15. Fifteen
I sit on one of my kitchen chairs, when Onie comes in. I immediarly stand up, taking her in my arms. A small kiss is placed on her sweet lips. She entwines her fingers with mine. A gesture I always liked it.
"Harry..." She begins, obviously finding it hard to tell me something.
This worries me. We've been together for four months now. She tells me everything and I do the same.
"Yes baby ?" My voice is soft and encouraging.
"I... found your mom."
Those for words were enough to blow me. My body tenses.
"D-Don't worry she's okay. She regained health." She announces.
"I... I..." I don't know what to say. "Why didn't you tell me ?"
She rubs my back. "She told me not to while I wa taking care of her."
"You were taking care of her ? Can I see her, please ?" I beg.
"Se went back to Holmes Chapel."
I dag her to my body.
"I love you." I whisper.
"I love you too."
Dear diary, yes I'm meeting my mother finally. I'm in the car infront of my parnets' house.
Sorry I can't write more, I see my sister coming.