I sit on the side of the bed with Darren.
"Why do you think these are coming back all of a sudden?"
His eyes widen, his body tenses up, and he looks away from me.
"Darren?"
He is silent.
A chill goes through the room.
".....They're sending me back."
My heart stops beating.
I stop breathing.
"W-What?"
He looks at me.
"I got the letter a week ago."
I stand up and walk to the corner.
"I have to go back."
I sink to my butt in the corner.
"No! You don't have to! You have the right to say no! Y-You can stay here. You don't h-have to go back yet! Ever!"
I say, starting to become hysterical.
"You can't just get up and leave me."
I feel like someone punched me in the face.
".......just like I did."
I say, almost at a whisper.
Tears blur my vision.
"Darren you can't go back! Please don't!"
He gives me sad eyes.
I pull at a loose piece of hair and growl.
I can only see helicopters and late night phone calls and weapons and pain.
He sits in front of me.
"When d-do you leave?"
He sighs, sitting with me and playing with my hair, obviously calmed down.
"Next Monday."
"Let's make the most of it then."
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City Of Dreams
General FictionSequel to New York- Where Dreams are Made Charlotte struggles to remain on top of everything. With all the problems and stress, she tries to hold it together. She tries to finish what she came to do. She tries to make her dreams come true. But...
