One Day Later
I stayed at a hotel last night I just figured it was best to give Mike and I some space. I decided to go to the house today and talk to Mike. I can't leave him. I couldn't for all the money in the world I love that man way too much, it shocks me I even thought about leaving him.
I sighed parking my car in my driveway nervous of how the conversation would go. I walked in the front door to see Mike sitting on the couch with his head in his hands. My husband looked up at me his eyes blood shot , tears streaming down his face.
"Dad... Was in an accident." Mike said causing me to sit beside him, affraid of what he was going to say. "He was killed instantly." Mike sighed running his fingers through his hair.
"Mike..." I said resting my head on his shoulder as a tear fell from my eye.
"Will you come up there with me... Please?" Mike asked looking at me seriously as another tear fell from his eye.
"Yes. Yes. Of course." I replied holding his hand.
"Look Carrie... I know your upset with me-"
"I'm not... I promise." I cut him off as I wiped a tear from my eye. "Let's not talk about it right yet... Let's go get packed so we can leave alright?" I suggested and Mike nodded his head in agreement.
The whole time we were packing I couldn't stop crying. From time to time Mike would pull me into his arms and rub my back or he'd kiss my forehead telling me everything would be okay. Mike deals with death way way better than I do. I don't deal with it I cry, I've always been that way and I can't help it.
We borded the private jet hand and hand me leading Mike to a seat. He sat down and I sat on his lap wrapping my arms around his neck resting my head on his shoulder beginning to cry again.
"Carrie..." Mike said as I began to calm down.
"Yes?" I answered opening my eyes sitting up, face to face with Mike.
"Can we talk about yesterday? I just... I don't want you to leave again when we get back..." Mike sighed wiping the tears from my face. "I know it was wrong yelling at you the way I had... And baby I'm sorry... I just wasn't having a good few days and when I saw you putting on make up I just-" Mike said cutting himself off to sigh. "I don't know kinda flipped... And I'm sorry." Mike apologized holding my hand.
"Why weren't you having a good few days? Did I do something?" I asked slightly confused.
"No... No of course not. Coach just isn't sure if he is keeping me for next year..." Mike sighed looking upset.
"Why didn't you tell me?" I questioned wrapping my arms around his neck.
"I just didn't want you to be worried. I don't want to leave Nashville... I don't want to leave you." Mike confessed softly rubbing my back.
"Mike... I want you to tell me things... I want you tell me everything, good and bad." I said looking into his eyes.
"I know baby... And I'm sorry I just didn't want you to be upset... I guess that didn't work." Mike sighed breaking eye contact.
"Hey... I'm not upset." I said placing my hand on his face gently turning it to look at me again. "I promise..." I added before kissing his lips. "Please smile..." I said looking deeply into my husbands eyes.
"Carrie." Mike softly whispered before kissing my lips. "I'm sorry... But I can't." Mike sighed causing me to hug him tightly. I rested my head back on his shoulder my lips gently pressed against his neck. "I love you care..." Mike said gently squeezing me.
"I love you too Mike..." I replied.
I am so so sorry about keeping you guys waiting... I've been quite busy with my other fanfics and wasn't quite sure of how I wanted this one to play out... I hope y'all still love it.
