COME.AND.PLAY - The Final Blow *Finale* *JAMES MORIARTY FANFICTION*

24. Too Much Pain

I woke up the next day and Stephanie was still asleep. James wasn't. I walked downstairs taking the baby monitor with me and I found James in the kitchen on the phone. "No. I can't. I'm sorry but not today. I'm busy. Yeah. Okay. Bye." He hung up the phone and I said, "Good morning. Who was that?"
"Sebastian." He said smiling.
"Oh what did he want?" I asked taking the cereal out. "Uh, he wanted me to help him with sorting paperwork." He said. I nodded.

"So, what are you doing today?" I asked. "Spending time with my two favourite girls." He smiled walking towards me. I took the milk from the fridge and poured it into the bowl. "Favourite, really?" I asked.
"Mmhmm." He said walking behind me as he snaked his arms around my waist. I put the milk to the side and James rested his head on my shoulder.

"Okay. I'm going to go check on Stephanie." I said moving away from him. "I'll go." He smiled. "No. I'll go." I said rushing off. "Your breakfast though." He said but I didn't answer him. Stephanie was still asleep in her room. I then went to the bedroom, sat on the bed and sighed. James came up and saw me.
"You're doing it again aren't you." I said.
"What?" He said.
"Don't lie to me James. You're seeing her again." I said.
"Charlotte-"
"Just tell me the truth. If you have that much respect for me you will tell me the truth." I said. My heartbeat was growing faster and I wanted the words no to come out of his mouth but would they be a lie if they did?
"Alright. I'm sorry. I've seen her again." He said. My head fell to the floor and I shook my head. I walked out the room and down the stairs. "Charlotte." He called me. "Please. I'm sorry I-"
I quickly turned around and said, "No. You're not sorry. Because if you was you wouldn't have even though about seeing her. I guess I'm not good enough for you. I'm just the good little wife who .stays home and looks after the baby and cooks the dinner and cleans the house. That's my job. While you're going back to that woman who can't find anything better to do then give her own body to you. I am sick of this. I'm sick of you. I hate you. You're making my life miserable because I feel like I'm never going to be good enough. I don't want you anywhere near me...or Stephanie. You don't deserve her. She needs a father who can be steady and trustworthy and who she can rely on. There is no chance of her having that the way you carry on. And as for me, I'm just about done. I look at you and feel nothing but regret. Regret for trusting you, for believing you, and regret for even meeting and listening to you in the first place. Leave me alone and don't even think about coming near Stephanie because I do not want your disgusting hands anywhere near her." By the time I had finished saying this I was crying. I couldn't stop crying for that matter. And I turned and walked away before he could even speak to me.

Later that day I walked downstairs as I had spent most of the day in my bedroom with Stephanie, apart from when I had to feed her and change her.
Stephanie was asleep in her room and I got myself a drink. James wasn't home. I figured.

Suddenly the doorbell rang. I walked over to the door with my glass of water in hand and opened it to see Sebastian. "Hey." He smiled. He then frowned. "Are you alright? Have you been crying?" He asked. He came in the house and I shut the door. "I'm fine. Are you okay?" I asked walking into the kitchen. "Yes. Tell me what happened James isn't here." He said.
"I don't want to talk about it." I said feeling a flow of sadness wash over me again. "Charlotte." He insisted.
"He's seeing her again." I said biting my lip to stop myself from crying.
"That bastard. Charlotte, I'm sorry. I'm sorry this is happening. I wish he wouldn't hurt you like this it makes me sick." He said shaking his head. I put the glass down on the side and he said, "I just don't understand. Doesn't he have everything he wants? A family, a beautiful wife a lovely home a steady job. He has everything he needs but he's going out with some woman."
I shrugged my shoulders. "I know. I just- I'm never going to be good enough. Ever. I'm just a toy to him now. That's all I ever was. He played with me for a while, longer than he expected. He thought it was love so he married me but now he's got bored of me and wants something new." I said as a tear fell down my cheek.

"Hey. No don't cry. He isn't worth crying over, that's for sure. Listen, don't ever say you're not good enough. How many times have I told you you're perfect. I would give anything to love you properly. Anything." He sighed as he wiped the tears from my cheeks.
"Them show me." I said.
"What?" He asked.
"Show me." I said before pulling him towards me and kissing him. He immediately kissed back and I wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him closer to me.

I needed to feel something and man did I feel something.

Sebastian wrapped his arms around my waist and I realised he was right. Somehow I felt slightly together again but tiny fragments of my happiness were still missing because of what James had done.
But I didn't care anymore. Not now.
I had held back for too long and Sebastian was right. I needed this. We both did.