I Need You Now (Lauren / You)

Chapter 10

Your POV

The term forgive and forget, we hear it all the time. You can forgive, but can you really forget? Can you really forget the horrible things people do?

I think not. The things they do leave a scar in our lives.

So, how can I forgive and forget the things Lauren and my dad did?

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"Why is forgetting so fucking hard?" I ask aloud, slightly groaning.

"It depends," Bea says, popping into the room. "What did they do? Was it a little thing or a big thing?"

"Alright Dr. Miller," I mummer. "My dad said that I need to forgive and forget Lauren if I want her back, oh, and if I want a healthy relationship with him."

Bea flops down on the couch next to me, "You want a relationship with him?"

I shrug, "He's my dad, y'know? I can't just throw him out of my life."

"But he wasn't in it before."

"That wasn't my fault, though," I sigh. "What do you think I should do?"

"I think you should think about it - your dad. And with Lauren, just talk it out or something. It's obvious you both love each other."

"Okay."

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"Lauren, we have to talk about it."

"No, you have to talk about it - not me."

I groan, "Then just listen, okay?"

"No. I have to go." And with that, she walks out of the café.

So she doesn't want to talk about it - but she knows we have to do. At some point, Lauren, we will have to.

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I walk into our apartment to the sound of music play.

'Breathe (2AM)' by Anna Nalick is playing. I smile and walk further in. Lauren is swaying to the music as she stirs the sauce. She's wearing one of my flannel's and sweatpants.

I walk up and wrap my arms around her from behind. I rest my head on her shoulder, swaying with her.

"Hi." I say, kissing her cheek.

"Hello." She giggles. "Dance with me?"

I grin and turn her around, interlacing our hands.

"Of course."

I slam the radio off, kicking the wall. That song just has to come on, just my luck. Bea is out, so I'm home alone.

I stare at my phone, then unlocking it. My fingers hover over Lauren's contact. I lick my lips and press call, then putting it up to my ear.

"Hi!"

"Hey La-"

"Sorry I missed your call, leave a message at the beep!"

"Damn it." I curse, hanging up and throwing my phone on the couch.

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"Here you go, mom." I say, handing her the bowl of soup.

"No!" She exclaims, pushing it away. "I have work to do! No time for eating!" My mom is retired.

"Mom, you have to eat." I sternly say, setting the bowl down in front of her.

"I said no!" She yells, flipping the bowl off the table. I jump back so the soup won't get on me.

I sigh, looking at the mess that I now have to clean.

She was tough, I'll tell you that. Now that I look back on it, I don't know how I survived. Maybe it was the whiskey or something. I don't know.

I stand in front of her grave. This is the first time I'm visiting her. I place the flowers down, then sitting down, cross-legged.

"Hey mom," I sigh. "Where do I start? Well, dad called.." I play with my fingers. "I saw him the other day. We went to this party, it was fun..." I look at the grave. "You remember Lauren, right?" I ask, then pausing and waiting for an answer, but I never got one. "Yeah, well. She and Brad are together. I saw them at the mall they day you uh, died. Is it bad that I still love her? Even though she cheated on me?" I shake my head. "No..I was in the wrong to. I didn't give her any attention, this isn't just her fault, it's my fault too."

I stand up, now realizing that.

"Thanks mom, I have to go, nice talking to you - I love you."

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goodnight guys. idk if I'll update tomorrow or next week. Like I said, my report card comes home tomorrow or something and I might have a D. so..yeah.

goodnight
-Gracie.