Mistakes ||Sequel to Party||

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Charlie's POV:
Just the second I got into the car and closed the car door, I broke down in tears. I hate pretending like everything is alright, but I don't want to talk about what's going on either.

I arrive at my mum's and she greets me with a tight, bear hug. She gently strokes my hair and pats my back. I can't stop crying. How much she even tries, the tears won't stop flooding down my cheeks. We are still standing in the doorway and I'm clutching onto her like my life is depending on it, which it kinda is...

"Charlie, it's gonna go be okay, I promise." She says in a comforting tone. I sob into her shoulder.
"No, he'll never forgive me!" I shout heartbroken, but my yell is muffled by her shirt. Mum pulls away from the hug and moves her gaze up to my eyes. She's looking really worried and concerned. But there is something in her look. Something I just can't put my finger on.

Her eyes are full of love and sympathy. Her hands are placed on my shoulders, one on each side and her mouth opens a bit as she talks.
"Charlie. If there's one thing I know, then it's that you're a really good guy and I know that you would never do something that someone else can't forgive you for." She tells me. I feel my heart ache in my chest, both because of Leo and stuff, but also because she's wrong. She maybe thinks that way, but she's wrong.

"But what if I did...?" I ask slowly, biting my lip as my eyes look down at the ground.
"Did what?" My mum asks a bit confused.
"What if I did something that I cannot be forgiven?" I repeat, this time with a tiny bit more confidence.
"And what would that be?" She replies, like there's nothing in the world I can do without being forgiven.

I look up from the ground, slowly. I shyly meet her gaze and she's looking straight into my eyes. It's like she is searching for answer in them. I build up every little piece of courage in my body, even though there's not much, it's enough. I mean, she's my mother, she deserves to know. Plus, she's probably going to find out anyway.

I feel myself shatter on the inside, like I was a fragile piece of glass. Just the thought of it makes me feel horrible, absolutely horrible. I try to just push away all the thoughts and memories that are spinning around in my mind. I try to find a space in my head that's like some sort of black hole where I can just bury them all.
When they're gone for some seconds, I take the chance.

I look straight into my mother's eyes and say: "I cheated on him."

***

I lie in my bed, crying into my pillow. It has just been a few hours since me and Leondre had the fight, but everything reminds me of him.
Suddenly the door slowly opens, but I don't care to look up.
"Charlie...?" I hear a small voice ask. I don't answer - I already know it's Brooke - but she continues anyway.
"Me and mum are going to watch a movie now... Wanna join?" She says.

I stay quiet.
Brooke leans forward and gives me a hug.
"I've missed you so much." She mumbles, hugging my back. At that moment I cannot ignore her anymore.
I slowly sit up, making her lose her grip of me.
She takes a step back and I realize that she thinks I'm angry or something. But when I smile at her, she smiles back.

I hold out my arms for her and she crawls onto the bed, giving me the biggest hug I've ever gotten from anyone.
"I've missed you too." I manage to say through my sobs.

If there's one thing I know; Brooke has always been there for me and she's like an expert at comforting me. She should win a prize for it. I just love her so freaking much.
And for being so young, she's really cleaver.
"I love you sooooo much, Brooke." I tell her, still hugging her small body. She giggles slightly before answering with an "I love you too, Charlie."

We sit there for a while and I just enjoy her presence. Suddenly she pulls away and looks up at me.
"Sooo... You wanna join me and mum?" Brooke asks, a grin slowly develops on her lips. I can't help but chuckle.
"I would love to." I smile back and she immediately crawls out of the bed. She walks over to the door and places her hand to her forehead like she was a soldier.
"To the living room!" She says with a mannered voice before marching out of the room.

I smile at her. She makes me happier than she's aware of. I notice that I've stopped crying for a while, which is good. I can't handle all this pain, especially not on my own-
"Charlie! Are you coming?" Brooke yells happily from the hall outside my room.
"Yeah, I'm on my way." I giggle, before getting out of the bed and walking out of my room. This time with a smile on my face.