Chapter Twenty Six

135 3 0
                                    

            Today's was Friday. I'm supposed to go back to England on Saturday night but I wasn't really ready to go back. I know I have a baby back home but I just want to stay a couple more days. Maybe just maybe Freddie and Mary can watch Scar until Monday. No. I can't do that to them. She was probably a hand full and I just miss her so much. Maybe I should just stuck it up and go home. Maybe, maybe see if Jimmy's okay. I don't want to but he must miss me. In all honesty I miss waking up to him. His smiles, his kisses, his laugh, and the late nights we spend just in each other's arms laying on the couch listening to music. The funny thing is that I don't know if I love him as much as I once did but that changed when I heard "Dream a Little Dream of me". I usually don't cry at songs but that just hit me. Deep down I love jimmy. I know that. It's just does he love me?

On that note I'm going to the city with Stella tonight. Like always we are going to Max's. I love Max's but I wanted to go somewhere different you know but hey I'm not the one paying. She wanted to take me out before I went back home. Just some girl time like the old days. Even though we're twenty/twenty one year olds and not naive teenagers. We had children and husbands, well a husband and know better. I'm surprised no one said anything when we got in. Stella and I would take a cab to the Max's off the station and change our clothes in the cab. Now, now we can go out dressed in what we want and not have our parents ask us we're we were going dressed like we were.

Tonight I was wearing

            Tonight I was wearing

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

(Stella)

(Stella)

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.


We went to the mall this morning. I didn't really have a lot of my nice clothes here so why not buy something new. I'll probably wear it on my plane ride home.

Before I left, I told ma and dad that I don't know what time I would be home. They said alright. I'm surprised in all honesty. Not really but it's nice knowing that I don't have a curfew. Stella's house, still only a ten minute walking distance. It took me a little longer this time because kids we t up to me and asked me a bunch of questions and wanted pictures. When I finally got to Stella's house the car she called was waiting.

"Sorry I'm late. You know fans." I joked giving Stella a hug and kiss.

"It's alright. At least you're not an hour late."

That's the Way ~ The Story Remains the Same SequelWhere stories live. Discover now