Chapter 14:Fashionably Late

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When Ronnie comes to pick me up, 3 hours after I called him, he's high as a fucking kite. He lets me drive to his house and when we get back I fix up a room for Willow by myself. Ronnie passes out on the couch and when he wakes up he keeps going on and on about how happy he is that I moved in, yeah right. "I love you so much, and I can't wait to be married to you." "About that...are you sure you want to?" "What do you not want to?" "No! I really want to marry you!...it's just...the way you are sometimes..." "Way I am?" "Okay one example is what you did today, picking up me and your newborn daughter while you were high. If I let you drive we could have died." He gets mad "but I let you drive, and were fine." "Yeah...but. Okay, let's just drop it." "Yeah let's." If life with him is always going to be like this I might have made the wrong decision. Maybe everyone was right, he is an asshole. I decide to stay and see how it all works out.

1 MONTH LATER...

Ronnie and I have been fighting non-stop... I think it's time to go back to Billie. I pack my things and grab Willow. As I put my stuff in the car Ronnie rips Willows baby bag off of my arm and throws it on the ground. "You're leaving again?!" "Things aren't working out..." I pick up the bag and put it in the car. "I'm sorry Ronnie...but it's for the best." "The best? I thought we were getting married?" "... I changed my mind. I love you...but i can't do this." I get in the front seat and slam the door shut. Ronnie taps on the window and I roll it down. "What?" "Please don't leave me. I can change." I shake my head. "People never change. Bye Ronnie."

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