I'm Sorry

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Luke's POV:

I could hardly remember what had happened last night. The one thing that stuck with me was the argument between Caroline and I. I let my drunk self take over and say whatever I thought would help end the argument sooner.

I felt like a complete idiot. My head was about to explode and my thoughts were running wild. I took some aspirin and looked around the room to see if anyone else was here. It was practically empty the only I saw was my suitcase.

I walked over to the connecting door of our hotel rooms and opened it. BM and Carter got quiet when I walked in.

"Where's everyone?" I asked.

"The rest of the band left an hour ago, Carol and the girls caught a late night flight back to Nashville." Carter told me.

"Why didn't the girls just leave with us today?"

"Because you royally fuck up last night." Monaco hollered.

"I know I know, I'm sorry. I am, I was just stressed with the whole-"

"We don't care Luke. You don't get it, do you?" Carter spoke up.

"Don't get what?" I stood there.

"You don't get that you can just say a few words and expect everyone to come back to your service again at the snap of a finger. You messed up last night, not only with Caroline but with the band, your nieces, me, Monaco, everyone." He explained.

"I'm sorry I don't know how to fix this." I rubbed my neck as my heart dropped.

"We don't either." Monaco grabbed his stuff and left the room.

"Check-in for the plane is in 15, get ready so we can go." Carter said grabbing his bag and leaving.

I got myself ready and headed downstairs to the car that was waiting for us. It was a short ride to the airport as well as a short ride back home. I took time to think about everything I'd done and how I could try to put together Carol and I so that when I got home I could fix this all.

I grabbed my luggage out of the back seat of my truck and walked inside the house. It was completely quiet.

"Hello?" I said. I put my bags down and walked into the kitchen where I'd found a note left behind from Caroline.

"Dear Luke,

I've packed up my clothes and some of the kids clothes to take with me to a hotel room for a couple of nights. Til should be back home at around 4 I haven't told him anything but no promises that Kris or Jordan haven't either. I thought marriage would be easy but I was completely wrong. This was the best choice for us both in the long run. Now you don't have to worry about being tired from the same old arguments again like you wanted.

- Caroline"

My heart sunk. Tears began to run down my cheeks. This isn't what I wanted, not at all. I can't believe I did this, I can't believe we're over. I didn't wanna believe it.

I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and dialed her number. It rang for a few seconds before she sent me to voicemail. I called over and over but got the same result, finally I just left a voicemail.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." I began to cry over the phone, "I don't want this, I don't want divorce. I wanna be with you. I'm sorry this is all my fault. I love you I don't want this to end please baby pick up the phone so we can talk. I was drunk and I know that's not an excuse but I didn't mean for any of this to happen. I didn't mean to say I didn't wanna be with you because the Lord knows I do. I'm so sorry please Caroline answer your phone, I love you."

I called Monaco to see if he had any clue to where she'd be at. The phone rang a few times before he finally answered.

"Do you know where Caroline is staying?" I asked.

"She told me not to say." He replied.

"Okay but I need you to tell me. I need to fix this now!" I yelled at him.

"Sorry I can't bro, she's hurt, she doesn't wanna see you." He told me.

"Mike if you don't tell me, I'll fire you." I said dramatically.

"First of all calm down, she's at the Omni in room 593. I swear to God Luke, if you pull any stupid shit like you did yesterday I'll personally show up there and beat your ass." He sternly said.

"I won't I'm trying to make this right." I hung up on him.

I got in my truck and hurried my way out to the hotel. When I had finally got there I made a b-line to the elevators and pushed the button for the 5th floor.

It wasn't too long after that I found the room. Without thinking I knocked on the door. I quickly prepared myself for whatever was going to happen when she opened it.

"Who is it?" I heard her voice call out.

"Uh- it's me. I'm not drunk, I just wanna talk please." I begged. I heard the locks on the door begin to unlock one by one before she peaked out.

"There's nothing to talk about." She stood there with tears in her eyes.

"Yes there is let me in..." I stood there holding back my tears.

"No just leave." She said trying to close the door. I stuck my foot out and carefully pushed my way into the room.

"What? What is there to talk about? We're done, I don't want to have to deal with this anymore. I'm exhausted from it all." She said plopping down onto the bed.

"I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry baby." I sat down across from her.

"Don't call me that. You said you didn't need me. You wanted this to end and now that I'm giving you what you want, you're not pleased." She told me.

"I didn't mean any of it Caroline, we both know I was drunk! We both know I do and say dumb shit when I'm drunk!" I explained.

"Why were you drinking in the first place then?" She questioned me.

"Because I was sad you didn't wanna be around me yesterday. I wanted to give you one of the best birthdays ever but you didn't even wanna be near me." I felt myself began to heat up.

"I didn't want to be around you because you were acting like an asshole. I'm not a kid there was no reason for you to be yelling at me to hurry up yesterday. See, here we are back at square one." She cried.

"How can I fix this? I don't want to get a divorce." I stated.

"You can't. You may not want to get a divorce anymore but I do. I can't be dealing with raising kids practically all on my own, I can't be dealing with someone who drinks all the damn time and can't control themselves.I can't be doing this Luke."

Her words cut through me like a damn knife, she was right. I haven't been there for her as much I was in the beginning of our marriage.

"I can quit singing. I'll end it all, the drinking, the partying, just please don't do this." I pleaded.

"We both know that's unreasonable, I don't want you to quit something that you've dreamed of your whole life." She said.

"I've dreamed of being married my whole life too..." I explained.

"Well you need to be married to someone who equally enjoys you being away from them for long periods of time. That can handle you not always being there for them, but that's not me." She said.

"So this is it? We're over? All these years are gone?" I asked her.

"It's not what we want Luke. It's what we need." She told me.

I sat there with tears in my eyes. I had no idea what to do with myself at this point. For once in my life I was completely lost. I hated this feeling, I hated it so much.

a/n:

Do you guys think they'll actually get a divorce or just separate for a little bit?

I'll have a few more chapters coming out sometime soon! Hope you guys enjoyed! Please like & comment!

-Trinity

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