Chapter 6

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I don't know how long I've been walking or running, don't know what time it started raining, and I defiantly don't know when I started crying. I stopped when I reached my destination. I walked up to the dark green fence and stood there. It was a semi big house with a drive way that had 2 cars parked in front of the garage. I reached out to open the gate, but anxiety got in the way of me opening. After about 5 minutes of trying to calm down, I finally opened the gate and walked up the narrow sidewalk up to the dark green door. There in front of me stood the dark green door that I haven't seen since June 6th. A door that use to be opened by my curly haired, green eyed boyfriend. A door where I would be pushed against and kissed passionately. A door that I could come to, and not worry about being judged inside.

I stood in front of this door for about 4 minutes before even knocking. After I finally go the courage to knock on this door. I waited, and waited.

"No ones home. This is so fucking stupid." I said in a hush tone as I turned around. Right as I was about to leave I heard the lock unlock and the door open. I froze, scared to turn around and face Gemma, if it was her. Even more scared if it was Anne herself.

"Hello?" a soft voice asking.

I took a deep breath and turned around slowly. "H-hi Mrs. Styles. I don't know why I came here bu-"

I was cut off by a breath taking hug. I instantly warped my arms around Anne and rested my head on her shoulder, holding in the tears that desperately want to come out. We hugged for what seemed like 15 minutes. She let go of me and put her hands in my shoulders, examining me in the process.

"Oh my god, Kacie. It really is you. It's been too long honey. Gave me a broken heart the day you left and never showed up ever again." She said tears in her eyes.

"I know and I'm sorry for that. I just could be here anymore. Too much pain and memories for me to handle at the time."

"Come on in, and I'll get you some dry clothes, and make some tea for us." She smiled at me, putting her arm around my waist in a motherly way. We walked into the house of memories and pain together. She was still holding me like she was expecting a flood of emotions the moment I walked into this house. We walked into the kitchen, as I sat down on a chair she was getting the tea set up. Getting the pot and filling it with water, grabbing 2 tea bags, pulling out 2 mugs. One being a mug with some penguins on it, knowing that's been 'my mug' since I was about 6. Harry and I use to fight over that mug until one day he just gave in and gave it to me with a big cheesy smile on his face. I smile at the memory now.

"So how did you get here Kacie? When did you get here?" Anne asked.

"Um, well I walked here, it a long story, and I arrived in Holmes early today, and I'm here for about a week."

"Oh, just a week? Then it looks like your friends and I have a week to get you to stay here!" She laughed. "I'll be right back with some dry clothes for you ok sweetie?" I nodded as she walked away. I took out my phone and saw that I had 8 missed calls from Liam, 8 from Zayn, 5 from Louis, and 3 from Niall. I'm not even going to check my text messages right now. So I decided to gave Zayn a ring like I promised. He picked up on the first ring.

"Shit, Kacie, the least you can do is answer the fucking phone!" Zayn yelled into the receiver.

"I'm sorry. I just needed to get away and I had my phone on silent anyways so yeah." I said quietly.

"As long as you're save, we can sleep. Where are you exactly." He sighed.

"Anne's." I said.

"Anne's?! Are you really? Tell her I say hi!" Zayn said

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