Last Chance

Chapter 7

Charlie and Juanaflippa were singing loudly in the car. The noise so loud people on the sidewalk gave them interesting looks. After several songs, they sat in comfortable silence. Juanaflippa was quietly naming things she saw in Spanish, while Charlie thought about what he would do when they arrived at Mariana's house.

After they had gotten married, Charlie suggested living at his house since it was closer to everyone else and to a school. He had never been to Mariana's house. Hell, he didn't even know he had one. And now that they had separated, Juanaflippa was now going to live in two different homes. They married each other exactly so that this wouldn't happen. Guess it can't be helped.

When they arrived, Mariana was already waiting outside. Charlie had to look away for a second to avoid being seen blushing. Mariana was wearing the tighest shirt Charlie had ever seen. Charlie quickly regained his composure. He got out of the car as Juanaflippa ran out of the car and jumped into her Papa's arms. Charlie smiled at the sight and started to unload the trunk. They agreed that Juanaflippa would stay with Charlie on the weekdays, leaving Friday night to stay with Mariana on the weekends. She would then go back to Charlie Sunday night. So there wasn't much to pack. Charlie had bought Juanaflippa a suitcase for her to fill up with everything she wanted to bring. Mariana then would have to buy whatever she needed.

"Do you need help?" Mariana asked him. He set Juanaflippa down but didn't move from where he stood.

Charlie shook his head, not wanting to stay more than he had to. In his mind, he thought that was fair since they hadn't talked or seen each other in a week. He unloaded the car just fine, placing his daughter's things by her. He then hugged her tightly and told her to be good. She nodded and smiled brightly, though there was a look in her eyes that he didn’t quite catch because it left quickly. They said their goodbyes, and he got back into his car. He saw Juanaflippa wave ecstaticly at him in the rearview mirror.

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"This sucks man." Charlie mumbled whilst he rubbed his hands against his face.

He was lying down on a couch. Roier on another one. His legs were crossed, an easy indication that he was serious about this session. At first, Charlie wouldn't have gone to Roier, as he and Mariana were close friends. But Quackity and Roier thought it was best, and Roier had promised not to be biased.

"Ok. I want to review. You told him you loved him, then told him to leave, right?" Roier asked Charlie.

Charlie sat up slowly and nodded.

Roier nodded, "Ok. And today was the first time you saw each other, since one week ago?"

Charlie nodded again.

Roier hummed. "And how that make you feel?"

Charlie gave Roier a puzzled look. "What do you mean?"

"When you saw him, what that make you feel? Happy? Angry? Sad?"

Charlie thought for a moment. He took his mind back a few hours. He felt pissed? Upset, maybe? No...not really. He didn't know what to feel. Nothing concrete that is.

"I-I don't know. It's all confusing."

Roier hummed again. "It's okay."

Charlie chuckled to himself. He wished everything was okay.