The Road Of Autumn [Interracial/WWBM]✔️

Chapter Twenty-Five: Confirmed

He left me standing there, trapped in four walls with only one thought: How did I make it worse? His tone was harsh, as was his eyes, but something was pleading with me. Something told me it was all a mirage.

I waited two days before I finally came to a solid decision. I do not know why it took me two God forsaken days, but something finally clicked.

I have to keep fighting him.

I need to meet him halfway, help him understand that I get it, I just didn't know how to construe it. I don't think he believes I am so naive to think simply telling I missed him would solve anything, but seeing him again left my tongue numb, in the most fascinating way.

The previous image of him laughing and fully engaged with his colleagues plagued me. The image brought back previous thoughts, causing me to think that maybe, just maybe he was fine without me.

Then he snapped, his eyes met mine and a certain sadness was pooled in his. The sadness waded until it just disappeared. Witnessing that, the negative affects I have on him currently, really shot me.

Therefore I mumbled the most idiotic line of all time: I miss you.

I miss you will explain my recent behavior, of course it will. I miss you will validate the fact that I never returned his endearment, damn right. I miss you will make up for the pain he felt when I let him walk away, absolutely.

It didn't.

"You got this, okay?" She chirps, reeling me away from my thoughts.

I sigh heavily and turn to the auburn beauty. Her smile is so gentle, not the least bit judging. Her palm is well rested on my trembling hand, reminding me that everything will be okay.

I love this woman so much.

"Thank you, Karen. Thank you." I offer her a weary smile that I hope was not too obviously weak.

She nods and leans in to give me a hug. Through the complication of moving around her hard stomach, I manage to wrap my arms around her beck and awkwardly squeeze her tight.

"And if he decides to be a little fucker, and pull something dumb, you know I'll be waiting to kick his ass." Her other half chimes.

I try not to laugh as I break away from Karen. Bryan maybe be a tough cookie, but his five-eleven stance, is no match to Timothy's six-two. But I accept his offer anyways.

"Thank you Bryan." I suppress my laughter.

He nods as if to be a super hero having just helped a city of citizens.

"Anytime little sister, anytime."

I shake my head and glance at the house before me. It is really a half of a house, or a rectangular house. Timothy once told me the proper name of the home, but I'd always forgotten. I simply remember feeling confused by the American standard of living. A home that is half a house, but really equal to a whole? That is ridiculous.

Nonetheless, I stole another glance from my sister and brother in-law, inhaling a shaky breath as I finally pressed my palm to the cold handle and pushed through. Once outside of the car, the wind reminded me of how cold another day in November can really be as I fought through a heartless wind.

I only pause in my steps to look back at a car that was no longer there. Karen insisted that She accompany me to do this, to offer comfort if need be and Bryan simply didn't want to let Karen leave the house alone. Apparently that was a lie and they set me up like the sly foxes they are. I now have no way of getting home, unless I walk a few blocks to hail a cab. Until then, I'm stuck.