The tapping of my foot on the hardwood floor must get on everyone's nerves. Honestly, I kind of hope it does. Two weeks. Two weeks since the attack made on my children. Two weeks since I almost let it all flood over. Two weeks since Londyn returned to my family since I am not able to do so. Two weeks of my nagging at everyone, trying to get past them to finish them once and for all. 14 days of my blood boiling in my veins, the anger building in my stomach, in my chest.
I'll be honest. They were right to stop me before I was able to go through with it that day. I wouldn't have made it out alive. I wouldn't have made it home. I was too out of my mind. The question is, am I enough in my mind to do it correctly anyway? I'm still livid at the attack. My children could have gotten seriously hurt if not worse. Not to mention including the rest of the family was a low blow... and unnecessary.
I've been trying to be patient. Trying to keep myself composed. But I can't do it anymore. It's been two weeks of missed opportunity. Two weeks longer than I should've been away from my kids and my husband. I should be home. But now my own friends are holding me back. Not anymore. It's happening. Today.
Letting out a sigh, I lick my lips, rising from my chair and pacing a few times before grabbing my already packed duffle bag. I dress in a normal outfit I'd wear at home, a pair of jeans I had gone out and bought this week as well as a simple tee, pairing it with my boots and throwing my hair into a messy bun before throwing the extra clothes in the duffle and putting it over my shoulder. I exit the room, jogging down the stairs and looking at the girls sitting in the living room.
"Addie," Stella starts, standing.
"Don't," I tell her, giving her a look. "You three have held me back, unnecessarily for two fucking weeks. Two weeks that I could've been home with my kids."
"Addie, it's been for your safety, it's too dangerous to do it now, just like Londyn said," Hope says, standing as well.
"I'll be fine," I snap, shaking my head. "No one is keeping me from my family any longer. I need to get the fuck home. I'm not waiting anymore; I don't give a shit what anyone has to say about it."
"But-" Tori starts, also standing now.
"No," I scoff, turning and walking outside, pulling the door to close it when Stella's voice follows me, telling me she caught it before it could slam.
"Addie, it's not safe!" she yells after me, trying to yank open the car door handle as I lock it. "It's not safe to go right now!"
Putting the car in reverse, I press the gas, making Stella jump back and pull her phone out of her pocket as I drive down the street.
Sorry Stells, but I can't stay away from my family anymore. It's been way too fucking long.
*No One's POV*
Londyn grins at the girls playing in the middle of the floor when her phone starts to ring, Stella's ringtone flooding the room making Jessica and the girls turn to her.
"Mommy?" Willa asks, looking over with hopeful eyes.
"No, sweetie, it's not mommy," she tells her before putting the phone to her ear. "Hey, what's up?"
"Addie's off the rails, Londyn."
Londyn's face falls, her brows furrowing. "What do you mean? What's happening?"
"She- she left. She said she wasn't holding back anymore. She had to put a stop to it now."
"Okay," Londyn starts, licking her lips and looking at Jessica before nodding at the girls and then the door.
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Them. | The Final Installment of the Him Series | Joe Jonas Fanfiction
Fanfiction"Everything I do Is for Them... Even If It Means Dying to Keep Them Alive."