Hello Again (Book 2 Hello Series)

HA10-Farewells

Chapter 10...Farewells

(Danielle's P.O.V.)

Later when the kids and I were at the hotel, I waited anxiously for Dawson to call, or for him to show up at the room. I couldn't believe the way I was acting. I just blew up at Damien. How could I do that? I couldn't make Dawson choose between his family and brother. Wow, I've really let my stress take control of me. What have I turned into?

The tears just started falling down my face. They continued for a long time. Hudson, Shane, and Sadie all curled up beside me trying to give me comfort. I never wanted my children to see me like this.

"Mommy please don't cry," Hudson whispered. I just rubbed his head trying my best to push away the tears.

When the kids were finally asleep, I tried to call Dawson, but he didn't answer. The thought stung that he actually didn't want to talk to me. But then again, I had been a bitch.

I went to lie down, and quickly I fell asleep. But it wasn't for long.

(Dawson's P.O.V.)

I came around with a pounding headache, and Damien shaking me. This was a weird sight, because usually it's the other way around. Usually I'm the one pulling, his ass off of the floor.

"Dawson get up man, you've got to sober up," Damien stated helping me off the floor. I must have fallen pretty hard because my entire left side hurt.

"Damien, she doesn't want me," I shouted angrily.

"Dawson are you crazy? Of course she does, you're her husband and father to her children," Damien stated.

"Then why is she pushing me away, and hiding things from me?" I shouted. My head really hurt, it was throbbing. "I mean maybe she's tired of me."

"Dawson that's bullshit and you know it!" Damien cursed. "Danielle is pissed because she's going thru something right now that she really doesn't know how to handle it. But it's not you."

I looked at Damien for the first time in a different light. Now that could because of the amount of alcohol in my system, or the shady lighting, but it was a new light none the less. Damien was for once being the bigger brother.

"Yeah and when did you get so wise?" I slurred throwing water on my face trying to sober up.

"When my older brother decided to give his bratty, delinquent, little brother a fighting chance," Damien stated. Then I pulled him in for a hug. My little bro had finally grown up. "Okay, okay, enough of this girly shit, let's go get your girl."

(Danielle's P.O.V.)

I woke up to a knock on the door. I jumped out of bed and ran to the door thinking it was Dawson. Hoping, and praying it was Dawson. When I reached the door I threw it open not even stopping to check and see who it was.

That was the biggest mistake of my life.

Standing before me was Andrew. I tried to slam the door in his face but he jammed it open with his foot.

"Get away from me you sick, evil, piece of crap," I hissed trying not to wake my kids.

"Oh Dani I love it when you talk dirty to me. It just cranks my engine," Andrew stated. He smirked and I saw my own fear in the reflection of his eyes.

"What do you want from me?" I cried. He had been haunting me in my dreams for the past three years, and now he was haunting me in real life. When would this viscous cycle ever end?

"Oh, Baby you know what I want," Andrew laughed. "I've wanted the same thing ever since I laid eyes on you."

"Andrew you're talking like a mad man," I stated. He pushed the door open even more. "Stay where you are. Don't you dare step any closer to my kids."

"If you come with me I'll leave your brats safely in their beds, untouched," He stated wearing his crooked smile. He put his hands on his hips, and that's when I saw the pistol. "And if you don't comply, I can always take you the hard way, and leave a message for old Dawson."

I swallowed the bile that rose in my mouth as I thought of what Andrew was capable of. This man was lethal, and not to be messed with.

"Okay, I'll go, just promise me you won't touch my kids," I stated.

"Scouts Honor," Andrew stated. The look in his eyes, looked like he was sincere.

Dawson where are you when I really need you?

"Okay, let me get my things," I stated.

"You have two seconds I'll be out in the hall," Andrew stated in an all not too friendly tone.

I quickly grabbed the notepad out of my purse, and wrote Dawson a note.

Dawson,

I've left the kids in your hands. Please keep them safe and remind them that I love them every day. I can't do "this" anymore. I need some "help". That's why I've "left".

A tear fell down my face and on to the note as I wrote "love Danielle". I was so stupid. I should have talked to Dawson instead of pushed him away.

God, I'm an idiot.