Mini Leclerc ~ Charles Leclerc

Outside My Window

Hey I'm sorry it took so long for this to come out but I've been very busy the past few weeks and ill. 

I had a story and images in my head of what i wanted this part of the story to be like before all of that, but writing it now i still think there is something different I could have done, maybe added something or it could have been more dramatic?

I'm not sure if it just makes sense in my head either so if it gets confusing please comment or message me about it :)

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I had just put Anthoine down to sleep and I decided to get ready for bed too. He's been up all day and hasn't even had his afternoon nap. I'm exhausted, I haven't had time to myself all day and all I want to do is sleep. In fact, this week has been horrible, I thought after Charles found out about Anthoine he would want to be in his life, but he hasn't spoken to me all week. I'm not going to try and talk to him anymore, at the beginning of the week I tried to message him, and Arthur tried to get him to talk to me on the phone but he refused. I guess all of my fears of him fining out have come true. He doesn't want to be in his life, and it looks like he's just going to pretend he doesn't exist. But why was he hurt that I had kept it from him this whole time? Why does this whole situation feel so strange to me.

I tried to sleep but I just had so much on my mind, I must have been laid there 2 hours just staring at the wall. The whole house was silent, all I could hear was the white noise I had on so that Anthoine would stay asleep all night. But then I hear small bangs coming from the window.

I haven't heard that sound in a long time. Charles used to throw rocks at my window when he got to my house when I had to sneak him in. My mother was so against him sleeping over, I'm not sure why, it's not like we weren't adults when we first started dating. But we always managed after she fell asleep, and he'd be gone in the morning and she never knew.

I get up and pull apart my curtains so I can see what's happening. I see Charles standing down on the road, ready to throw another rock until he sees me in the window. "Nathalie, we need to talk" this is really bad timing, I just want to sleep and to be honest I don't want to see him at all. Why should I? he's had all week to come and talk to me and he chooses now. In the middle of the night. Here of all places too. "Go home Charles" I shout down, being quiet enough to not wake my mother. "No!" he shouts up. "I'm not going to leave until we've talked. I sigh and give in before he wakes up half the building and more importantly Anthoine. He's a very light sleeper, he wakes up a lot during the night.

I open the front door and I see him standing there. It gives me flashbacks to old times, but I brush those feelings away and stand aside to let him in. "thankyou" he says walking in. "be quiet you don't want to wake up my mother" I say closing the door quietly and standing awkwardly in front of him in my pj's. "I haven't done this in a long time Nat" I think he's referring to the sneaking in, unless he's talking about something else entirely, which I don't think he is. He's being so fucking loud right now, and his whole presence is just alarming, maybe I should take him to my room.

All of a sudden, the lights turn on and my mother comes out from her bedroom. "oh, Charles its very nice to see you" she says walking over to him and giving him a hug. They talk back and forth for a bit, catching up whilst I just stand there. It's kind of awkward to see them getting along, when I want her to be mad at him like I am.