chapter 7

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hayley's pov
The next few days i was living inside a bubble. I was so into norman and being with him that i wasnt thinking about going back and then reality snapped me out of it. Today was the day we had to take a flight back home.  He took us to the airport and i didnt talk. I heard him talking to ali. "Why hasnt she talk to me. Is she mad at me?" she shook her head. "No this is who she is. She doesnt want to feel the pain so she shuts it out." She was right i always did that. It wasnt fair on him but i couldnt help it.

We checked in and then it was time we had to say goodbye. I was about to loose it. I could feel it building up. "Hey come here." He said and he pulled me closer. He held me and whispered in my ear. "Babygirl, i'm gonna miss you. There wont be another woman for me like you. Hope i see you soon. Please dont shut me out. Dont let me be hurt alone." I looked up and tears were surfacing. "I love you. I wont ever love anyone else. I'm scared to let it out because i might crack." He caressed my cheek with his tumb. "i know. Same here." We stood still for a while head to head. "Sweetie we have to go." I nodded and turned around. I was about to leave but i couldnt go without feeling him one more time. I faced him again and walked back to kiss him before i wouldnt see him again. He replied just as strong.

I sat on the plane crying and alice held me. There were people asking her if i was alright. "She will be. It just hurts to say goodbye to someone who you might never see again." She did so much for me, that i could never repay her. She gave me norman and it was priceless.

I got home and he brought my daughter over. He noticed i looked like a wreck. "Wow you look a mess. What happened to you?" I huffed. "Nothing. Just tired." He chuckled. "Yeah probably because you cant see your boyfriend anymore." I sighed. "Shut up. Leave her stuff and go. Its none of your business anyway." He got closer. "Dont talk to me like that." I scoffed. "I'll talk to you however i want." before i knew it i got a slap right across my face. "are you kiddin me? get out now. if you pull a trick like this again, i'll call the cops." he scoffed and left my house. my daughter didnt see him hitting me and i was glad. she didnt need to know how big off an ass her daddy was. she was smart though she saw my cheek having a big red spot. "mommy are you hurt?" i sighed. "yeah a little honey." she awed me and she pulled me to her to kiss it. "what happened?" i couldnt lie to her. i wouldnt be an example by lying. "honey daddy hurt mommy." she gasped. "bad daddy." "yeah bad daddy but he would never do anything to you sweetie. he loves you. your dad and me just doesnt go well together anymore." she hugged me but i wasnt sure she understood me. i got a text from norman 'hey baby, i hope you got back safely, i miss you so much. xxx ly' i smiled at his words but it hurt at the same time not being with him. 'yeah i'm home and my girl is with me too. you know how much i miss you. ly too xxx.' i took a puzzle from the closet and went to make it with emily. i got a message back from norman. 'can we do a videocall tomorrow. i wanna see you.' i immediatly replied. 'sure then you can meet emily. xxx.' i told her that we were going to meet a friend of mine on the computer tomorrow. she frowned. 'mommy how can you do that on a computer?' sometimes she was too smart for her own good. "its like a call sweetie only you can see eachother." she nodded and went back to play.

the next day my face felt like it was hit by a train. i looked in the mirror and saw that it had all colours of the rainbow besides the color it had to have. how was i gonna have a conversation with norman with this. he wasnt gonna be happy when he saw this. later that day he called me. i placed my computer in front of us. "hey honey this is norman." she smiled and waved at him. "hi norman." "hi sweetie, wow you look like a princess." she was wearing her elsa outfit. she was being cocky as always. "i am a princess." he chuckled. "well sorry hi princess." she smiled and left to get back to her toys. "cute kid. i hope i can meet her in real life one day." i sighed. "she's awesome and the truth is, it would make my life so much better if you were here." then i saw him puzzling me. "babe what's that on your cheek?" i knew he would notice. "its fine babe, i kicked him out." his eyes widened. "what the fuck did he do?" i sighed. "we had an argument and it turned badly. he slapped me and i kicked him out. so dont worry." i saw him balling his fists. "how can you tell me not to worry. the jerk hit my girlfriend. i'm gonna kick his ass." i chuckled. "yeah thats possible from the other side of the world." he sighed. "i wish i was with you, you know i would if i could." i smiled and nodded. we talked for hours and i was sad that i had to stop.

days became weeks and weeks became months. we talked whenever he had the time. i knew he was busy with his new season of ride. i loved it that he made time for me. it got public that he was dating his overseas friend. some people werent that positive about me but i didnt care. i knew what i was in for. i could read articles and interviews that he mentioned me and i got butterflies. ali had her date with daniel and they it went so well that they already saw eachother several times now and he even had met her kids. her eldest was so happy for her mom that she asked me to help her to suprise her with a trip to go and see him. she couldnt be more thrilled and she thanked me for helping her daughter. it was the least i could do by what she had given me. i had a call with norman in a few hours and emily was staying with her dad again and he had to drop her off. he looked off and it kinda scared me. "you can leave now." he huffed and started to yell at me again. i had enough of his crap and i spat back. "do not act like a kid in my own house in front of my child." he started to push me and before i knew it i stumbled down the stairs. the last thing i remembered before the ambulance came and get me was my daughter screaming for me.

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