I don’t care if I’m naked as I walk to my old bedroom. I find some clothes I left behind in my closet. They hang there as though I still live here. I grab a dress and some clean underwear and head towards the bathroom. I'm not going to fight with Alex while I smell and feel like this.
With my hair wet and no makeup on, I join Alex in the living room. I’m ready for an argument and have armed myself with everything I need to say. Today, I will get it all off my chest.
He turns the television off, leading me out of the house. He opens the door to his car, escorting me in. He doesn’t say a word, but neither do I. We are going in the opposite direction to my family home, so he’s not taking me back.
Twenty minutes later, we pull up to a secluded area.
“Fancy a walk?” he asks, unbuckling his belt.
“No, I want to talk.” My stomach is feeling rather delicate as well. I drank far too much. “Why are we here?”
“I fancied some fresh air.” He jumps out of his side before he comes over to mine.
He’s waiting for me, so I take my time getting out of the car. We walk in silence, but after a few minutes he puts his hand out to take mine and I let him. I want to forget everything. I want to pretend that he didn’t end things with me because he couldn’t tell me what was going on.
“I’m so sorry.” That’s all he can say.
Biting my lip, I stop myself from saying anything. I want to tell him it’s okay, I forgive him, but I can’t. His hand squeezes mine tight. He wants a response.
“I think I should go home.”
We haven’t walked for long, but he doesn’t push me. Turning around, he takes me back to the car.
Alex pulls up outside my house. I’m about to get out, when his hand is on my arm.
“I love you,” he tells me as I leave. I’m running to the front door and just as I’m about to get inside, Alex shouts to me. “Marry me.”
I stop and turn around. I don’t know what to do anymore, so I leave him standing there.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Alex
I’ve not heard back from Gemma, but I know she needs time. The children haven’t been themselves, so I decide to take them out for dinner. We sat in the local burger joint. They haven’t stopped asking questions since they saw Gemma in my room last week. These are questions that I can’t answer. This was all my fault. I did this to us.
Eden is kicking Ace and he keeps getting annoyed. I’m trying to read the menu, but I’m about to lose my temper.
“Eden, stop kicking your brother. Move over there.” I point to the other side of the booth, so she can’t reach him.
Eden moves slightly, but not far enough. She kicks Ace again.
“Eden!” I scold her.
I give up and sit between the two of them. The waiter comes over to take our order. As a special treat, Ace orders an orange fizzy drink and Eden picks a lemonade.
“You know fizzy drinks will make them hyper.” It takes me a while to understand what’s going on. “Room for onemore?” Gemma is standing next to our table; she’s wearing her favourite jeans and white top.
“Gemma.” Eden screams, jumping out of her seat and her arms wrap around her.
Gemma bends down, picking Eden up and kissing her head. Ace looks like he wants a hug as well. She puts her hand out to him.
“Come here,” she tells him.
Ace goes over and hugs her. He’s shot up in height, but bends down a little as he cries on her shoulder.
“I’ve missed you both so much,” I just about hear her whisper.
She’s not letting go of them. I can’t take my eyes off her. I want to wrap her up and not let go.