All Chapters of Letting go: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

MollyMy mind feels foggy as I try to wake up, like the feeling that you get when you are in a smokey room but I'm in my bedroom and in my bed so this doesn't make sense. I slowly start to open my eyes but the stinging only gets worse. What the hell is going on with my eyes?I finally manage to open them fully but my sight is still fogged while a commotion of noise hits my ears and an awful smell hits my nose all at the same time. What the hell is that? I rub my eyes to try and clear them but it makes no difference, if anything the fog seems to get worse while my throat starts to burn.A muffled noise outside my door brings my attention away from the fog. I think it's Tom's voice but I can't be sure. I sit up in bed and take a moment to look around the room and that's when reality hits me square in the chest. It isn't the fog that's stinging my eyes, it's smoke. Holly fuck my bedroom is full of smoke! "Archie!" I call my husband as I go to nudge him but I completely miss him. Calling

MollyRoom 309 of the highland motel has been my home for the last week. After the fire, I spent a week in the hospital, and by the time I got out I was allowed back in the house to get my stuff but it's not safe enough to live in and quite frankly I don't want to be there nor have I been back since that night.I try and shake myself off the memories but it doesn't matter what I do they continue to haunt me every single day and night. I head inside the bathroom, switch on the shower and quickly strip off before stepping under the steaming hot water hoping and failing to wash away this pain.Once I'm washed and dried I put on my pajamas brush my teeth get into bed and take out my cell to start my usual nightly routine. My cell was destroyed in the fire but by some miracle, my memory card survived, and for that, I am seriously grateful as I have a lifetime of photos and memories on there that I can't replace.I always kept a copy of my pictures on my laptop but I didn't think about what

Christian"I'm going out!""Where are you going now?""None of your business, don't wait up!" The front door slams with such force that I swear the windows shake as my wife hurries off dressed to party while I sit in the house with our two children.I've never been against her having a night off or blowing off steam, I've always encouraged her to do it, nor have I ever minded the nights where she's been out so late that she ended up staying over at one of her friend's houses but lately it seems to be her only interest. I don't remember the last time that we went on a date night or even cuddled up and watched a film once the kids in are in bed."3... 2... 1" My brother Jack sings out and on cue, Sophie starts to wail, her mothers show of slamming the door once again waking her up. I let out a sigh and run my hands through my hair. She does this every time she leaves not giving a fuck that it wakes our daughter every goddam time!"I've got her." Jack quickly gets up from the couch and h

ChristianI swallow back my anger and focus my attention on the sight that's in front of me. The sink is full of dishes and I'm pretty sure I can see flies swarming around them. There are clothes scattered across the kitchen floor and empty food boxes are littered across the breakfast bar.I look around the living room but it's no better, there are clothes scattered across the cough and the floors are littered with toys and empty goldfish cracker wrappers. All the surfaces are caked in dust and I swear the carpet hasn't seen a vacuum in a good while.I knock on the window and Brody quickly turns to look at me his little face looks so relieved that it tugs at my heart. I knock on the window and point to the door but he shakes his head."Brody open the front door, son," I gently call out to him but Inside I'm starting to panic and get insanely angry once more. We have been here a good five minutes and while I'm at the window Jack is still knocking on the door but there's no sign of Amy

Christian1 hour later, all the kids are fed and dressed and Katie is now cleaned up and in a new diaper although I think I'll bathe her again when I get her home. Cal turned up with the horses just as the kids were finishing up their food and Brody got on Nemo with him while Jack and Sophie rode Elsa.And now I'm on my way to the school with Katie as Amy still hasn't turned up, not that I want her around any of the kids right now. I know I won't be able to control my mouth, and that's not what the kids need to witness right now including Katie. still, I have called her and messaged her but there's been no answer and the longer time goes on the less surprised I am becoming.I pull up outside the preschool and gently take a sleeping Katie out of the car seat, I lean her across my chest, and as she tucks her head into my neck and rests her arms on my chest my heart tugs. Fuck I love this little girl so much and I'd be lying if I said that there hadn't been moments where I wished she was