"Meeting new people has always been a thing I find enlightening. I enjoy getting to know the people I don't know."
"Do you enjoy getting to know me?"
I smiled. "Of course I do."
Where a girl who just lost her mom and a boy who fights his own demons...
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I laid on my side, looking at the silhouette of someone laying in a chair. My eyes opened all the way and looked as Laurie laid in the chair, silently sleeping. A blanket was over him as he looked to the side. I slowly went to lay on my back and looked at the ceiling. I was in my room. I had a busting feeling in my head as I slowly sat up. It was dark and my eyes adjusted to the darkness sooner than I thought it would have. I looked on the floor in front of bed, all three of my kids laid there, peacefully asleep.
I put my hand on my stomach when a slight pain struck suddenly. I groaned into my free hand, trying to make sure I didn't wake anyone. I scooted myself back, where my back rested against the bed frame. I took a deep breath and tried to recall everything that had happened. All the worried faces and tears that fell on the ground. My hand holding onto Laurie's so tightly. The guilt of ruining something that was supposed to be a happy memory. I shook my head as I let the tears fall down my cheek. A simple sniff making Laurie jump up from his chair and look at me.
"Alex." He said in a whisper like tone. He rushed to the bed and sat down beside me, taking my hands into his. "What's wrong?"
I shook my head and let the tears fall. "I didn't mean to ruin everything. I didn't mean to. I wanted everyone to be happy. I wanted-I wanted," I stopped and sobbed a bit longer.
He pulled me close to him and held me in his arms. "It isn't your fault. It's not your fault. Don't think like that." He pulled away and rested his hands in my cheeks. "You're sick. You've been put through so much stress and it's finally taken a toll on you. It's not your fault."
I shook my head. "Meg is going to hate me. Everyone is going to see me as nothing less than a messed up drunk."
"That was your first time ever getting drunk. You're far from being a drunk, okay?" His thumb rubbed my cheek and wiping away the tears. "Why didn't you tell me how stressed you were? I would've tried to help."
I rested my head on his shoulder. "Because you were one of the reasons I was so stressed. As bad as it sounds, I was worried about losing you. I-I thought I did."
"What? What are you talking about?" My head rose from his shoulder and he held my face. "You'll never lose me. You mean too much to me for that to happen."
"When we fought about me going back to London, I thought that would be the last time we talked until-"
"Until what?"
I sighed. "I'm in love with you." I watched him closely. His eyes and his facial expressions. He just looked at me, not sure what to say. "It's always been you, Laurie. I haven't admitted it to you until now because I haven't came to terms with it until I yelled at Robert about it. He admitted his feelings towards me and I just told him I was in love with you. I-I ran out of the room and went to find you, but when I seen you in the library with that girl I just-I left. It felt like my heart had been ripped my chest and thrown on the ground. I thought maybe it was your sister, but you don't have a sister. If you did, I would know. I just got so overwhelmed and-" Without another word, he kissed me.
