Hello Mz. Hyde (Andy Hurley)

Chapter 17- The Kids Aren't Alright

Andy's POV

I couldn't believe it, Becca was gone. I ran down after her, but she was gone before I could say anything.

I made my way back upstairs to what used to be our bedroom, landing on the big empty bed. One of her tee shirts was balled up by my legs, so I reached down and picked up the shirt. The fabric still smelled like her perfume and the taste of her lipstick was still on my lips. I felt the soft fabric between my fingers.

"Why Becca?" I thought out loud. "Why would you leave?"

My mind began racing with reasons why, but they all came back to a blank. I loved Becca, I loved her so much. But she must have not felt the same about me. Her last words were that she loved me, but now I was wondering if they were true. I couldn't think straight, so I did the only thing I knew to do, I called Pete.

After a few rings, he picked up. "Hey Hurley, what's up?"

"Becca left." The words fell out of my mouth.

"Wait, WHAT?!" He yelled over the phone.

I nodded, even though he couldn't see me. "Yea, she left."

"But that doesn't make any sense. You two looked so happy together." He said.

I sighed. "That's what I thought too. But now I don't know if she was lying this whole time." My mind began to wander off.

"Andy whatever you are thinking, stop." Pete snapped me back to reality. "Becca is not Joanna. Becca loves you and still does. She wouldn't do that unless she had no other option. I'll try and talk to her and see what's going on."

"Thanks man." I grumbled before hanging up. I laid in bed and stared at the ceiling for what felt llike an eternity. I didn't know what to do. I wanted to call her, but I couldn't pull myself to do it. Then I heard the small sound of footsteps come in my room.

"Daddy?" Clara's small voice broke the silence. I pulled myself to sit up on the bed to find her standing in the doorway in her pajamas and holding Teddy.

"Hey Sweetheart." I smiled just a bit. "What's wrong?"

"I can't sleep." She mumbled sleepily. "Can I come sleep with you?"

"Yea, of course you can Clarabear." I nodded, pulling back the covers and climbing in myself and Clara climbed in with me, curling up as close to me as she could.

"Daddy, where's Becca?" She asked, looking up to me with he big blue eyes. "I heard you talking to Uncle Pete and you said that she left. Did Becca leave like Mommy did?"

My heart sank with her words, she did know about Joanna leaving when she was very young, but I didn't tell her why, promising that she would understand when she was older.

I shook my head. "No Clara. Becca didn't leave like Mommy did. Mommy did bad things that hurt both her and Daddy, that's why she left. Becca loves you very much, she will come back."

"When?" She asked.

I didn't know the answer. I could wake up tomorrow and see her face on the pillow next to me, or the last time I would ever see her had just gone by. I shook my head. "I don't know Sweetie. I don't know. Try and go to sleep. Daddy loves you very much Clara." I told her, giving her a light kiss on the top of her head.

Clara didn't ask any more questions after that, but fell asleep soon after. She curled up as close to me as she could, her head using my chest as a pillow. I looked down to her and smiled a bit, she looked so calm when she was asleep and to me it looked really cute. I thought about how I may have to explain to her that Becca may not be coming back at all. I didn't want to have to tell her that, but I had to face the truth that Becca may not be coming back at all.

I got barely any sleep that night. Instead I stayed awake and stared at the ceiling, I was tired but I just couldn't seem to fall asleep. I looked over at the time and saw it was 3:08 in the morning.

My insomnia was kicking back in, which hadn't happened in a long time. It was really bad the following weeks after Joanna and I split, but that was the last time it was like that. I began to wonder if it was starting over again because of Becca.

But all I knew now was that I missed her more than anything.

And I would have given anything just for an explanation.