Chapter 27

                                    

                                          
**Authors Note**
                          
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"Breaking news, the old car factory was set to fire, reasons are unknown, but there has been a body found with in the rubble." My eyes shot open, I was laying by myself, Harry sat at the end of the bed, his eyes focused on the tv, a serious look spread across his face, I climbed over to the end of the bed, bringing the sheet with me as I had nothing on, Harry looked over at me and then back to the tv, that same conserned look on his face. "No evidence has been found, and the police say there will be no further investigation, as the death looked like a suicide" Harry and I both sighed, I looked over to him, a guilty look on my face.
                          
"Harry, we did that" I whispered, we had killed a man, we had taken someone's life and now were going to get away with it just because the man was a criminal, in the big picture what we did wasn't too awful, we did the world justice in some senses as he was only a plague to the earth, spreading his deices at a fast paste rate. 
                          
"I know Maggie, but it's done" Harry then grabbed me by the waist and pulled me in closer, giving me a tight hug, his face nuzzled into my neck, his tense shoulders and back relaxed, and he practically fell into me. I could feel tears dripping down my bare shoulder. We had been doing a lot of crying, raw emotion had been filling our hearts for the last couple of days, we ripped the phone from their outlets, and turned off our cell phones, we wanted to be with each other, we wanted to be a couple again, so the days since we had escaped from the factory were spent under the sheets, and watching movies, things normal couples do, but we had to face we weren't normal.
                          
This experience had made me realize on thing, among many, that life was too short to run from things, to forget about things that once meant so much to you. I picked up the phone, dialing the familiar number of my old house, after two rings my mother answered, with a soft 'hello' the voice was so familiar, and sweet it brought a warmth to my heart that had been missing for months, I smiled upon hearing her, knowing that I could once again see her. "Hi mom" I whispered into the phone, a heard a shocked gasp from the other line, and then sobs. 
                          
"Maggie, is that you?" she quietly questioned, as if I couldn't possibly calling, she sounded overjoyed, and estactic, which were the same feelings I felt. 
                          
"Yeah mom, it's me" I said with a smile on my face, "I'm so sorry for everthing, I forgive you and dad both, I missed you guys both too much not to" Harry sat on the other side of the bed, smiling at me and mouthed an 'i love you' to me, which I returned. 
                          
"How are you and Harry darling?" my mom questioned, I knew she meant nothing of it, but I couldn't help but remember their disapproval of the man that I had fallen in love with, those haunting memories were what kept me away from my mother and father in the first place.
                          
"We're great mom" I said with a nervous laugh. My mother still knew me as the sweet, innocent girl that had done her homework weeks in advanced and only had one real friend that I lost when I entered High School. I wonder if she could tell, if my voice spoke of desperation and sadness, but I had to push those feelings behind because I knew that she would want to see him, and I couldn't tell her what I had done in the last months that I had been away from my family, partially because that would prove them right, that Harry was bad news, but I needed bad news, I needed someone to save me from the bottomless pit I had been falling into for so many years.
                          
"Are you still there darling?" I heard my mothers voice ring out from the other end of the phone causing me to snap out of the thoughts that had taken me hostage once again.
                          
"Yes, sorry I'm here" I said as my voice cracked, I looked over to Harry who sat at the end of the bed, he rolled his eyes and gave me a little chuckle. "So, how does me coming to see you guys today sound?" I questioned, wanting to see my parents faces once again
                          
"you guys?" My mom said with a questioning tone "oh honey, your father and I aren't together any longer, we divorced a few months back, and well he left and I haven't seen him since" said my mom, a tearful sounding voice coming from her throat, this hit me hard, my parents seemed to always get along since my father had sobered up and stopped being abusive in so many ways, they were a happy couple once again like they were once as teenagers. All I could mutter was a meek 'why' astonished at the news that was so suddenly placed on me "honey, after you left, well he fell back to old habits and began drinking again, and abusing me as he did to you-the thing that made you leave in the first place-" I never thought that he would have returned to his alcoholism, or that he would of laid a hand on my mother ever again, but I guess everyone changed in the year that I was gone.
                          
"I'm so sorry mom." a chuckle sounded from the other side of the phone
                          
"It's not your fault darling, now why don't you and Harry come over in about an hour" that sounded like the best thing in the world, to see my mom again, and even if my dad wasn't there I was okay with that, I didn't want to see him how he was, I didn't want to see him broken and torn once again.
                          
"okay mom"
                          
"I'll let you two get ready then" with that and a quick goodbye the conversation was over and we hung up the phone, I turned to Harry, giving him a smile as I told him how the conversation went and that my mother and father had gotten a divorce, he was shocked with the information as I had never really told him the extent of the problem my father had once had, and with that new information Harry was relieved he did not have to associate with him again, and even though I agreed with the statement, I knew I was going to miss my father, even through everything we had gone through.
                          
"We have to get ready and go over there" I muttered as I got off the bed and went to take a shower.
                          
"I'll join you" Harry whispered into my ear as I took off my shirt, and turning on the shower, his breathe fanned over my now bare shoulders, sending shivers up and down my spine, I knew that we couldn't go there though because then we wouldn't ever get to going to my moms house, and that was something that would not be tolerated.
                          
"Harry no, we need to get ready and go" a pout fell over his face as I said this though, I was close to giving in, but the urge to see my mother was stronger to get in the sack with Harry, or in this situation the shower.
                          
"baby, come on I didn't see you for three months" Harry said, thinking this would cause me to let him in with me, but instead I pushed him out of the bathroom and shut the door locking it as I turned the knob. "Fine, I guess you don't love me" I heard Harry call from the other side of the door, in a voice that sounded like an upset child.
                          
"I love you Harry, but I miss my mother and if you get started you won't stop" I said with a giggle. As I sat in the shower I couldn't help but be thankful that we were all safe, and that we had gotten through everything, and that I had Harry back.