And You Let Her √

Part Two

After nearly three years! Here is part two of And you let her go.

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We still stood facing each other as the sound of silence echoed between us. I could see Mitch internally processing what I had just told him. I could see the disbelief, the shock, the sadness... the heartbreak, flash across his face as he took in what I had just said. 

He sunk down into the chair, his elbows resting on his knees, his head dropped and his hands covering his face. He shook his head and looked up in utter heartbreak, "Please, please say you are joking. Please tell me this is some sick joke and that you are just wanting to get back at me cheating on you with Maddie." He pleaded behind his hands, his voice expressing his desperation.

I took in a deep breath and could feel my face falling into a frown as I shook my head softly, "God I wish I was, Mitch. You have no idea how much I wish I was."

He let out a sob and scrunched his hands into a fist. "I don't believe it. They can't be gone."

Before I could even think, my hand automatically reached out and landed gently on his knee in a comforting gesture. "Yeah, well they are."

His head shot up from in his hands and his bright blue eyes met my dark brown ones. You could see the denial in them. "How, Lottie? How did it happen?"

"A car crash," I said simply, my eyes dropping from his gaze to my fingers as I fiddled with the ring my mum and dad had given to me for my birthday the year of the crash. It was something that I couldn't go without, it was my way of knowing that they would be with me no matter where I would go.

"Lottie," He said in such a sad little voice. It reminded me of when we were younger and how he would sound after losing to Anna and I in a game of  fish. "I don't even know what to say... I'm so sorry," He paused and tilted his head to look at me, "why didn't you tell me?"

"Tell you?" I asked as my head snapped up to meet his blue eyes again. I lifted my eyebrow at him in disbelief. "I rang, and rang, and rang you." I retorted, my voice rising with each word. "When I finally got through to you, your lovely girlfriend answered, she told me that she was going to tell you. And you could imagine my surprise and shock when she turned up to the funeral and you weren't there with her. I knew we had problems in the past but I didn't think that would even be a problem when it came to saying goodbye to them."

Mitch shook his head in disbelief. "Maddie went?" He mumbled to himself before speaking up, "Lottie, I had no idea. I swear on my life I didn't."

I shrugged, "That's not what Maddie said. She said that you couldn't make it because you were in Europe, Italy to be exact."

"What?" He asked confused, "The closest to Italy I have ever been, is that little authentic pizza parlor on Cranford Street." He added with a frown, "She lied to me?"

I let out a sarcastic laugh, "Lied to? Oh, the irony."

"When did she say I was in Italy? When did they pass?" He asked softly. 

I  took a deep breath and clasped my hands in my lap, I knew that the answer was going to hurt him, especially if what he had been telling me was the truth. "Uh... two years ago."

"No!" He shouted. He stood up and ran a hand through his hair, "You're fucking joking right? It wasn't two years!"

"Why would I lie about this Mitch? It was two years and three months to the day since I buried my family. I don't think I would joke about that."