Harsh Truths & Kind Lies

Tore, ripped, broke.

Harriet did it to her best friends ex's face.

Alex did it to her best friends heart.


4. Chapter 4: Alex

I was awake, and my head was fucking thumping. Contrary to Kesha, I did not feel like P-Diddy. Maybe I needed to take what she was on. I use my arms to prop myself up, but that just makes me feel like throwing up. Oh god. Am I dying?

Harriet strolled in. A smile on her face, and a tray in her hands. 
"Hey Alex. How are you feeling? You drank quite a lot last night." Harriet placed the tray down on top of me. Harriet handed me my glasses and everything became clear. I was in her room, in her bed, still in the same clothes. 
"You took your contacts out last night and tried to use them as shot glasses." I am such an idiot. I'm so stupid that I don't even remember arriving here.
"So...What other stupid shit did I do last night?" I asked, taking the cutlery and trying to eat the fry up she had made for me. 
"Do you not remember anything?..." Her voice droning off.


"All I know is that right now, I feel like my brain has been turned into fucking maracas."I complain, pulling the duvet up closer to cover my messed up makeup, although I'm sure Harriet wouldn't have mind...
"Well. I guess it's time for me to turn into the reverse Jesus Christ. Wine to water I go!" I move the tray from on top of me, and attempt to crawl out of the bed. Instead, I end up curled in a ball, wishing my stomach would agree with my dodgy life choices. I looked at Harriet who was still sitting on the bed. She was staring into oblivion. Not a sign of regrets on her face from last night. 
"That's what happens," She said, "You let people in and they destroy you." 


"Did you only start drinking now?" I moaned, clutching my stomach tighter.
"Alex." Harriet stood up, and picked me off the ground.
"I honestly think you're pretty much over him. You just need to do one more thing. Let's go to your house and collect the rest of his stuff. Completely detach you from him. Set them aflame and dance around them like creepy fucking witches who feed off of the blood of non-virgin dickheads." She grabbed me tightly by the arms. "If not for yourself. Do this for me. I hate seeing you like this, and I know you can do so much better. Because, I love you Harriet and you're my favourite person ever." She was looking into my eyes. Sadness hung in her eyes like a dead man, and I hated myself for making her feel awful on my behalf.


"This is from the time he groped me at Disneyland." I sighed. Oh, the good times. Harriet grabbed the photo and tore it into pieces, shoving it into the bin bag.
"You'd swear you two were married with the amount of shit you have from your relationship. How long were you together again? Like, a few weeks."
"It was six months actually." I exhaled and my shoulders felt so heavy. Having to go through all these memories reminded me why I actually mixed the asshole. We broke up, three weeks ago? I acted so happily to all my friends. Like it meant absolutely nothing. I hid the shattered pieces behind a fake smile, and the only one who seemed to see through the facade was Harriet. The thing with being the strong one, is when you fall, no one thinks to offer you a hand. No one even asked me was I okay except Harriet. I watched her tear down the photos from my bedroom wall and throwing them into a bin bag. When I see how much she cares for me, It just makes me wonder if Dylan ever cared for me as much as I did for him. 
"Loving someone doesn't make them deserve you." Harriet handed me the binbag and wiped a tear from my eye. I hadn't even realized I was crying.
"I'm an over-emotional mess who sucks."
"Don't say that."
"It's true Harriet. I know I have to let go. I know he doesn't care about me anymore. Heck, I don't think he ever cared for me as much as I cared for him. But it's hard for me to let go. I'm too much of a hopeful person, hoping the impossible will happen. I really loved him, Harriet."

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