The Golden Boy's Girl {Complete} {undergoing SEVERE editing}

{Chapter 23} A sulking PMSing Little Bitchh

Danny

I didn't know what to do or say or believe.

So I let her walk away...

I let her go.

I just let her walk off. I couldn't bear to hear her broken sobs and the tears. Maybe to her it was all just a game? Or maybe she really did love me... No. I know she loved me. You can't fake emotion like that, can you? And I let her walk away. I just sat in the park all day.

"Hi," I looked up to see Alex standing in the wooden frame of the Gazebo.

"What are doing here Alex?"

"You look like shit," she says, "So does Fayelynn..."

"Whatever."

"No, not whatever. She's leaving Danny," she said and my head snapped up

"What do you mean?"

"She found an apartment, and moved the lease signing up to tomorrow. Everything's set and they started packing," she explains. "You should have seen her face when we got that text, she was telling the truth. Then she tried to explain and you didn't even listen! You treated her like shit!" Alex exclaimed.

"Alex, she-"

"No Danny! She came back sobbing and telling us how she screwed it all up. Even Dad wants your blood. If you let her walk away, I know that you'll regret it. You have to get her back, soon," Alex said and stood up, "Come on, let's go home..." She pulls me up and into a hug. "Fix it, Danny."

When I got home, Faye and Mikey weren't there. Alex said they probably went to sign the apartment lease. Then mum and Anna got home and they proceeded to yell at for half an hour and once they were done Dad dragged me into his office to lecture me on the importance of giving everybody a chance, the irony of those words.

After that, mum made me eat dinner, and I had to get Amelia to stop giving me the silent treatment. My homework assignments were piling up so I had to finish those and by then it was nearly midnight and I knew she would be asleep.

I barely slept, thoughts swirling around my head constantly. Tomorrow was going to be hell for both of us, more so her than me. Why did I let her walk away? I couldn't sleep so I quietly slipped on pants and a shirt and quietly slipped out of the house. Walking around the neighborhood at midnight is probably not one of my smartest ideas but my brain was on fire and I knew I wouldn't get a wink of sleep tonight. I walked around for half an hour and then passed by the guest house.

Surprisingly, the lights were on. Curiosity got the best of me and I peered into one of the windows like a total creep. Cardboard boxes and packing tape littered the floor and among litter was a sleeping Faye. She had her arm on a box with her head nestled in it and her hair as a pillow.

Walking to the front door, I fished out the spare key that we hid in the potted plant and went inside. I could tell she had been crying from her red nose and puffy eyes. I bent down and moved her into my arms, taking her down the hall and into her bedroom, only to find that most of it had been packed up and boxes were on the bed. I made room for her and placed her onto the bed, tucking her in carefully. Brushing her hair out of her face, I noticed her wet cheeks, from crying no doubt and the guilt swept over me.

This is because of what you did, dumbass

I kissed her cheek and then turned out the light, leaving the room quietly. I was walking down the hall when a little body collided into mine. I looked and saw Mikey glowering at me. Then he started kicking me in the shins repeatedly.

"Ow! Ow, hey, whoa! Ow! Mikey!" I grabbed his by his arms and lifted him up but he continued thrashing around. "What are you doing?"

"You made Fayely cry!" He accused and fisted his hands in my hair, tugging at my hair hard. I set him down and sighed.