Filling in the Cracks

Chapter 45: Fighting Battles

If you told me five years ago, that'd I'd be engaged to my ex-boyfriend, arguing with the boy I loved but lost, and got a threatening call about my mothers health. You my friend, would be classified as a Class A Maniac in my dictionary.

Here I am, in the car, with Kayden. Yes, the boy I lost. I suppose I did confess that I loved him. But read the last letter in that word. Loved. Also known as, past tense. I really have moved on.

If Kayden ever loved me, (which I very much doubt) he wouldn't have left. I know what you're thinking. Hey look it's the hypocrite talking. I know I left. I left because I'm weak. I couldn't handle. As much as I don't admit it I'll always know inside of me I let my barriers down for the playboy. Out of all the people in the world I chose the playboy to screw me over.

I can't help but wonder what would happen if I stayed. If Kayden didn't get Chelsea pregnant. (I still have no idea what's going on with DaddyAsher/DaddyKayden situation.) But I don't need to wonder. It doesn't change the fact that I am happily engaged to the person that makes me smile and brings me joy.

Lucas, my fiancé.

Now the thinking won't stop. No matter how much I try to divert my attention it doesn't work. It keeps coming back to my mom. My mom is a really strong person and she won't leave, she can't.

I keep telling myself it's just another anxiety attack and that's that. Just and anxiety attack.

I was broken out of my thoughts when the car jerked sending me forward but my seat-belt quickly pushed me back.

"What the hell was that!" I yelled at Kayden.

"Didn't knew you cursed now Sweetums." Kayden joked. Joked? Why the heck is he joking at a time like this!

"Just shut up and drive." I demanded already frustrated as it is.

"Isn't that a song?" He asked out of no where.

"Does it matter?" I snapped, and yes, it is a song.

"Yes, because small talks the only thing that's gonna get us through this traffic." Kayden simply said as I turned my head to the road.

The sun was setting, which was a pleasant view, but the cars were all jammed and honking, a few people also showing other their number one fingers, not so much of a pleasant view. I saw a few thunder clouds roll in and a few sprinkles splash on the rear view window. Great, just great.

"I can't wait in this traffic! Pull over!" I demanded.

"As you can or apparently can't see princess, I can't."

I groaned and un-buckled my seat-belt. I got out of the car and grabbed my bag and phone.

"Dawn!"

"Sweetums!"

I heard Kayden call my name a few more times but I decided against it and walked through the traffic to the outlets. The hospital would only be twenty minute walk from here and if I was lucky, I'd get a cab.

I heard footsteps behind me nearing in, I ignored them and kept walking. Until, they grabbed me by the shoulders and stopped me.

"Kayden, let go." I wasn't in the mood to argue so I decided to act and shrugged him off and started to quicken my pace. I was at a good pace, that is until he blocked me.

"What!" I said exasperated.

"You shouldn't have just gotten out like that! There are bad people on these streets!" Kayden scolded me.

I scoffed, "Oh yeah. I have a great example standing right in front of me."

By now I was probably soaked in my skinny jeans, well not mine. I borrowed a pair from Chels because of the whole smores indecent. I could feel trinklets of water from Kayden's hair on my shoulder proving we were too close. I slightly pushed him away but he didn't budge. Well, aren't I strong.