It was Supposed to be Us

Fifteen

Authors note: I am leaving Mrs. Harvey as Mrs. Harvey because even though she is viewed as the boys' mom, I don't want any confusion. So, Mrs. Harvey is a mom to Reggie, and Reggie will call her that, but whenever she speaks while the story is in Reggie's POV, it will say Mrs. Harvey to avoid confusion. I don't know if that is more confusing or not, but yeah.

POV-Reggie

"I think I just broke up with Luke," I told Mrs. Harvey. Saying it out loud made it all real. The love of my life is gone. We're done. It's over.

I felt my eyes fill with tears as my vision grew very blurry. My legs gave out and I felt myself collapse to the floor, but as I hit the ground, I felt two arms wrap around me. I immediately leaned onto Mrs. Harvey, who had somehow been able to hold me instead of go through me. Her arms didn't bring the same warmth and comfort that Luke's did. She wasn't nearly as strong as him either. But this was better than nothing and it wasn't long before little miss April came hugged me from the other side.

They both probably have so many questions. I should pull myself together and answer everything I can for them, right?

And yet, no matter how many times I told myself that, I couldn't pull myslef together. Everything hurt. My stomach, my head, my throat, my heart. . . Everything. I found myself clutching onto Mrs. Harvey's shirt like a five year who saw a clown at a circus and was absolutley terrified of the thing.

I let go of her and sat up, wiping my eyes but still unable to stop. April climbed into my lap and didn't stop hugging me. I love this little girl.

"I-I-I'm s-sorry," I stuttered out.

"No, don't apologize," Mrs. Harvey said as she gave me a small hug. "There is nothing to be sorry for."

"Where have you been, Reggie?" April asked as she burried her face into my chest. "Mommy said you were with Daddy."

"I don't know what happened," I wiped my eyes again. "Honestly I don't even know how either of you are hugging me right now but I'd give anything for it to never end."

"What do you mean?" Mrs. Harvey asked.

"I don't really want to talk about it yet because I'm not ready for this end," I managed to say in one shakey breath.

Mrs. Harvey nodded and I leaned back into her hug. I have no idea how long we stayed like that, but soon April fell asleep in my arms and Mrs. Harvey fell asleep shortly after. And no matter how badly I wanted to sleep, I couldn't. Because everytime I closed my eyes, the events from today just replayed in my mind. At least while my eyes were open it was only words. . . Although hearing Luke's voice again and again made me miss him more and more.

I woke Mrs. Harvey up around two in the morning to make sure she got a decent amount of rest. I don't know if it was because she was still half asleep or if she genuinley thought April had already gone to bed, but she forgot about April. Which, I didn't mind. And for all you sick minded people out there, no, Mrs. Harvey is not a bad mom. She has done a great job raising April and helping Alex, Luke and I get through life so fuck off.

Before I was unable to, I carried April to her room and laid her down in her bed. She wouldn't let go of me. Which reminded me of the night we left Bobby's when he trash talked Unsaid Emily. I was awake when Luke laid me down in his bed, I just didn't want to let go. I still don't want to let go. I wish I didn't let go. I would make a Titianic reference here but that movie doesn't come out until next year.

I laid down with April, letting her snuggle up to me. And for the rest of the night, I did nothing but stare at the ceiling.

POV-Mrs. Harvey