Peter and Wendy (A Charlie Rowe Love story)

Part 22

Three days later...

Charlie and you were now eating lunch at his house, until a call interrupted your lunch. You checked your phone.

"Mom Calling"

You bit your lip. "Chili? Can I take this?" you asked.

He shrugged. "Sure. Ill be in my room if you need me."

You smiled and went upstairs.

You: "Hey mom, what's up?"

Mom: "Uh honey we need you come back to the states."

Silence.

What?!

Go back?

No!

You: "Mom why?"

Mom: "Your dad and I, well, things aren't going well and we're having a divorce."

You felt like bursting in tears. This isn't like them. They loved each other passionately.

You: "Why mom?"

Mom: "It's complicated."

You: "You guys have to go to court right? To sort it out."

Mom: "Yes. We need to figure out who your are staying with."

You: "Ok. How's Tyler?"

Mom: "He's been down in the dumps lately. He misses you."

You: "Hmm, well tell him hi for me ok?"

Mom: "Alright sweetheart. The court session starts tomorrow at 5pm."

She gave you more details of the court meeting and you talked to your dad too. A few minutes later, you hung up.

You laid on your bed crawled in a ball and cried. This can't be happening. No. Not now. Even though you were homesick of Frederick, something inside wanted you to stay in London. Basically because of Charlie. He was the love of your life.

You sat up and washed the tears away. You walked to Charlie's door and knocked on it. He called you in.

He was shirtless, sitting on his desk checking his computer. He turned around.

"What's up?" he asked.

A tear went down your cheek.

Charlie stood up and placed his hand on your cheek. "___, what's wrong?"

"Charlie, I have to back to the states."

Silence fell. Charlie had a face like he was going to lose you.

"W-why?"

"My parents are getting divorced an-"

You just let yourself go sobbing in tears. Charlie held you in his strong arms and comforted you. He stroked your hair.

"It'll be fine, don't worry, I'm here," he said.

Your only answer was crying.

After a few moments of crying you eventually stopped.

"When are you leaving?" he asked.

"Tomorrow. At 12."

"Ok."

Charlie kept stroking you hair.

"I can't believe your leaving. I just got you back," he said.

"I know. But we can Skype can we?"

"Yah I guess. When will you come back?"

"I don't know Charlie. I might not even come back. My acting is done so I have no clue if I'll come back."

You felt something wet on your cheek. It wasn't your tears, but Charlie's. You both pulled away.

"Can you just stay with me for a while?" he asked.

You smiled weakly. "Sure."

You both laid on his bed and just stated into each other's eyes. After about ten minutes, you inched closer and kissed him. He wrapped you in his arms and just laid there in the safety of him.

You never wanted to leave him.