe I will just go home."

I feel the tears building up, and get ready to fall for the third time today. I run towards the door. I get it open just a little bit before its suddenly slammed shut by Harry.

"C'mon let me go"

"No"

I turn to rest my back on the door.

"Why! Gemmas not here!"

"Because your obviously not okay!" He shouts with his arm still holding the door.

"Ugh. Harry! Stop!"

"Talk."

"You wouldn't care."

"Yes I would."

What did I get myself into now I'm being forced to tell him. Harry grabs my wrist and drags me to the kitchen.

"Why are we in the kitchen."

"Because this kitchen is where food is kept, and im hungry, so sit and talk."

"Fine" I hesitantly give in.

Where do I begin.

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