Meaning of PTSD: Its a mental health thats triggered by a terrifying event-either experiencing it or witnessing it. Symtoms may include flashbacks, nightmears and severe anxiety, as well as uncontrollable thoughts about the event.
Astrids POV
"Why are you leaving?" I woke up and whipped the sleep out of my eyes and checked my watch.
2:20am
"I'm leaving cause of you and I'll be taking our daughter when she wakes up in the morning." I got up as fast as I could feeling light headed.
"Your not taking her, cause shes all I've got." I ran out into the hallway with the biggest smile on my face. I stopped in my track because I was just imagining them, like old times. For a second I felt like it was Christmas day. I thought I had got what I had wanted. I thought they would be there with big smiles on their face. I thought they would both open their arms wide open, ready to pull me in for a hug. But no. Nobody gets wheat they want in reality.
A tears fell past my eye because I knew I was just imagining the past. But I don't get it. When I was young I had PTSD. I would always pass out if I thought to much about him leaving, I just don't get i-.
"Fuck." I whispered yelled cause I hit the side of the door, stubbing my toe.
I pushed it away like it was nothing then went into the lounge. It was pitch black so I couldn't see much. I opened the fridge up giving me light. I sat down on a stool and played with my hair when I saw a dark shadow standing outside leaning against the railing.
"Shit." I mumbled getting a scared.
I walked out and realized it was Carter.
"What are you doing out here so late." I asked as I opened the door and closed it, walking towards him. He moved his weight over and gave me a weak smile.
"I would like to say the same thing." I chuckled and leaned against the railing right next to him.
"I asked first." He moved over so he was facing me.
"I don't know where Cam went." I slouched my shoulders and looked at the view scared that he might be hurt .
"Oh." Was all I said making Carter pulled me in for a hug. I rapped my arms around his shoulders and cried into them.
"He'll be back in the morning. Don't worry." I nodded and let him go. He whipped away my tears that have fallen and smiled still cupping my face. He moved in slowly making me react fast and walk back into the house. I didn't mean to cut him off like that but I have Cameron.
I walked back into Camerons room and grabbed my phone and checked everything. Nothing important. I put it back on charge and went through Mahoganys clothes again.
I picked her light ripped denim jeans, a stripped top and a red checkered shirt. I checked the time to make sure I could make it in time.
6:02am
I took my phone off charge and grabbed my penny off Cams side table. I opened the draw and grabbed a piece of paper and pen out and wrote to the boys when they wake up.
Dear Boys,
I've maybe breakfast, its in the oven. Share it evenly ok. I'll be back around three or four, I just need to do some errands before we leave.
Love, Astrid xx
I walked back into the kitchen but Carter wasn't there so I decided to start. After I put dry ingredients in one bowl I put the rest in another bowl. I tripped the amount so there was enough. After about fifteen minutes of it I started putting the batter in the pan. I grabbed bacon out as well as eggs. i stood there for half an hour cooking them breakfast.
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