Quiet

-Harry-

Angry tears rolled down my face as I sat against the tree where I used to come as a kid.. How can this shit happen now! Why? What the fuck did I do to deserve this shit!

I shook my head and put my face in my hands.. I get a fucking call from Gemma telling me that Dad's dead. We never had a relationship .. We always fought and id always end up leaving.. But now that I'm older I wanted to at least try to get close to him..

Tears blurred my vision as I looked around .. I used to come here all the time to clear my head .. It's been a while since I've been here last.. I shook my head to rid the thoughts I was thinking and pulled out a cig from my pocket .. I places it in my mouth as I lit the end ..

"Hey," someone said from behind me and I turned around.. It was a girl.. She was an average height with dirty blonde hair and big bright blue eyes.. She looked at me with a small smile.

"You okay?" She asked as she walked closer. It was then I realized I had tear stains on my cheeks.. I turned away from her and wiped at my cheeks..

"You didn't quite answer my question you know" she chuckled as she sat down a few inches away from me. She placed a guitar on her lap and looked at me.. I furrowed my eyebrows and my eyes hardened ..

"Do I know you?" I asked coldly.. She raised her eyebrows and had an amused smile on her face..

"I'm Angel." She stated and held out her hand. I took a drag of my cig and blew it in her face. She shook her head and coughed. Her eyes hardened for a second but softened soon after.

"You wanna talk about it?" She asked and started strumming her guitar lightly while looking down.

"Talk about what?" I sighed not really in the mood for conversation

"why you were crying." She smiled at me and I clenched my jaw.

"It's none of your business." I barked at her and she jumped slightly.. She cocked her head to the side and had an amused look on her face..

"Why are you even here? You saw me sitting here, didn't your parents ever teach you to not talk to strangers or are you just looking to get into people's businesses that you don't even know?" I asked and narrowed my eyes at her.. Her smile fell a little but soon returned.

"Nope my parents died when I was 2, and foster parents don't really have time to teach you anything so.." She trailed off and I felt like a total dick .. But I wasn't going to apologize.. My pride was just to big.

"And if you must know I'm here because I always come here, to write, to sing, to clear my head.. Found this spot a couple months ago and just loved it." She said patting her guitar.. She then stood up and grabbed her guitar..

"Sorry for intruding .. Hope whatever your going through gets better and I hope your okay." She said in a small voice with a smile.. I couldn't bring up the courage to reply so I just nodded my head once and looked away from her.. I hears her foot steps getting farther away and I just broke down again.. I wiped my tears and tried to get up but I couldn't .. My heart just hurts so much ..

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