After everything, can we ever even go back to how we were?
Can Faith ever trust anything that I say anymore?
Most importantly, am I ready to leave the way I've been living my life these past two years and go back to the Evan that Faith changed me in...
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✨Evan (P.O.V.)
Faith and I arrived at Wilhem's place 15 minutes after he called.
When we arrived, the police were still present.
Wilhem sighed in relief as soon as he saw us.
"I'm glad you guys are here," he said. "I just didn't know who else to call now."
"Is everything okay?" Faith asked, looking over at her friend, who was speaking with the police while holding her son.
"I don't know what happened. Mary just started freaking out. It came out of nowhere. She just started yelling for me to leave the house and stay away from her and Marq. I tried to talk to her and see what was happening, but she called the cops on me."
"So what did they say?" I asked.
"I'm on the lease as well. I pay bills with her, so she can't just kick me out. The cops can't do anything because my name is on the lease. Now, she's not agreeing to let me back in the house. That's why the cops are talking to her."
"What's wrong with Mary?" Faith asked. "Did she not tell you what you did for her to act this way?"
"I have no idea," Wilhem said. "I don't even know what happened that out of nowhere she's acting like this today. I called Ev because I don't have anywhere else to go if Mary doesn't change her mind."
"She has to change her mind," I said. "This is your place, too. You have to do something about it."
"I don't want to bother Mary and Marq. It's so late, and Marq is tired. If Mary wants this, I will leave and give her the space she needs. I also don't want to hold the police here for too long. It's 3:30 am."
The police officers said a few final words to her and drove off.
She held her child tightly, looking at us.
"I'm going to talk to her," Faith said.
We nodded our heads at her.
Faith walked over to her, and the two started talking.
"I just don't understand what's going on with Mary," Wilhem said. "She's never done anything like this before. I agree that things have been stressful between us lately, but they aren't even that bad for her to include the cops."
"Well, have you noticed anything different about her?" I asked.
"Yeah, a lot of things lately. We had problems before, too, but we always make up before bed."
"Why before bed?"
"Ev, have you ever heard of the saying 'never go to bed angry with your partner/significant other'?"
"Yeah, and?"
"Sleeping while fighting with the person you love is not good. We always make sure to make up before we go to sleep."
