Chapter Twenty

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Josh Record-Bones

-Skyler-

"Then he said he would always wait for me" I finish telling the events of the trip to Savannah

"Oh my word" She leaned forward, cupping her hands around her mouth "That is the sweetest thing i've ever heard, Skyler. And what did you say back?"

I shrugged my shoulders "Nothing really"

Savannah quickly straightened her posture and gave my arm a light tap, causing me to flinch in my desk chair

"How can you just not say anything to that?" she asks, her voice raising in volume

"Shh!" I raise my finger to my lips "We aren't the only ones in the office, you know"

"Seriously, Skyler. Why are you so afraid to admit your feelings for him"

"Harry is ok with it, why can't you be" I retorted

"You've got to be kidding me. Harry is too much of a nice guy to show that it bothers him. You know what I think?" Savannah squinted her eyes slightly, cocking her head to the side.

Her finger nails began to tap in rhythm on my desk

"What?"

"I think that you care for Harry just as much as he cares for you; maybe more. I don't think you're ready to admit those kind of feelings. Admitting those feelings means letting him in."

"You don't know what I feel, Savannah" I defend myself

"No." She stopped the tapping of her fingers "No i don't. But you do. And you know I'm right"

-Harry-

I shuffled through letters that laid on the kitchen counter. Hospital bills were still being sent daily. Now Car repair bills were being thrown at us too. Having nearly totalled my car in my accident; those bills were also a suffocating amount

Though I was back at work now, and I was given workers compensation; I still had a heafty total due to the hospital.

Frustration overcame me, causing me to hit my fist harshly on the counter. A glass fell off of the counters surface as I hit it, causing it to shatter on the ground. I muttered under my breath as I picked up the sharp pieces

I heard light footsteps coming down the hallway

"H-Harry?" Skyler spoke softly "Is everything ok?"

"Yeah" I nodded, taking the broken glass to the garbage "I'm just a little stressed, that's all"

Her eyes quickly shifted to the sink

"Is it because of the dishes? I'll clean it up right away" she hurried over to the small pile of dishes that were accumulating in the sink

I furrowed my brow "Skye, no"

Her lips pursed in a nervous manner "Is it the living room? I was going to clean. I just forgot when I got ho-"

I raised my hand to run my fingers through my hair; Skyler flinched as I did so, raising her arms to cover her face

I quickly stopped. Freezing my movement

"Skyler what was that?"

Skyler opened her eyes as she lowered her arms. Her eyes still held a timid look

"I- uhm" she began to tug at her hands

"You thought I was going to hit you" I say quickly

My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach.

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