As far as the Sky

Chapter Fourteen

Charlie-Now

"He was the driver", she finishes.

"That's a lot", I laugh nervously.

"Sorry", she murmurs.

"Don't be. You were so brave to tell me."

I look down, realizing what this means. Addison must feel so guilty for what happened, even if she is responsible for none of this.

"Charlie?" she asks.

My eyes find their way to hers.

She lets go of my hand.
"I understand if you want to leave", she whispers.

Tears are flowing on her face. I hate seeing her like that.

"Okay", I simply reply, laying on the bed.

"Why aren't you leaving?" she asks after a while.

I get up.

"I was waiting for you to ask me this"

She stares at me, waiting for my answer.

"I can't leave you", I say.

"I care about you too much for leaving you sad and alone. I love you too much to lose you. I can't... I can't live without you, MaCauley"

A smile appears on her face, before disappearing.

"But...?"

I interrupt her, leaning closer:

"No, I don't hate you because of what happened. You mustn't feel guilty for something that didn't happen because of you. Life will throw you some stupid things like this sometimes, A. Some will hurt a lot but none of them are meant to destroy your life. Because that's the beauty of being alive, we can feel so many things."

Like what I feel in this moment. Oh, my, I'm dying to kiss her.

"We can't", she rejects me.

She gets up, her back facing me.

"We can't be..."

"No, I stop her, don't say it."

She turns around, her eyes are red from crying, tears fall on my face.

"I'm sorry Charlie"

I get up from her bed:

"Don't say this, you know we can."

"We can't be whatever we are now Charlie."

"Whatever? You're not 'whatever' for me Addison!"

"Neither are you for me"

"I'm sorry", she murmurs.

I leave the room, going downstairs and outside.

I put my vest on and my ear pods to avoid any contact with people.

It's raining hard and I don't have any umbrella. But it doesn't matter though. I don't care about that, like I don't care about anything else.

I let myself cry; rain drops blend with my tears.

I walk on the streets, not knowing where I am heading. Where can I go? I just lost my home! I lost my reason to live!

My phone rings. I look over to see who's calling me: "Ethan"

I answer to be sure he doesn't need anything.

"Hey bro, what's up?" I ask, still crying.

"Not that much. You?"