restless_heart_syndrome_

Chapter 105

Adie: In the evening everyone came to Charlie's room, and we spent some hours together.We laughed, had dinner and the boys were joking around as usual.We told stories from back then and talked about the good old years.Charlie & Billie couldn't stop telling each other embarrassing stories about me.Jason, Tre, Mike, Kevin, Britt, Billie all were here and supported us. Even Tre had put our past problems aside and was there for us. It was beautiful to see how my oakland family was still there for me in heavy times, even though we haven't really talked in 12 years. I had the feeling that they all got along very well, even Charlie & Billie. They noticed more and more how similar they were. I am sure that if the two had got to know each other in a different way, they would have become very good friends... I did finally meet Mike's girlfriend, Britt. I had taken her right into my heart, she was adorable. She somehow reminded me of Nora... It's been 2 years since we talked. Nora has never forgiven me for what happened on my birthday. Seeing Charlie suffer for weeks was agony for her. She loved him like a little brother. She kept coming to see him in the hospital, but only when I wasn't there. It did break his heart to see us like this. The three of us were once best friends. She only came to our wedding because Charlie begged her. She was sure he was making a mistake with me that I would go back to Billie and hurt him again. She kept giving me the feeling that I was to blame for everything... including his impending death. She said his heart couldn't take this anymore because I did break it many times... "Do you remember where you and Adie broke into the store?" Jason asked with a laugh and pointed to Mike. Mike laughed out loud and Charlie croaked laughing "what? You?" "You still have a lot to learn about your wife, Charlie," Kevin said teasingly. "Stop it now!! Britt help me" I pleaded with a laugh. But there was no chance the boys would take every opportunity to tell Charlie embarrassing stories about me. He seemed to be enjoying it and laughing the whole time. He was feeling very bad the last days. Every second I could hear his laughter was a blessing for my heart...