How To Steal A Heart [ COMPLETE] ✔️

Chapter 43

We finally went home and I decided to give Noah a bath. After that, I fed him, sung him to sleep, then put him in his crib. I didn't leave his room either, I just sat there and watched him. The thought of when Charles shot Ana, was still in my brain. The blood, her body, just lying there dead. I tried to close my eyes and think about something else but I couldn't. I felt like I was back at war, when all I could think about or hear where the shots. All I could remember were the bloody bodies of different people on the ground. I remember when I came across a body of a soldier, his left arm missing. I remembered how I walked up to him and checked for a pulse, only to realize he was long dead.

I remember who he was too, he was one of the new soldiers, and not even a couple days later, there he was, dead, lifeless. I had tears in my eyes. Still to this day, I felt the pain of everything from being in the War. I would just stand there sometimes, looking at every soldier trying to take cover while shooting and how the enemies were in our area, killing and shooting at us. I remember when Finn came to me one time when I needed help. I couldn't hear what he said to me because of all the loud ringing from all the shooting, shouts and bombs, but he helped me and we were bestfriends ever since. To this day, I now have anxiety, depression and PTSD. Even though the PTSD isn't as frequent as it used to be when I was freshly out the war, I still have it occasionally.

"Hey you okay?" I heard as I snapped out of my own little world. I felt a warm hand on my shoulder, it was Charles.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I didn't like telling people what I was going through, I thought it made me look weak. He didn't seem to believe me so he gave me a look.
"Really I'm fine, I'm just happy Noah is back. That's all." I tried to put on a fake smile but it didn't last long.
"Alright, look everyone is downstairs, you should join us." I nodded and stood up to kiss Noah one last time, on his forehead, before I went downstairs.

The room was filled with a lot of people.
Daisy, Josie, Zoe, Adam, Michael, Charles, Elizabeth, Finn, Williams, and even Leroy was here.
"Where is he? Is he ok?" Leroy asks.
"He's fine, just sleeping." I sat down on the couch between Williams and Zoe.
"Natalie this is doctor Bailey, she's a therapist. She's here to help." Elizabeth spoke up, pointing to a random person sitting on the couch. I let out a dry laugh.
"Why would I need a therapist?" I blurted.
"I saw what happened to you when you heard the gun shot. You where in bad shape." Charles explained.
"You've got to be kidding me, anyone who has been in the Army would tell you that a gun shot brings memories, memories that we don't want to remember. So if you would excuse me, I would just like to be with my child, I don't need a therapist." I stood up to go upstairs but Elizabeth started talking again.
"If you don't talk to the therapist, I'll file for custody of Noah." I turned around and walked up to her.
"Go ahead, we'll see who wins. You might have everyone wrapped around your little finger and can tell them what to do, but you're nothing to me. You don't get to give me orders or threaten me. I guess I'll just have to see you and your husband in court. Is that all? Good." I went upstairs and grabbed Noah. I couldn't stay in this house for one more minute. I decided to leave and head for my mom's old house, downtown.