All Chapters of Letting go: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Molly "Molly wanta play a dollys?" I'm not sure if I'm still sleeping and dreaming or waking up but I swear I can hear the cutest little voice. "Molllly!" The voice gets louder and I open my eyes to see Sophie, Tom's niece sitting on the bed next to me smiling wide. It takes me a moment to remember where I am as I rub the sleep from my eyes and slowly sit up. "Good morning Miss Sophie." I smile, she smiles back and I have to admit she is a cute little thing. I pick my phone up from the bedside table and check the time 5.05 a.m. As usual, I've not slept much, It seems that whenever I'm in a bed alone the nightmares like to hunt me and it's fucking tiring. "Wanna play dollys?" She asks again smiling and as much as I'd like to go back to sleep I seem to find it impossible to say no to her. "Where's your daddy?" I ask. "He sleeping." She jumps off the bed and stands by the door as her Disney princess nightgown falls to her ankles. "I love your nightgown!" I say to her and this insta

Molly After this morning's encounter with Christian, I headed back to my room to sleep some more but after massively failing at that I got up showered, and got dressed ready for the day and I've been sitting on my bed reading ever since because I don't want to face him. I wish I knew what his problem with me is. At first, I thought that maybe he knew but I quickly realized that if he did know then there was no way he would stay quiet not with his kids in the house. Noise from outside distracts me and I walk toward the window to see what it is. I catch a glimpse of little Sophie running across the grass and a laugh escapes my mouth as she dives at Christian knocking him to the ground. He picks her up laughing and I watch as they head towards a black land rover, he makes quick work of strapping both her and Brody into the truck before waving to a happy-looking Katie as Jack bounces her up and down in his arms. I look at the time and guess that he's taken them to school and decide to u

Christian "Hey, Tom what time will you be finished here?" I'm in the horse stables putting new shoes on Nemo while Tom washes down Elsa when Molly's voice distracts me as she walks towards us and I'd be lying if I said that my heart doesn't speed up when I first see her. She's wearing a knee-length white dress, she curled her hair and left it hanging loose down her back while she's got sunglasses on top of her head keeping her hair out of her face. The one thing that stands out to me the most is the fact that she's not wearing any makeup, it's a rare thing to see in this town but I honestly love it and I hate the fact that I find her so fucking beautiful. "I won't be long baby girl, why what's up?" "I need to pop into town for a new laptop and some stuff, was wondering if you wanted to come?" As quickly as I found her attractive it fips back when I hear her speak those words. I wonder whose money she'll be spending because she lived off of Archie's money before he died and I have

Christian I make my way back home while Brody sings along in the back seat, his excitement over his field trip tomorrow still bubbling away while all I can do is wonder what's going on at the house. Fuck she's been missing for two days well three days if you include the time the kids spent alone and now when she finally decides to reappear she's causing trouble. I hope the girls aren't witnessing her acting like this because that's the last thing they need. I turn off the main road and onto the dirt trail that leads to the farm when my cell phone starts buzzing in my pocket again. I pull over to answer it just in case it's Tom again but when I check the screen a number flashes across it but no name and as much as I want to ignore it right now I can't, I'm waiting on phone calls regarding the kids and I can't risk missing their calls. "Hello." "Hello, may I speak with Mr. Bowen please?" "This is Mr. Bowen." "Mr. Bowen my name is Sally Peterson and I am calling from CPS, child

Molly I keep a firm grip on her wrist as I move around Christian so that I am now standing in between Amy and him except I'm standing so close to him that I can feel the heat from him on my back and for some reason, it sends a shiver through me. She tries to tug her wrist out of my grip but she's too weak. "Get your hands off me bitch!" She spits out, her face wrinkling up like she's 60 years old when in reality she must be in her late 20s maybe 30s. "You must be Amy?" I don't even try to sound polite to her I have no time for parents that abandon their children. "Yes, I am!" She suddenly stands proud with her shoulders out her head held high and both Tom and Zack burst out laughing while I try my best to keep my laugh in check. She tugs on my hand again but again I don't let her go "It's not nice when someone puts their hands on you when you don't want them to is it?" "Christian is my husband and I can do what I want to him!" Oh, this bitch is sure making it hard not to slap