"No." I shake my head attempting to dislodge his words, he can't be..he wouldn't have let me leave if he still were.. He also would have let you leave this time, too. But he didn't, did he. Shut up..I mumble to my brain, you're supposed to be on my side. I've been laying on my bed ever since I ran from Charlie..after his confession..mulling what he said over and over in my head. I was seriously overthinking things, but apparently my brain didn't care because it wouldn't let me forget what he said. I'm still in love with you. Gah. Stop it! Why when you know it's the truth.. Whatever... I had decided conversing with myself was a tad bit weird and so I just finally made myself sit up on my bed. I looked around and could hear my daughters laughter and Ryan's voice downstairs. Everyone had left for the hospital a while back except for us..Mark would be able to come home in a week the doctors said. They just had to schedule physical therapy appointments up until then to fully reawaken his body. I know I should be excited and all, but really I'm just...over it. I'm over everything and just emotionally drained. I can't feel anything anymore but confusion and frustration since I saw Charlie again for the first time. I thought I could manage it...being so close to him, but now I know I can't. I can't even be in the same state as him without the risk of falling for him again, and at this rate I am speeding towards that direction with no way of stopping it short of just up and leaving. My father threw that option out the window though. Really, why don't I just leave? I'm a full grown woman! With a child to think about. You can't just keep running from him for your own stupid reasons. Charlay needs him, and you know that. He can visit. Like you would even allow that if you left. Charlay needs a stable relationship with her father to grow up the way she needs to in order to have a successful life. Living in a different state far away from him won't give her that. I hate it when you're right; I need to do this for her...not me. I hate you. Ya won't when you get a little side of hunk later on. Okay that definitely won't happen! Yeah..whatever.. "Hey I need you to watch Charlay for a bit, I'm going to run some errands." I approached my mom while shrugging on my coat. It was some time later and everyone was gone or to bed; it was around ten at night and I had put Charlay to sleep half an hour earlier. "Where are you going?" She asked me cautiously, observing my outfit. I was wearing white tight skinny jeans that sculpted my legs and a silky multicolor boatneck blouse with the waist cinched. Over that I had my long tan trenchcoat and I had stepped into Orange pumps that matched my shirt. "I'm going to Charlies house." .......
I'm sorry it took this long but I just might be over my writers block. Thank you so much for keeping this forum alive, it means so much to me when I check on my story to see so many posts. Anyways I know this is short and confusing but it gets better in the next chapter I'm already typing. I'm exciting which is a good thing! Till then. <3
I'm still editing the next chapter. I was a bit dissapointed that the story was on page 3. Keep bumping for me please? Thaanks.
This have me an inspiration to write my own story. You're a great author and I hope I could be the same. It's called P R O M I S E S, and it's my first one, so the beginning is really bad, but I hope it will get a lot better!
I have bad news...my laptop broke which is what my update was on. Good news is I will rewrite the chapter but some more bad news is that it'll be a bit before its ready to post..and awe that's great! I'd love to read it.