Ross' POV
"Callie's a mom." Dustin pointed out.
"As long as it didn't really come out of her were okay."
"What of it was really hers?"
"Let's not go there."
Dustin laughed, "I'm going to go say hi, want me to bring her home?"
"Please."
He nodded and left.
I called Justeen over.
We talked and other boring adult stuff.
"Do you see yourself ever getting married again?" She asked.
"Nope."
"So when your kids move out?"
"I was alone for 18 years of my life... And it's not like I'll never see them again."
"So Ross the 50 year old who's still dating?"
"Ross the guy who never gave a shit, and guess what? He still doesn't!" I faked a surprised gasp.
"I'm going home, I actually have a husband kids to take care of."
"Cool I'll just pull out my playboy." I winked
She rolled her eyes and left.
I walked to my room and looked down at my arms.
Scars covered my body... my arms, chest, stomach and my legs.
I sighed and gently ran my fingers over the scars on my wrist.
I gulped.
I haven't cut since in years... but I wanted to.
I took deep breaths trying to shake the thoughts.
