Crossing Paths
Chapter 4
Juliet`s POV:
“You should go home”, Zayn said after I calmed down again.
I was embarrassed for crying so fast, but I felt to exhausted to really care about it.
“I don`t want to”, I said shaking my head.
“Sky, you shouldn`t go back in there”, Zayn insisted.
“But I don`t want to run into my dad”, I said already shocked just by the thought of it.
“He is at work and you told me this morning he won`t be back until 9pm.” Good point.
“Juliet, we still have 8 periods to come and she is probably in most of them”, Harry said. I realized that I was still holding on to his shirt, grabbing it so hardly that my finger knuckles were white.
“I think you are right. I could really need some time to think about all of this and I slept bad anyways so I think...I could need a time-out”, I gave in.
Zayn nodded his head clearly happy about my decision. He hugged me and I sighed deeply on his chest.
“You`ll be okay”, he said and I believed him. We have been friends since his mum started to work at the same hospital like mine.
That was 8 years ago and since then he had never lied to me about anything and I knew that way I could trust him with everything he says. He smiled at me one last time before he headed back to the building. Harry still stood beside me.
“Do you need anything?”, he asked. I was about to shake my head before I realized that Zayn took me this morning to school and my car was standing still in our garage.
“Oh...I have to walk”, I said. Harry looked at me and started to laugh.
“You look like a lost puppy!” I had to smile, even though it was just a little one.
“Here”, he grabbed into his jeans pocket and handled me his car keys. “I ask Zayn to give me a ride home”, he said.
“Thank you so much and I am sorry for ruining your shirt”, I said, while I starred on the mascara stains on his shirt. He followed my view and waved it away.
“I think you just made it a thousand times better. This is like the best spare part now!” He smiled and I starred at his dimples, his eyes and his curly, messy hair.
God, he was perfect.
“Thank you again”, I said going up to my toes to reach his cheek to give him a kiss. He still had his eyes closed as I stepped backwards to get to his car.
I turned one more time and looked over my shoulder. He was staring at me with his deep green eyes.
(SOME TIME LATER)
As I drove in the familiar driveway I sighed deeply again. I remembered this morning as I walked it down and everything was in perfect place.
Now everything was a mess. My head felt like it was close to burst and I crept out of the car into the house.
As I got in my room I laid down on my big double bed with the soft sheets and stared at the ceiling. That was the way our housemaid Carla found me.
“Oh, Sky darling”, she said as she walked in to sit down on my bed, “are you sick? What is wrong?”
“My dad did a really stupid thing in his past and no it is following me”, I said. She looked at me gently and took my hands in hers.
“Oh, Sky. Your father is such a good person and I am sure he never wanted to do something to make you suffer. I know a lot of different men and I can tell by heart he is one of the most caring I know. He loves you”, she said with her Spanish accent.
“I`m sure, he has mistakes too”, I said bitter. It was all his fault.
“That just proves that he is human”, Carla said. “I still remember the little you, who told me the first day I worked for your family, that your daddy is a superhero and he would protect you from anything bad in this world. Don`t make one mistake ruin this trust in him”, she said.
I remembered that day. I felt protected and safe and I wondered, when I had been grown up so much, that I had lost this feeling.
“Thank you, Carla”, I whispered. She smiled wisely.
“I make you a hot chocolate, even my mother said that it is always the best thing against grief.”
I smiled at her, but didn`t sat up as she left the room. Carla was right.
I love my Dad, more than anything in this world. But how could he do this? To me? To Mum? To Liliane and her Mum? I felt sick, when I tried to imagine a life without him.
Without goodnight stories about princesses and dragons and barbecues where he tried to teach me how to play baseball. What would have my childhood been like without him around?
My mobile phone vibrated in my pockets and I got it out.
Hope you are doing okay. Just wanted to let you know, I think of you. Harry
I smiled and wanted him to be here to tell me that this whole situation actually wasn`t as bad as it looked to me now.
She would be around me. 5 days a week. I would feel guilty and ashamed all the time. This sucks.
I groaned and wiped away a single tear, which was running over my cheek.
I felt lost and vulnerable and I there was only one thing I wished for like I would still be the little kid. I wanted my Dad to be here and protect me from any pain, but he couldn`t.
Because he was the reason I was suffering at all.
“You should go home”, Zayn said after I calmed down again.
I was embarrassed for crying so fast, but I felt to exhausted to really care about it.
“I don`t want to”, I said shaking my head.
“Sky, you shouldn`t go back in there”, Zayn insisted.
“But I don`t want to run into my dad”, I said already shocked just by the thought of it.
“He is at work and you told me this morning he won`t be back until 9pm.” Good point.
“Juliet, we still have 8 periods to come and she is probably in most of them”, Harry said. I realized that I was still holding on to his shirt, grabbing it so hardly that my finger knuckles were white.
“I think you are right. I could really need some time to think about all of this and I slept bad anyways so I think...I could need a time-out”, I gave in.
Zayn nodded his head clearly happy about my decision. He hugged me and I sighed deeply on his chest.
“You`ll be okay”, he said and I believed him. We have been friends since his mum started to work at the same hospital like mine.
That was 8 years ago and since then he had never lied to me about anything and I knew that way I could trust him with everything he says. He smiled at me one last time before he headed back to the building. Harry still stood beside me.
“Do you need anything?”, he asked. I was about to shake my head before I realized that Zayn took me this morning to school and my car was standing still in our garage.
“Oh...I have to walk”, I said. Harry looked at me and started to laugh.
“You look like a lost puppy!” I had to smile, even though it was just a little one.
“Here”, he grabbed into his jeans pocket and handled me his car keys. “I ask Zayn to give me a ride home”, he said.
“Thank you so much and I am sorry for ruining your shirt”, I said, while I starred on the mascara stains on his shirt. He followed my view and waved it away.
“I think you just made it a thousand times better. This is like the best spare part now!” He smiled and I starred at his dimples, his eyes and his curly, messy hair.
God, he was perfect.
“Thank you again”, I said going up to my toes to reach his cheek to give him a kiss. He still had his eyes closed as I stepped backwards to get to his car.
I turned one more time and looked over my shoulder. He was staring at me with his deep green eyes.
(SOME TIME LATER)
As I drove in the familiar driveway I sighed deeply again. I remembered this morning as I walked it down and everything was in perfect place.
Now everything was a mess. My head felt like it was close to burst and I crept out of the car into the house.
As I got in my room I laid down on my big double bed with the soft sheets and stared at the ceiling. That was the way our housemaid Carla found me.
“Oh, Sky darling”, she said as she walked in to sit down on my bed, “are you sick? What is wrong?”
“My dad did a really stupid thing in his past and no it is following me”, I said. She looked at me gently and took my hands in hers.
“Oh, Sky. Your father is such a good person and I am sure he never wanted to do something to make you suffer. I know a lot of different men and I can tell by heart he is one of the most caring I know. He loves you”, she said with her Spanish accent.
“I`m sure, he has mistakes too”, I said bitter. It was all his fault.
“That just proves that he is human”, Carla said. “I still remember the little you, who told me the first day I worked for your family, that your daddy is a superhero and he would protect you from anything bad in this world. Don`t make one mistake ruin this trust in him”, she said.
I remembered that day. I felt protected and safe and I wondered, when I had been grown up so much, that I had lost this feeling.
“Thank you, Carla”, I whispered. She smiled wisely.
“I make you a hot chocolate, even my mother said that it is always the best thing against grief.”
I smiled at her, but didn`t sat up as she left the room. Carla was right.
I love my Dad, more than anything in this world. But how could he do this? To me? To Mum? To Liliane and her Mum? I felt sick, when I tried to imagine a life without him.
Without goodnight stories about princesses and dragons and barbecues where he tried to teach me how to play baseball. What would have my childhood been like without him around?
My mobile phone vibrated in my pockets and I got it out.
Hope you are doing okay. Just wanted to let you know, I think of you. Harry
I smiled and wanted him to be here to tell me that this whole situation actually wasn`t as bad as it looked to me now.
She would be around me. 5 days a week. I would feel guilty and ashamed all the time. This sucks.
I groaned and wiped away a single tear, which was running over my cheek.
I felt lost and vulnerable and I there was only one thing I wished for like I would still be the little kid. I wanted my Dad to be here and protect me from any pain, but he couldn`t.
Because he was the reason I was suffering at all.
Notes
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Will Juliet be mad at her dad, when she sees him the next time?
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