apologies & regret

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It's Kev.

I stop and walk towards him. I really need him to stop shouting my name at 3 in the morning. A light flickers on in the house next door, it's Carl's bedroom.

I see his outline and practically run into Kev's house. I look at him questioningly.

"What?" I say with an attitude, I was tired and I didn't really wanna hear how he feels sorry for me.

"Umm y/n, I can't have you living on the streets. I remember when you were a lively child, now you're eyes are sunken, you're just skin and bones. I was gonna offered for you to stay on the sofa here. You'd get breakfast and a ride to work." he says.

I'm shocked. I really wanna say yes but to burden then would be my worst nightmare. I'm technically sleeping in a bed now. But a shower being available whenever sounds like heaven. I'm extremely torn.

"Yes" I say after what feels like a century.

He walks over, picks me up and spins me round. I feel human in his arms and it feels unnatural. I like it, but it's really strange.
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(skip the rest of the week)

V came round to the idea of me staying almost immediately after hearing my sob story. It's sad but it's the truth.

I have a day off from working and I made myself show my gratitude and decided to clean the house for them. I threw on some of my clothes that I reclaimed from my old house and grabbed a cloth. I tuned the radio to my favourite station as I scrubbed the floor until I could see my face.

There's a knock on the door around half 4 in the afternoon. I go to unlock the door and when the door opens, I stumble backwards.

"Fiona" the word comes out as a whisper. Her eyes looks kind of wild and I'm terrified.

"Y/n, oh my god. You look awful" she says, not thinking it through.

"All thanks to you" I smile tightly and her eyebrows scrunch together.

"I'm so sorry. So unbelievably sorry. I accused you of something you didn't do. I don't know what was wrong with me." her words were as frantic as her eyes.

I just stand there and eventually just clap my hands slowly. "Congrats, you saw the truth. I'm sure you're only apologising out of pity so I don't want to hear it." I stop and she looks hurt. Good.

I speak again, "did you come for something or was it just to make yourself try and feel better?" she flinches again and shakes her head.

I nod and shut the door in her face. I honestly feel horrible about talking to her like that, but she literally ruined my life. She made me want to die, she is the reason I was sat starving on the streets just over a week ago.

I go to the window to check she has left and unfortunately make eye contact with the last person I wanted to see. He was stood in front of the house, staring at me. His eyes were wide, suggesting he either heard or witnessed the conversation.

I can't believe I didn't notice him. I quickly run to the door and locked it once again. With a sigh of relief and pain I get back to scrubbing the floor, regretting ever opening the door.

back at it with the double updates lmfao. but the drama is flooding out of me haha so here ya go

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