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Charlie POV

I think I'm finally starting to feel better. I mean I still want to cry every time I think about her. And I still feel nauseous when I think of how sad she is, but I don't think about her as much today. 

I decide to go see some friends today, to keep my mind off things, but also because I realize it's been a few months.

At the end of the day I come home and decide to stream a little. I find a fun gam and tweet my livestream, then I quickly settle into the grove of playing and talking to chat. 

There are less messages about Rose today, but still quite a few. Today I sort of just ignore them, as I decide I'm not going to let my chat throw me back into despair. 

Mid way through my stream I receive a call from Tom, who decides he'd like to join me. He gets the game and joins me, then we stream for about and half and a half.

Rosalie POV

I load the cardboard boxes into my car.

As soon as I get home I make a single google search that marks the point of no return.



(Word count: 201)

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