Like Birds. \\ n.h [au]

c h a p t e r || 45

Chapter forty-five.

I hurry my way over to the car, of course it has start to pouring down. Does it always rain in this damn city?! Niall had begun screaming that I should go through his phone, that he has a private life even though we live together. He is right, but this is important.

I continued asking him about the money, but he hadn't answered, so I left. I have to clear my thoughts and I drive into the mess of cars on Time Square. This was the worst possible way to go, but now I am stuck in the middle of it.

My phone on the passenger seat is ringing nonstop, but I just let it be, I am too upset to answer him right now.

After ten minutes it starts to move, apparently a tourist bus has lost its tire, therefor no one could get passed it because it took up the whole road.

Niall has called me at least twenty times, and on the twenty-one time I shut it off, before I throw it out the window.

I drive by a McDonalds, and my stomach growls, I haven't eaten anything since breakfast.

Just as I am opening the door I run into the person coming out of it. And it can't be...

"Hi" she says, holding a brown bag of food in her hands.

"H-Hi"

It is Molly. Molly Wood. Standing in front of me. I never thought I'd see her again, let alone on a McDonalds. She said she hated those places. Her outfit is something I never thought she would be wearing either. A pair of white sweatpants and a black hoodie. She is not wearing any make-up and her skin is pale.

"How are you?" she asks.

"I am good, thank you. What about you?"

Her eyes turns big, getting filled up with tears, but she is quick to dry them away.

"I don't know," she holds her breath, almost whispering.

"You want to talk?" I am surprised as the words leave my mouth. "I'm just getting some coffee, wait here" I have lost my apatite.

I have always liked Molly, and I can't help but not to care. Of course I care about her.

She waits by a table outside for me, eating her wrap. I sit down on the other side of her and take the lid of my mug, blowing air down on the latte.

"I have left him" she says after a long while of silence and I almost choke on the warm beverage. "Apparently you weren't the first one he..."

"I'm so sorry!"

"No, it is not your fault. I should have listened to my consciousness, instead of being blind"

I don't know what to say so I just nod my head, looking down on the table.

"The children are with my mother, she has taken them on vacation to Bahamas for a week, I needed some time alone. They don't get why their father isn't around"

"Where is he—?"

"He lives in the beach house. I have applied for a divorce"

"I'm so sorry for ruining your family" I say with a strong sting of guilt.

"No, no, it is not your fault. Please don't blame yourself. Now I know..."

"But you wouldn't have been all alone now if it wasn't for me. I'm sorry that I didn't tell you. I just couldn't stand the feeling of you being mad at me"

Molly is reaching her hand over the table and place it above mine.

"It is not your fault"

We continue talking, but I am not letting out the details of my life with Niall. I really don't know why, because I know she would listen. Maybe it is because I feel that I don't want to bother her with my problems in her already troubled life.

"I met Gina yesterday, by the way. She is getting big. Karen is so excited about the pregnancy!"

"Yeah, I know. Gina complains about it all the time"

We laugh and I look over at the clock on my wrist. It is already five, and I should get going. Niall has suffered enough, huh?

"I should be heading home, it was nice to meet you again. If you want to, please call me, whenever you want to, okay?"

Molly nods her head, giving me a tight hug. "Thank you"

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