Chapter 53.

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"And yeah I let you use me from the day that we first met but I'm not done yet, falling for you, fool's gold.."

(One Direction - Fool's Gold)

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Being here in Chicago reminded me even more how much I missed Hayden. Not only because Channing and Reign have been reminding me of Hayden and I whenever they're together—which they always are—but when I'm alone at night all I can do is think about him. How is he? What is he doing right now? Does he miss me as much as I miss him? Does he want me back or did I screw everything up?

"Where are you going tomorrow? Have you thought about it at all?" Reign asked me from across the kitchen. She was opening one of the many expensive wines Channing sent over to her house today.

I was going back home tomorrow morning, I still have yet to figure out where I will be going during that time. Will I go back to the hotel I was staying in, should I go to my dad's house, or should I go back home with Hayden?

Going back to the hotel meant complimentary dining, room service, an extremely comfortable bed, and a place only 5 minutes away from my job. Going to my dad's meant I got to see my dad again—though he moved my mom back into his house, I was going to be in my old room, and I could spend more time with my dad whom I miss dearly. Going back to Hayden's meant I got to be with Hayden again.

Weighing all three of my options, going back to Hayden's house outweighs the others.

My decision is final. "I will go back to Hayden's house after I visit my dad."

Saying goodbye to Reign was hard, I didn't want to leave her but at the same time I was ready to go back home, I was ready to see Hayden again. "I love you babe, please take care of yourself out there. Always do what's best for you and tell Hayden I say hi." She says releasing me from her tight hug.

"Thank you for letting me crash your weekend." I chuckle, "I love you so much Reign, I couldn't have asked for a better friend."

"Come out here whenever, you don't even have to call, mi casa su casa."

After another long and lung squeezing hug, I was on the plane for another four hours. The flight landed and I was back in Washington. Finding my car in the lot, I put my luggage in the trunk before driving to a restaurant for late lunch then to my dad's house.

It seems like forever ago since I was here. The last time I was here was when I came to pack everything I owned and neither one of my parents were here at the time. My dad's silver BMW that he usually drives to work was parked in the driveway. I park my car next to his going up to the front door. I rang the doorbell instead of using my set of keys to unlock the door. This isn't my home anymore, I can't just walk in, I need to be invited in. I felt nervous standing here waiting for someone to come to the door.

Half of my nerves went away when my dad opened the door. He didn't waste any time pulling me into his embrace. "Alice, I never thought I'd see you again." He says into my hair, not letting go.

"Where's Mom?" I ask once he let's go of me. I follow behind him as he walks to the wet bar sitting down on the stool next to him.

"She's out." He answers, and all my nerves went away. I wasn't ready to see her yet. "She's with David."

"You trust her to be alone with Mr. Alexander?"

"Even if I didn't, what can I do about it? They have a lot of history and a child might I add."

"I'm not their child, I'm your child. I don't care if I don't have your blood Dad, you're the one who raised me not them."

He hugs me again, "You have no idea how good it feels to hear you say that. I thought you would hate me after everything that went on Alice."

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