My old Ramones shirt and a pair of boxers in hand, I open one of the cupboards in the bathroom and pick up a small packet of make up wipes she left behind and quickly hurrying back down the stairs. Thankfully she's still on the couch, and conscious, staring out into the dark London night. I know ho
Placing the tea bags into the mugs, I realise how good this feels. Of course we have bigger things that we need to talk about, but I just want to talk to her again. That's one of the things I've definitely missed the most, is not having someone to talk to at the end of the day. "And your mum? Is sh
"It's nice actually, I have a lot more time" I say with a small nod as she places her now empty mug into the sink beside her. "I'm proud of you" Her words wash over me like silk. She's always been on me about scaling back the amount of work I do, scared I'll give myself a heart attack before the ag
The dull throbbing pain in my head suddenly becomes impossible to ignore, forcing me to finally open my eyes and face the day. My eyes stare upward at the ceiling, but not my ceiling, Rhode 's ceiling. Oh god, it wasn't a dream. The previous nights events suddenly flood back into my brain and play
Finally, he lets out a sigh and I lift my head up to watch him push his hair back with his hand. "Did you have to leave to do that?" He asks me quietly, unable to keep the pain out of his voice. My chest feels tight as I shake my head. "At that point I didn't think that I deserved to be as happy a
His words made all of the pieces click together in my head. I was burning everything that was good in my life down to the ground, and I don't want to live my life like that. And he shouldn't have to either. I packed up my things and went to Poppy 's that night, intending on just getting my life back
Rhode 's P.O.V "So...eggs?" I pick up the small pot and place it back onto the element, heating the contents back up. Amelia nods with a small smile, her eyes still shining a gentle red after our last conversation. I almost can't believe what's just happened in the last day, even the last week. I s
I just told myself I wouldn't rush things and now I'm organising a family get-together. What is wrong with me? "I'd love that" Amelia reaches out for my hand and holds it softly, reassuring me. "Okay, I can give them a call and rearrange something later" I tell her. A look of panic slowly spreads