My Everything | 3

42~ Needs Me And Only Me

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"Roman? Oh, my dear, I'm so happy you've picked up." My jaw sets, pinching together when her voice sounds too delighted to speak to me. 

When I had let everyone know that we would be holding a funeral for Hazel, my Father and brother showed... but there was no sign of Hazel's mother and that was enough to tell me that she might as well be good as dead. To me.

"Alice, I don't have time to have a fucking cup of tea and chat. I have shit to do." I heard her shaky breath on the other end, and I couldn't give two fucks, "I-I'm sorry." There was a short pause, I was about to say goodbye when she started speaking again, "I was just calling to check in, every time you come to see your Father and Logan I always miss you," Her laugh was so strangled I felt my neck tighten, "I'm not going to beat around the bush," I sigh, running a tired hand down my drained face.

"I don't know why you called because you didn't even show up to your daughter's funeral." Hazel is alive, but so what? Alice deserves to be shit on, "I know, I know, but when we received the invitation I wasn't sure whether I should go-" I stop her right there, not wanting to hear that bullshit

"The fact Alice, that you had to think about something like that speaks louder than anyone trying to yell," Her breath hitches when my words stab her, "Your daughter suffered for too long, I'm not going to let you get away with shit just because she is no longer with you." She is safe and sound with me, away from your cruelty.

We both pause for a minute.

I take a deep breath, feeling my heart hammer against my chest when I think about everything I have been holding back to say to her.

"I pity you, I have always pitied you. Being with my father, having my brother, all of it was for what? A show?" She stays silent, so, I continue to speak, "You popped into our lives with no background, no family, no history. Nothing. And yet, here you were running away from the family that missed you and mourned your so-called death, but you were living the fucking dream, weren't you?" I can hear her starting to cry, soft but I can hear her sniffing and subtle sound of her shallow breaths.

"I'm sorry." That is all she says. "I'm sorry I hurt you, and Hazel." It's my turn to keep quiet because I've now said my peace, "I want to do better, Roman. I want to-"

"You're too late. Nothing you do will matter now, she is gone." She started to cry louder, and it became more evident that her tears started becoming heavier.

"Thank you for wasting my time, Alice." I didn't wait for a goodbye as I cut the call, placing my phone in the cup holder and reversing out, onto the main road, on my way to see my wife who needs me and...only me.

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"I was pregnant."

Her face flies into shock for a split second and then she goes neutral, "Was it...?" I nod, "How did it happen?" I explained to Kara the situation and what happened. Just like how I told her son, I made sure not to leave any important details out. 

As I talk I watch her cook, walking around the kitchen like it was hers, taking fresh ingredients out from the fridge, cutting up things and throwing them into the giant pot, "That is what Roman didn't know about. All our interactions together, well, most of the instances were with me there." She covers the pot, wiping her hands on the dishcloth, Kara comes to sit on one of the stools in front of me.