Chapter 8

Harlow's pov:

The feeling when you wake up and realize that its Sunday is very great. I am feeling great I had no university work, I had no boxing classes, I had no shift at the library finally a day off. Wow I already love today. I had shower and got dressed in a cute summer dress. Today I am in a good mood. I went to the kitchen to make breakfast for myself. I have been living in this apartment for 4 years. There was no sign of Gemma it's like she disappeared in thin air. I have been visiting Mrs. Jones once in a week since past 4 years. She has become a mother figure to me. I am close to Phoebe and her kid Layla. Layla is a bundle of cuteness. 3 years ago, Phoebe's partner cheated on her. But after they broke up she was pregnant with Layla. After knowing about Layla, he tried to take her away from Phoebe but after I showed him my skills in boxing by breaking his nose he stopped visiting them. Phoebe does everything she can to protect Layla. She works at a huge company whose name I can never remember.

I used to have another friend Ivy. She committed suicide 3 years ago. No one knows the reason. Her apartment is right beside mine. With the thoughts of how my life changed after Gemma's disappearance I made bacon and eggs for breakfast. I finished my breakfast and realized that I have no groceries. So, I thought about going to grocery shopping. Shopping is fun :] I took my car which Mrs. Jones gifted me for my last birthday. It took her a lot of convincing for me to accept it. But eventually I gave in.

I got in the car and started driving towards the grocery store. I picked out all the things I need and put them in the cart. It feels good when shopping alone. I paid the bill and put my groceries in the car. When I was about to get in and drive back I got a call from phoebe.

"Hi Harlow"

"Hi Phoebes .What's up"

"Where are you?"

"I am at the grocery store"

"Can you wait there for a few minutes? Me and Layla are on the way to the grocery store. We will go home together."

"Sure, sounds cool. Just ring me when you finish the shopping . I'll be waiting in the park."

"Ok. Careful"

"Yaa you too."

With that I cut the call and went to the park nearby. I like watching kids play they are the most innocent ones. But when a kid is disrespectful I hate it. So, I sat in a bench watching cute little kids playing, running, jumping with smiles on their faces. I sat there in the warm summer breeze enjoying the moment of peace I got after a very long time. It felt like heaven. I enjoyed the moment for a very long time. It was lovely morning. Then after sometime phoebe called me saying that her shopping is over. I went to the car and Phoebe was waiting there for me with Layla beside her and groceries in her hand. I went and picked up Layla

"Hi cutie pie, how are you this morning?"

"Gawad auntie" Layla said in her cute baby voice. Layla is the bundle of joy in our boring lives. She can light up the whole damn world with her smile.

Phoebe dropped her groceries in the back seat beside my bag of groceries. She picked up Layla from my hands and sat in the passenger's seat. I wonder why she is grumpy in the morning. I sat in the driver's seat and started driving back to our apartment.

" Why are you in such a bad mood?" I asked Phoebe.

"Some douchebag hugged me in the store" she said.

"WHAT you are telling me NOW. Let me go back ill break his bones" I was about to take a turn to go back to the store.

"No stop let's get to home. He might have mistaken me for someone" she said.

"Why are you saving him?"

"I am not. Okay . I'm just stating the facts."

Poor Phoebe she thinks the world is innocent like her. I did not bring this topic up again. We went home since I am free and Phoebe also has nothing to do we thought of making lunch together and spending the day at my home. She placed her groceries in her home locked it and came to my home with Layla. We put on our favorite songs and started singing and cooking. Layla is having a nap in my bedroom. We are cooking pasta when I heard a knock on my door. No one usually visits at this time. Mrs. jones will be busy with her kids having family time that she rarely gets to have. The only friend I have is right beside me.

"I'll open it " Phoebe said.

"You take care of the pasta. I'll check the door"

I went to the door and opened to it to see a man more like a handsome man in his late 20's or something. He has dark blonde hair with amber eyes. He is tall and well built.

"You need something mister?" I asked him.

" Is there a lady here .She is brunette tall and has about 25 years of age. Is she here?" he asked.

He is definitely looking for Phoebe. There is something definitely off about him. Phoebe doesn't know him that's for sure. He came inside the house before I let him in. His motto is not good I can feel it. He has something planned. How the hell did he know that I was Phoebe's friend. Something is definitely fishy about this man.

"Hey mister there is no one here first get out" I said.

He ignored me and kept going inside the house. Now hell is going to break loose. He shouldn't have messed with me.