The Kissing Booth: After The Break-up, Elle and Noah

Coming Home 5 Years Later

I haven't been home in 5 years. I've made Dad, Brad and Lee come see me, but I've never went home.  It would be to easy for someone to find out my secret and why I had left.  I confessed everything to my dad and he doesn't agree with what I've done, but it was my choice to make.  He often tells me I need to tell Noah and the Flynns, but it hasn't been the right time. Dad has said things are really different, but I always tell him not to tell me any more then that. I even forbid Lee to talk about Noah when he visits.  I don't want to know if he is dating, if he has fallen for someone, married or any of it.  I couldn't bare to know.

I'm heading home. Dad needs me. He has been in an accident, he is going to be o'kay, but he needs someone to help look after Brad and him while he recovers. I have been a nurse for 3 years now, so I know I'm going to be home for a while, because I know the long road dad has ahead of him to recover.  I know by going home my secrets and mistakes will all be found out, but I'll deal with it when it happens. My dad and brother come first, well after my son.  

I glance in the back seat and see my little man, Nathaniel Lee, is sleeping. He is the light of my life.  Everything I've done was worth it for him.  He looks so much like his daddy that if someone sees him they will know exactly who his father is.  I'm scared because I know it is all going to come out and it's past time I tell them.

Lee and I haven't really talked about it, but I'm sure he has figured it out by now. Lee adores his little buddy and Nate loves his Unkie Lee.  Whenever Lee visits he spoils him.  It is really cute when you see them together and everyone's hearts melt when they watch them.  It doesn't surprise me, because my guy steals the hearts of everyone who meets him, especially women. Just like his dad in more ways then just looks and he is only 4 almost 5.  I'm going to have to watch him close when he gets older.

I pull up in Dad's drive way and start to get out of the car.  Brad comes running out of the house, he grabs me in a big hug and says "hey sis."  He then tells me dad's nurse just left and he is worried that I hadn't got there yet. He tells me to go inside and he will get Nate.  I run in the house dad is on the couch with both legs in casts.  I smile and run to him giving him a big hug. I look down at him and ask, "how are you feeling?" He looks up at me and says, "better now that you are home."  Nate comes running into the room and straight to grandpa and jumps up to the couch bumping dad's legs, before I can scold him Dad scoops him off his legs and gives him a hug.  Then dad looks him in the eye and says, "you have to be careful with grandpa he has bad boo-boos on his legs. Nate says, "ok" and jumps off of him.  Dad just chuckles and says, "I'll recover faster now that you are here, because I want to run and play with him.  It's great to have a grandchild, someone else needs to know they have one."  he looks at me pointedly.  I sigh, " I know dad and I plan to tell them while I'm here, but give me time to settle in a bit before I do."  

Brad has unloaded my car and taken everything up to my room.  Dad never changed a thing in here, it's the same as the day I left.  I unpack and set up the little bed I brought with me for Nate.  As I'm unpacking and putting away our clothes I find a picture of me and Noah. It is a copy of the one that sat on Noah's table the night we made Nate.  I quickly shove it back into the drawer face down.  I have all the pictures of us together, I printed them all out before deleting all my social media 5 years ago.  I have them all packed away so that I can show them to Nate when he gets older to show him his mommy and daddy did love each other, but now that I'm home maybe he will get to know his daddy and grandparents.  

I've been home a week. I've barely left the house.  It's been a busy  week setting up dad's therapy gym at home.  I took him to his appointment to get his casts removed, but he still isn't able to walk on his own yet.  It is going to take a lot of time and therapy to get him back on his feet and out of a wheelchair.

While therapy is here working with dad I decide I need to go grocery shopping. I should have gone sooner, but Its been so busy.  I let dad and his therapist know I'm going, but that I will be back soon.