Please Don't Say You Love Me

I get deep

I am so sorry for how late this update is, so in order to make up for it i will be posting chapters 17 and 18 today

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Adam has been there for me. He was waiting at my door when I came home with Lynn, almost in tears. He was there when everything went to shit. But he was the one who caused all of this. On one hand I am grateful he gave amazing friends, but on the other hand he gave me the biggest heartbreak of my life. But you can't take the good without the bad.

But can someone be so bad where you can take more of the bad than the good? Or the opposite? Can someone be to good? I think that everyone will have two love interests in their lifetime. One is when you are head over heels for someone, but they don't return the same feelings. The other one is if you are lucky. You will meet someone you never thought you would meet, and then you fall in love all over again. But not as hard as the last time, because you learnt your lesson. You learnt your lesson over the heartbreak, over the days when you thought no one would ever love you. That's when you meet the second person, but who's to say they will be the only one? There could be clear before you meet the one you want to spend your life with.

The one you stay up all night talking about your future.

The one you could never imagine leaving.

For me, Liam was the first person. The one I was so incredibly in love with, the one who never returned the feelings. Adam could be the person I love forever, or he could be just another person along the road. The ones I love before I meet the last person. Hes who break my heart, the hearts I break. Adam can make me or break me.

"Mama? Can we watch a movie?" A small voice breaks my thoughts. Lynn is wearing her favorite eye patch, and some Winnie The Pooh pajamas that she is growing out of. Her hair is in braids, courtesy of your truly. Her brown eye is wide, and hands were clasped behind her. A habit she probably picked up from seeing everyone on the base.

"Well, if you go get the ice cream we can watch any movie you want." I reach out and grab her waist preventing her from going anywhere. I pull her onto the couch with me, and begin tickling her. "Well? Are you gonna get the ice cream?" A grin breaks out onto my face, and Lynn's laughter floats through the air.

These are the moments I live for, the ones where I have no cares in the world. The ones I spend with my child. "Mama I need to get the ice cream!" She says between laughs, faking a pout.

"Well how can I resist that face baby? Go get the stuff." I say with a wink which gets a giggle. I let her off the couch and her little legs prepell the rest of her body towards the kitchen.

I know there is nothing that we haven't watched on netflix. There might be something on TV. Switching through the channels is just a waste of time. "Baby, would you like to go to the movie theatre?" I call with a huge smile on my face.

There was a bang, followed by a crash then a little voice screaming yes. Lynn comes running out of the kitchen ice cream all over her face, and a spoon in hand. She runs straight to the couch and folds over it, almost like one would see a slinky going down stairs.

I chuckle, and grab the tub from her hands and put it on the end table. It will be a mess for future me to clean up. "Go grab your red jacket." She runs, spoon still in hand, towards the door and practically pulls her jacket off the coat hanger. I follow suit, and leave my slippers on unlike Lynn who sprung for strappy sandals. "Ready?" Lynn responds with an eager nod, and more running.

Damn at this rate this kid will be more fit than me.