The Lonely Widow (Completed) (Editing)

Chapter 11

        The trees were swaying in the late spring air as Daisy sat in the park silently watching children play with their friends, silently watching the mothers chatting away about their weeks and whining about how their children had ‘played up’ and were sent to the naughty step four times in one day the other day. Although she wasn’t really listening, she couldn’t help but hear their conversation; they weren’t exactly being discreet about it.

        This day was Saturday and Kurt and Darren had been gone for three days. Kurt had tried to phone her countless amounts of times and she’d just ignored every one of those calls. She knew, however that Kurt wasn’t too worried as Luke had been filling him in on her attitude, actions and whereabouts, which although comforting, she felt quite annoyed that she couldn’t have just a moment’s peace without the feeling that she was being watched.

        Her parents had also left to go home. They’d moved to Brighton early the previous year and Lindsay had followed them a few months later when her marriage had broken down. That had left Daisy and Brandon alone in Portsmouth, and for a while that was okay and they’d enjoyed their time alone. They had enjoyed the peacefulness of being with one another and being able to just spend time together, on their own. Now, Daisy thought she had too much time alone with her own thoughts and she hated it.

        She hated the voice in her head that told her to stop being so damn miserable when her heart was telling her otherwise. Her heart was telling her that it was breaking and it didn’t care what her head thought because her heart was what mattered in the grand scheme of things. 

        She sighed and shook all the thoughts out of her head. She wasn’t ready to deal with her emotions right now, and if ignoring it was going to help in any way, shape or form, then that was what she was going to do. In that case, ignorance is definitely bliss.

        Although she understood why Kurt and Danny had to go home – their parents we beginning to worry in their absence - and she couldn’t deny them time with their families, but she also couldn’t deny the feelings of hurt and jealousy that were weighing down her heart. She wanted them with her and her only. She needed them.

        “Mummy Mummy, look what I found” a little voice snapped her out of her thoughts and she looked up to see a little boy in front of her holding out a worm for his mother to see. “I found it in the mud.” He squealed before running away back to where he’d found it.

        She frowned at the thought that she’d never have Brandon’s children and Jade’s child would never have the privilege of knowing its Uncle, but smiled at the thought that maybe this child would resemble Brandon in some way, but she wasn’t sure whether that would that be a good thing or a bad thing? Would seeing Jade’s child rake up too many memories? She leant back onto the bench and smiled after deciding it would be a good thing; Brandon’s memory living on inside another life would definitely be a good thing.

        “It’s nice to see you smile.” A voice beside her made her heart leap into her throat and her whole body to jump off the bench and fall to the floor. After muttering a few swear words she looked up to see who had interrupted her thoughts and came face to face with Lee, who was grinning from ear to ear. “Sorry” he muttered sheepishly. “I didn’t mean to scare you.” He smiled at her sympathetically and held out his hand to help her up from the floor. She watched him warily before reaching up and grabbing his hand for leverage to pull herself up.

        Daisy smiled back and chuckled, while shaking her head at him, “I don’t mind, I just wasn’t expecting anyone to speak to me. They’ve all been looking at me like I’m a charity case, but no-one’s actually spoken to me yet.”