Chapter 5

[ghosts from your past]

„You never know what people have up there sleeves

Ghosts from your past gonna jump out at me

The stakes are high

The water's rough

But this love is ours"

[taylor swift - ours]

„Well, that song is indicating that my bitch of a sister is calling."

Silence.

Now you'll never see what you've done to me. And here's all your lies, you can look me in the eyes with the same sad look that you wear so well.

„What?! Since when do you have a sister?! I've never heard you talking about a sister! How can someone just forget to mention their sister for over 14 years?!"

„Not now, Harvey!"

I sprinted to the kitchen, bracing myself for the storm. It's my turn to destroy her life now and god knows, I can. At least that was my intention when I answered my god damn phone. Take a deep breath. And go.

„What do you want?" I growled into my iPhone.

„Oh wow, hey sister dearest. I missed you too. My life is going well, thanks for asking."

„Cut that shit, Jenn. I'm not up for a cute little exchange of niceties, especially not with you. Since when do you care about someone other than yourself anyways?" I spat out, rolling my eyes and already trying to figure out a way to get rid of her.

„I haven't really talked to you since… that incident. And that was ages ago. I'm so sorry for what happened back then and I realized that I never actually apologized for what I did. So here I am, begging for forgiveness. Can I please see you sometime? To sort things out? I want my sister back, please. I need you."

I gulped. I wanted to open a new door in my life. WITH the new version of Harvey and WITHOUT my shitty past. And therefor I needed to close another one. I know, that was cheesy. I'm bad at metaphors and not really in the mood right now.

„Fine. Come to New York and we'll talk." I tried to sound as harsh and pissed as possible, not wanting her to get away so easily. Not this time. I never thought that she REALLY wanted to come. Damn it, I thought that was just a goodbye-bad-conscience kind of call. Even though it was a little late. Cough. little.

„Great, I'll be there by tomorrow. I'll let you know when I'm at JFK, Love you." Wait what.

I didn't want to sound surprised. She didn't deserve to surprise me, not after what she did to me. So I breathed out, snorted out a grumbled „Great" and hang up on her. What the fuck was going on? Why the hell would she want to be okay with me now? Since when did she give a fuck about me?

Harvey was standing right behind me now, his left eyebrow higher than ever. Apparently I had a lot of explaining to do.

„So… you have a sister. A sister you never even mentioned."

„Twin sister, to be exact. And no, she's not worth mentioning."

My relationship with my sister was, well… disturbed 17 years ago. Since then a christmas or birthday card consisting of 2 words and our signature was basically our whole communication. Until today, at least.

„I know you probably don't wanna talk about it but…"

„I caught her and my boyfriend of that time in the act" I cut him off, already knowing what he was about to ask. I couldn't blame him. I probably would've skinned him alive if I found out about his secret twin brother. It was fucking creepy and I was marveling his calmness, to be honest.

„He was my English teacher. YES, I'm one of these dirty little whores who slept with their teachers to answer your next question"

„I was NOT about to ask that question. Even though it's kind of hot.."

„Eww Harvey, shut up. Not cool." He laughed and simply gave me that look. That look that reassures you that someone's listening to your private crisis. That their actually interested in what's going on with you.

„Anyway, we had that thing going on for like almost a year and my sister was the only one who knew about it. I was 18, he was 40 and already divorced. I was legal but it was still, well unconventional to say the least, so we couldn't really tell anyone. My sister found out by accident and I knew that she knew but then our drama club had that big premier thing and of course he was there too. She texted me 30 minutes before the play was about to start that my mum had an accident, only those 4 words, no details. I stormed out of school, of course, I thought my mom was about to die. Well, it turned out that mum cut herself with a kitchen knife. A fucking kitchen knife. We put a band aid on it and that was pretty much it. When I came back to my dressing room, the play hadn't started yet, I saw my sister fucking my boyfriend aka teacher on my fricken makeup stand."

„Uuuh, burn in hell." Harvey scrunched up his face.

„Yeah well, she made him believe that she was me and that she, well I, had a bad case of stage fright right now and desperately needed some cheering up. On my makeup stand. I really liked that makeup stand."

„What happened then?" His eyes were wide, as if watching the most thrilling movie he's ever seen, waiting for the big showdown.

„Well, what do you think? I caused a show only Donna could cause and destroyed both of them in front of everyone. But as pleasing as the yelling and humiliating was, there was a tiny little downside I hadn't calculated. Everyone, including my parents who sat in the audience, even my „injured" mother, knew that I was sleeping with my teacher now. So I was fucked, my sister was fucked and my teacher was fucked. Everyone of us was fucked. Literally, well except for me. I only found out later that he really thought she was me, so technically he wasn't cheating on me knowingly. But I broke up anyway. Just to be safe."

He looked at me, totally aghast.

„Your life story is really creepy, you know that right?"

I laughed out, throwing my arms around his neck. „Oh please, you love it."

My turn to let it slip. Oops.

„I really do" I kissed him now to prevent any awkward stares and, oh well, just because I wanted to.

„But there's a teeny tiny hitch." I scrunched up my nose, hoping he wouldn't jump me in the face after listening to my words.

„She's coming to New York tomorrow. And I wanna rub it in her face till it's bleeding, so could we please please pretend that we've been together for like 5 years? Make it seem a little more serious? Pleeeaaase, she's always been the winner, always been daddy's little girl. She needs to burn in fucking hell. Please. Oh and do not mention the fact that Jessica thinks we are not supposed to be together or I'm gonna skin you alive. We are the perfect couple, we don't have any issues. Never. make her believe that we have everything she doesn't have because she chose to be a filthy whore, okay?" I put on my begging face. It always worked with Harvey. At least when it comes to handbags. And dresses. And shoes.

He laughed again. „Okay, I'm in. I kind of owe you. But you confused something."

Confusion on my part „What?"

„A) it is serious between us. B) technically we've been married for the last 7 years as you like to point out and C) we are the perfect, sexy couple, alright? We're Donna and Harvey, don't forget that!"

I was about to make a comment about how cheesy he was but then it hit me: It was serious between us, we've known each other forever and we were perfect. We were Harvey and Donna after all. So I just jumped right at him again, like our kiss in the elevator and crossed my legs around his torso. I hugged him as tightly as I could before kissing him on the cheek. „Thanks of being so awesome Harvey." He kissed me once more.

„Can we please sleep now? Today has been a horrific day, well, there were horrific parts, let's put it like this. And it's kinda taking its toll on me now." He really looked run over by a train. Well, as run over by a train as Harvey could look.

„Let's get you in bed then." Three days ago, I'd never thought I'd ever say these words to Harvey. But I just did. And I'm damn happy about that.

We went to his bedroom when it hit me: I didn't have any stuff at his apartment. And people who have been in a serious, perfect relationship for 5 years usually live together.

„Oh shit. I need to get my stuff here."

„We can do it tomorrow before work, I could give you the morning off since I'm your boss, you know" He winked at me and I just shook my head. He was simply unbelievable. And not in a good way most of the time. I changed into his Harvard T-shirt and we brushed our teeth before we threw ourselves on his bed, crawling under the covers in high speed. He lay down flat on his back, pulling me right onto him. There we were, lying on top of each other in the most innocent way.

„I'm really glad that you're here" he said barely above a whisper, making me smile. Sensitive Harvey was so cute.

He cocked his head and I leaned into him until our noses were touching. He brushed my lips in a featherlight motion until both of us started to gain confidence and the kiss heated up. We pulled apart to catch our breath and he looked at me as if waiting on an answer.

„Well, I don't plan on leaving all too soon"

Well, that was my personal turn on the story. For now :D And that's also all I've got for you for now, even though chapter 6 is almost done too. But anyway, review review review please, I have no idea what I'm doing right now & I could use some constructive criticism at this point 3 See you soon, x L

Next chapter's song (very creative, cough..not.): Gives You Hell by The All American Rejects

See you then 3