I spent the whole afternoon in my dads office laying on the coach. I think after lunch when my dad checked on me and noticed I didn't have a fever he caught on but he didn't say anything, he just went back to work and let me go back to sleep. I was glad he didn't ask though I was so tired I hadn't slept all night because I was too busy thinking what would happen if my parents figured out what Harley did and the fact that I was involved.
After about a few more hours my dad finally decided it was time to go home for dinner before my mom had a cow over him not being home for dinner again this week. We spent the whole ride home in silence though, despite the radio which i think was starting to make me sick it was so load, I think my dad is going deaf. Anyway though once we reached home we walked into my mom setting the table for dinner.
"How are you feeling?" she asked placing down the plates and the utensils
"Better," I shrugged and looked up at my dad who gave me a look and turned to walk into his office "He had a tough day at work?" I said trying to change the subject
"I know," my mom said "he called me at lunch to fill me in on how you where doing"
"Oh, ok" I said hoping he hadn't told her i was never sick to begin with
"He said your fever broke so if your hungry food might be a good idea, considering you haven't eatten since lunch yesterday?" My mom said solemnly as she turned her back on me and walked into the kitchen again.
"Sorry, i was busy last night," I exclaimed as she came back out of the kitchen with cups "Where is Skyler and Harley anyway?"
"In the living room, they are watching TV and doing homework... " She paused to look at me "Your getting pail again are you okay?"
"Yah I just got really lightheaded," I could feel my palms starting to get really sweaty too and I was starting to get really cold. "I'm just ganna go into the living room and try to relax." My mom nodded in my direction and turned to walk back into the kitchen.
I couldn't let my mom see me this nervous i thought to myself right now it could pass off as a sickness since i had actually managed to make myself sick this morning out of being so nervous but at some point they would find out. Why couldn't Harley just go back home with Ben where she belongs I moaned to myself as i rounded the corner into the living room and without looking up at Skyler and Harley i plopped down into the recliner.
"You look horrible?" Sklyer commented
"Thanks, that's comforting," I glared at her "What are you watching anyway?"
"Idk just whatever is on...oh," she piped in "Have you met Harley?" Harley slowly lifted her eyes from the piece of paper she was feverishly writing on in her lap.
"As a mater in fact yes," Skyler looked at me, It gave me chills it was as if she was trying to see inside my mind it was creepy
"But you've never met her?"
"I have...just before i met you." I threw in before she could ask why. Skyler hates when she is left out of the loop that I picked up on very fast when our parents got married the summer of our last year in middle school. The same time Harley ran away! I looked at Harley and our eyes met but she quickly broke the chain and casted her eyes back to the piece of paper she was writing on. I sighed and turned my eyes to the TV, why did she have to come here!
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Harley
Seeing Conner for the first time in like ten years is really awkward but if we are going to be living together till i could find out how to tell my mom what was going on then we need to learn to work this out. I just hope, with how bad he looked that he didn't give anything away or we would both be in a tough place. He can only ploy this nervousness off as a sick card for so long before his parents catch on.
"Dinner is on," There mom finally called from the dinning room and i watched Conner flinch at the though of food. Sklyer jumped up beside me and waved me on with her.
"I'll be there in a sec i just want to finish this up," I stalled trying to get some free time with Conner
"Alright," Sklyer shrugged "But, if your not out at the table in like fifteen minuets my mom might come get you." I nodded in her direction as she turned and left the room.
"What's up?" I said as soon as Skyler disappeared "Am I making you sick?" "No," he whispered not even turning to look at me "I am sick!"
"Oh yah...." I said sarcastically "and I'm dying, I'm serious Conner? I'm worried about you?"
"Your worried about me, what about yourself?" Conner turned to me "We can't play this off that we did nothing wrong Harley, we did do something wrong, ten years ago when this all started."
"I'm sorry," I tried to apologize reaching for his hand but he quickly pulled it away and stood up backing away from me
"Sorry means you won't do it again, and sometimes i doubt that? This Thursday you messed up Harley, you went too far and i can't sit around and watch anymore!" I could tell he was trying to keep his voice down but it seemed like it was becoming a struggle for him as I watched the anger and sadness grow in his eyes. But I couldn't bring myself to do or say anything, my feet where glued to the floor and my head was spinning. "Thursday night you went too far and took me along with you, now we are both in trouble, and I don't know how much longer I can refrain from telling someone! I'm not use to this! This isn't me!" He turned and slammed his fist so hard into the wall a hole erupted and the sound echoed through the house. Conner just stood there stunned as he drew his clenched fist back and noticed the blood on his knuckles and the whole in the wall. His parents and Skyler came running in and just stood in the doorway without speaking they just kept looking from me to Conner to the wall like they were trying to put all the pieces together. Conner finally coming out of his daze turned and looked at me and then I watched his eyes scan over to where his parents and Skyler were.
"Why are you all looking at me?" He tried to control his anger but you could still hear it in his voice. Then when no one answered him he pushed past his mother in the doorway and ran up the stairs.
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