MISTAKES 2 (Tronnor fanfic)

#3 The Car Trip

CONNORS POV

"Okay, Petra, you sit in the back, right? And Levi, you come sit in the front."
I opened the cars trunk and put our luggage in there, the heavy bags slamming softly on the cars back. I slammed the cars door and sighed, looking up to the dark sky. The stars shone brightly, and I could hear something, just something, inside my head go;
Leave him. He's only trouble. No-one has to suffer anymore. Just, go.

I shook my head and felt the cold breeze crawl up my jacket and I watched my hot breath huffs make small clouds and then dissappear from view.

"Are you ready, guys?" I whispered, sitting in the car with my kids. Our kids, Connor. Everything is going to be fine.

"Yeah." They just said, Petra grabbing her phone and leaning into the pillows and blankets I had brought to the car. Levi sat beside me, yawning and cuddling to the blankets, too.
He hugger his stuffed animal, a tiger with cute button eyes, one eye sewed back because it was so old.

"Good.." I inhaled and started the car. The streets were dark and quiet, as I heard Levi snoring and sniveling beside me, holding his tiger buddy like a best friend. Petra was soon asleep, too. That left me alone, staring tired at the boring, straight, cold road that slowly leaded us closer to our destination.

The GPS said it would be just an half an hour to my moms sister. My mom had died many years ago. I do not want to talk abou that anymore. I had told Troye but not either one of my children.
They don't need to know something like that.

I felt a small pain in my chest. It was my heart. I had felt like this last when Troye had been drunk and yelled at Levi.

'D-don't hurt me daddy, p-please...'

Why did Levi say that? Did Troye hurt him?? Did he?? I could never trust him or see him again, if he'd done something bad to my children.
Let's just say, I will - without no
Responsibility?
hesitation - choose my children over Troye. 101% sure.

You just, get to know them so good. They are yours. Your responsibility, your loving children, your children to love.

You can not leave them.
And I do not want to leave them. Ever. Never.

"D-dad' are we there yet?" My sleepy son crawled up to an sitting position beside me, rubbing his sleepy eyes and looking on the road.

"About ten minutes left, sweetie. Did you sleep well?" I glanced at him as he held my other hand.
"Yeah I guess. Daddy?"
I gulped.
"Will dad be okay? Are we going back soon?"

I sighed and didn't move my eyes from the road.

"I-... I don't know, honey."
"But if dad-..."
I lost my temper soon;
"I DO NOT KNOW, Levi. Let it be now. We are on an vacation now."

He looked scared and twinched back from terror and his lower lip started twitching and tears came into his eyes.

"I-I'm sorry, daddy... I didn't mean to make you a-angry..." He sobbed quietly, hugging his Tiger.

I parked quickly to the road beside my aunts, Sarahs small house and looked at Levi, with sadness and regret in my trembling voice.

"I'm so sorry honey, please don't cry, don't cry honey! I didn't mean to be so angry. I-I'm sorry. Let me hug you, sweetie..." He opened his seatbelt and I grabbed him into my lap, hugging him and sushing him.

"I haven't slept well because I drove all night. I'm so sorry, Levi. It's not you. I'm just tired."

Yeah. Tired of not sleeping. Tired of being yelled at. Tired at everything.
At everything.

I started to sound like...

Like Troye...