Part 25

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Charlie's pov
We got back home late that night and there was an awkward tension between Alex and I which wasn't usually the case. I finally managed to convince him to go to sleep but he had to call someone before we went to bed and we slept peacefully through the whole night even though his back was facing me.

I was woken up early by someone knocking on the door loudly and I stumbled out of bed trying to not wake Alex and answered the door revealing a tall woman who looked a little bit like Alex. She walked right into the apartment and looked around snobbishly. She had brown highlighted hair and her eyes were covered by white sunglasses, she was tall and thin and she wore a white dress with a matching designer handbag.

She looked over to my closed bedroom door and pointed at it facing me again, "is he in there?" she asked chewing gum loudly, "who are you can I ask?" I asked confused and hoping she wasn't talking about Alex. "Just go and get him we have a lot to talk about," she said taking out her phone and tapping it with her long red fingernails.

I walked into my bedroom and shook Alex gently to wake him up but he didn't so I blew in his ear which startled him awake, "what happened? What time is it?" he asked nervously and immediately sat up. "There's a woman in there and I think she's looking for you," I said and his face lit up as I said that.

He jumped up, put on his slippers and ran out the door. I followed him out and stood near the kitchen, "mum! You came!" he shouted excitedly running up to her and they hugged tightly, "of course I am sweetheart," she said stroking his hair with her long nails and kissing the top of his head. He pulled away from the hug and she cupped his face with her hands, "my how you've grown, my boy, my little boy," she said making me both angry and jealous.

"Why've you come back after all these years?" I asked leaning on the countertop with my elbows. She let go of his face and faced me, taking off her glasses to show her blue eyes, they almost looked teal, "because I'm here to take my son back, who are you anyway?" she said with a disgusted face. "I'm his boyfriend and he's not going anywhere with someone as temperamental as you," I replied to her.

She rolled her eyes and handed me some papers, I glanced at them 'file for custody' were the only words I managed to read, "no," I persisted. "They've already been signed, now go get your bags Alex, we have a long flight," she said completely ignoring me. We both waited until he was out of the room and glared at eachother, "look I have custody over him now so he is coming with me and you have no say in it," she said walking towards the other side of the counter and leaned on it like me.

"He's 19, he doesn't have to do anything you make him do," I said calmly, "he's already agreed to come with me," she said eyeing me up and down. "Where are you going anyway?" I asked her realising this was happening and I had no say over it. "America," she said simply and went to sit on the sofa to wait for Alex.

I stormed into my bedroom, "YOU'RE GOING TO AMERICA AND YOU DIDN'T THINK TO FUCKING TELL ME!" I shouted at him slamming the door behind me. "I knew you wouldn't get it," he said shaking his head and stuffed as much as he could in the suitcase. "GET WHAT!" I shouted again, he sighed and stopped to look at me in the eye, "I don't belong here alright, I don't belong with you and you can't tell me not to go because you can't stop me this time!" he said raising his voice a little.

"JUST TELL ME WHAT I'M NOT UNDERSTANDING AND I'LL TRY TO GET IT," I shouted, "NO YOU WON'T, YOU CAN'T UNDERSTAND UNLESS YOU HAVE IT TOO!" he shouted loudly at me. "It's something to do with those pills isn't it," I said calmly and waited for him to reply but he just went back to packing.

I stormed out of the room and rushed to his bedroom to the draw, the key was on the top of the cabinet and I unlocked the draw quickly. I tried to read the label but couldn't make out what it said, I went back into my room and threw them on the bed. "Tell me what they're for, now!" I demanded, "I'm bipolar alright! And I don't need those pills! They just make me crazy!" he said aggressively between his teeth. "They're there to help you! Who told you that they make you crazy? Huh, her? Your mother?" I said starting to feel like punching her right now. I balled my hands into a fist, "yes, she gets it, unlike you and all the others!" he shouted.

Suddenly another voice joined in the conversation, "they won't help him, he just needs to get out of the country that has only brought him harm," his mum said calmly which made me feel sick and dizzy. "He doesn't need to leave alright, he's got me!" I shouted back at her, she rolled her eyes, "he needs to be with someone who can look after him properly," she said leaning on the doorway with her arms folded. "He has me! I would die brutally before I let anyone touch a strand of his hair! I love him so fucking much! He doesn't need to move so far away!" I shouted back and my eyes started to fill up with tears a little.

"If you love him as much as you say you do, let him go and be with someone who knows what they're dealing with!" she shouted back for the first time and I've got to say it was quite scary. I couldn't say anything, I was frozen in place with tears flowing down my cheeks. Alex pushed past me with his shoulder and walked out of the door, I followed them out, "I love you so much, please don't leave me, please," I begged as my legs began to give away and I held his hand tightly.

His brown eyes shimmers with tears and he kissed my hand, "I know, remember whatever happens that I love you too," he said and walked away. I held my hand out to let the very tips of his fingers slip off mine and watched as he disappeared into the distance and turned to walk down the stairs.

I slammed the door behind me and stormed over to my bedroom. I opened my desk draw and took out a box, it was a small velvet box in the shape of a strawberry because he loved them. I opened it up to admire the glowing little ring, it was a small band but had diamonds all the way around it.

I slammed the box shut and threw it against the wall screaming loudly, "I can't even hate you!" I screamed and fell to the floor crying with loud sobs. I couldn't move, I was too heartbroken to move and it felt like my whole world had fallen apart. He was my everything and now he was gone. He was my soulmate and the ring I got him was worthless now. I was willing to take that risk and now it was all gone. Forever.

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