Chapter Eleven- Decisions, Decisions

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Decision (De-ci-son) Noun- A conclusion or resolution reached after consideration, The action or process of deciding something, or resolving a question, A formal judgment.

The decisions I make the rule the life I make for myself and if I ruin anything, I might as well give up and live with myself. As to everyone, I'm a child who has lived through trauma, a fragile child who has no idea how the world works or how to live in it, but surprise surprise motherfuckers! I'm strong, not weak, and not to be fucked with! On the other hand, I can't decide to save my life. dammit, I'll work on that I guess... I feel as if I am being carried and the smell around me feels calming as I bring myself to wake up and look around.

" Ah, you're awake baby. I was wondering when you would wake up because I didn't want you to sleep the day away, but I was worried about you." I looked at Alex and smiled softly. " I'm fine now. I just was tired because of my family that's all, just emotionally drained. " He kisses my forehead and I giggle and smile softly at him, feeling different and waving it off as he put me down and I regain my balance from not walking, he probably left me asleep on the couch and was about to put me in his bed. " So, do you have any plans to solve the problem with my mom? Other than killing her or causing physical harm to her. " I watch him sigh and think while I fix my hair. " Just do like you said before you fell asleep baby, just tell her and do it because she'll never agree with us right?" I nod as I look at him. " We should eat something since it's morning and I did sleep for a long time. " We share a small smile as he gets up. " What should we eat baby? First, we need to change because we slept in our clothes. " I nod and get up to change as Alex hands me clothes. " This is cute." We both change and I fix my clothes a bit.

I look at him while thinking

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I look at him while thinking. " I thought matching outfits were for little girls and they were childish??" He looks at me and blushes softly. " They kinda grew on me, but no more." I kiss his cheek and laugh a bit. " You keep telling yourself that you'll be wearing more matching outfits with me because you secretly like them." He shakes his head as we walk downstairs with him since we were at his house. " Absolutely not, this is a temporary thing and let's worry about more important matters. What are we making for breakfast?" I think and sit down while smiling. " Pancakes! We can put strawberries on them!" He nods at me while we start to cook together and listen to music. We finish cooking and eat together, putting whipped cream on each other while having a bit of fun to cheer me up before having to deal with my mother once more to get her to let me live my life. I think to myself for a second as I feel kind of sick for a moment as I eat. I felt Alex look at me while I ate. " Hey, are you okay?" I nodded and looked at him while thinking. " I'm fine, I just felt sick for a bit but it went away." I could see he was worried about me as I looked at him. " Don't worry about me please, I'm fine." I smile softly at him and he nods, going back to eating his food. " I hope you aren't lying to me, I want you to be okay. " I nodded and finished my food, thinking about what could be wrong while sitting the plate I had in the sink and looked at my phone to see numerous texts from my mother and put her on mute, not responding to any of them as I look through my other text messages. " What are you doing love?" I looked over to Alex, who was cleaning our pancake mess as he looked at me. " Just looking at the text messages I got while I was sleeping, that's all." He nods and goes back to what he was doing while I look at the texts I got from my siblings because they were worried about me. I respond to them, search for something up, and close my phone up afterward, going to help him clean. We clean up everything and I watch various television shows with him as we just cuddle on the couch. I love how he can make every situation better with just a few simple gestures, it makes me happy to know that I have someone in my life who cares about me no matter what happens, it calms me in a way as if it is something I can understand that is right. 

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 02, 2023 ⏰

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