"don't think i'm coming back it's just a relapse" carrie finds her self in deep pain as her husband Michael leaves with her baby boy Isaiah. She can't seem to find an escape. Except for alcohol. Every once in a while Mike will let her see Isaiah but...
It's been a long time since I last saw my baby boy, and Mike said I could see him today. We are meeting in town at an old coffee shop. Thankfully we are meeting when it's closed so I don't have anyone running up to me other then my son. I pull into the parking lot and turn the car off, I then et out and start to head inside. "Mommy" I hear right as I open the door, my eyes light up and I turn around at the sound. My little baby boy was getting so big "Isaiah!" I say, I run a little closer to him and bend down on my knees as he runs to me. She then jumps into my arms and I stand up swinging him around, kissing his soft head and hugging him tight. Tears start streaming down my cheeks as I stop spinning "hi mommy" he says in his sweet baby voice "hi baby" I say kissing his four head "I've missed you so much baby boy" I say hugging his head "I missd woo two mommy" he says in that adorable baby voice again. I smile at that and close my eyes. "Hey Carrie" I hear Mike say as he walks up to us. I stand there and look at him. I want to hug him and kiss him but I don't know what he would do.....would he hug me back? Would he kiss me back? "Hey Michael" I say instead. He kinda smiles but I can tell its for Isaiah. My eyes get sad and I look down kinda "he's missed you" Mike said. I look over at Isaiah and smile at him "I've missed him too! So so much" I say then kiss his head again. I can see Mike's smile as I close my eyes again. "Daddy!" Isaiah says as he reaches out to him. I hand him over. It's so hard! They aren't even leaving yet but I can't stand the thought of my baby boy leaving. Mike looks at me as I look at Isaiah. He then sets him down on the ground to go play in the playroom which we all go to. Me and mike sit down as Isaiah plays "How have you been?" He asks trying to make small talk "good, and you?" I say lying trying to change the conversation "Carrie?" He asks. I look up at him "yes?" I ask. He looks at me "are you okay? How has the.......the drinking...been" he says. "I'm fine Michael.....and just so ya know.....I haven't taken a drink in two week..." I say looking down at the ground "that's good" he says smiling. I kinda smile and look up at Isaiah as he says "mommy look!" He's up pretty high but he can't fall "whoah! Good job baby" I say smiling at him. Once he get down he runs to daddy and Mike picks him up. He holds him and I hurry and grab my phone and take this picture.
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I smile and almost cry as I see my baby boy and the love of my life so happy. "I miss you Mike" I say thinking outloud. He looks over at me then looks back down at Isaiah "Carrie...I don't know if I trust you or not....Isaiah still has a scar....and he always will..." He says. A tear falls out of my eye and down my cheek "I know, and it kills me. I'm so sorry Michael...." I say look down and trying so hard not to cry "mommy?" Isaiah says. I wipe my cheeks and look at him "yes baby?" I ask still kinda crying. I see the scar on his arm and then I loose it. I close my eyes and start to cry "I wove woo" I hear him say "I love you too" I whisper as tears stream out of my eyes "excuse me" I say stand up and walking out of the playroom. I go to a booth and show my face into my hands, with my elbows on the counter. I cry harder then I ever have before. Trying so hard not to sob. I hurt my baby boy and I will never forgive myself for that.
