Shattered

" Bye Kelsey!" Marilyn yelled out the door after her. Kelsey turned around and waved back before getting in her car and driving away.

Marilyn walked back into the kitchen and stood on the other side of the island of me.

We just spent the last two hours having a fun girls night. Probably the last one me and my sister will have in a while.

I had to turn my phone off because Harry had been blowing up my phone. I couldn't stand it.

" That was a fun night." I said, with a smile. She nodded in agreement.

" Yeah. Yeah it was." She whispered, staring at me skeptically. " Are you okay?" She asked. I leaned back onto the counter and shook my head.

" No. I'm not," I murmured. I tucked a strand of blonde hair behind my ear. " I need to tell you something, Mari."

She looked concerned and worried all in one.

I opened my mouth, about to release it all when I quickly shut it.

I tried, but I physically couldn't.

No matter how much I wanted to tell her, I couldn't. I wouldn't only be ruining my relationship with her, or Harry's relationship with her, but id be ruining my relationship with Harry.

I thought I could say goodbye to him, but I can't.

I'd be doing more damage by telling her than keeping it from her.

I do know that I need to tell her about what Chance did to me though. It would take a big weight off my shoulders.

" Well? What is it?" Marilyn brought me from my train of thoughts.

I shook my head.

" Sydney, you've been so weird lately. Like, remember that one night you came home crying? Or how sometimes you don't even come home. You think I don't notice when you stay out all night?"

I winced at that part. Those were nights I spent out with Harry.
I shook those thoughts away.

" Marilyn... Do you remember that night I came to a party with Chance?"

I could see Marilyn racking her brain as she itched her head.

" Yeah, but wasn't that like, two months ago?" She asked. I nodded.

" Erm. Yeah. But. That's when it all started..." I trailed off. Her eyebrows knitted together in confusion.

" What happened?"

I sighed and massaged my temples. How do I tell her this?

" Well, that night, Chance slipped something in my drink," I said quietly.

I looked up at Marilyn and she was putting the peices together in her mind.

" No..." She gasped. I nodded.

" Yes. I woke up in the woods... He did it." I began to sob. She rushed around the island and brought me into my arms.

" Oh Sydney, why didn't you ever tell me?" She said into my neck.

I really don't know why I never told her. I felt so much better now.

" I don't know... It's just a hard to talk about It I guess." I said. She pulled away and held my shoulders, looking at me firmly in the eyes.

" Chance is a stupid Mother fucker who's Karma will come back to bite him in the ass," She said. One of her eyebrows propped up in seriousness. " It will. Now I'm just so happy you told me." She hugged me again.

And we stayed like that for a while, enjoying eachother's embrace.

" I love you." I said. I really did. I just wanted her to know that incase she ever found out about Harry and I.

" I love you too, Syd." She said.

If only she knew.

But true love is unconditional. Right?

-

After Marilyn went to bed I sat in my bedroom for an hour listening to all the voice mails Harry left me, begging to talk to him and to think about what I was about to do.

I gave in with a sigh and stood up, grabbing my shoes and keys, and heading towards the one place I should be staying away from.

Harry's apartment.

-

The door swung open to a worried Harry. His curls were messy, he had bags under his eyes, and he hadn't even changed out of his clothes from today, yet he still looked god-like.

He didn't even give me time to say hey before I was wrapped inside his arms and he was breathing with relief.

" I'm so happy you came. I really wanted to come over but I didn't know if you had told her and if I was welcomed or if you even wanted to see me—"

" Of course I wanted to see you," I cupped his face in my hands, gently carressing it. His eyes were a bright green, which meant he was happy.

" Come in. We need to talk." He said. I nodded, walking inside and setting my keys on the counter.

" So did you tell her?" He asked. I sighed, and shook my head no.

" No. No I didn't," I whispered, walking towards him. " It sucks because I want to. I want to tell her so badly. I should tell her. But I can't. Harry, I just can't. I'd do more damage then what was already done," I wrapped my arms around his torso and shoved my face into his chest, breathing in his scent that calmed me, but didn't stop my tears from falling.

" I feel so guilty Harry. Like this is a lie that I will have to live with forever," I rested my chin on his chest and looked up at him. He looked down on me, nodding, wiping my tears away for me.

" I know. But you aren't in it alone. I'm here Sydney. We'll make it through it." He put his head on mine.

" We take this to our graves. Okay?" I asked.

" Okay." He said with out hesitation. I shook my head.

" Promise me,"

He sighed, kissing my forehead.

" I promise, Sydney."

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