The Accident // L.T.

Chapter 43

Damn you guys got me down to #148 and #157 lol..

Y'all aren't kidding

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Josilyn Pov

My whole body tenses at the sound of his voice.

"L-Louis?"

He hums in response.

This isn't real. It's just my mind playing tricks on me.

I know it is.

I feel his hand slide down and grab mine, squeezing it.. and I know this is real.

He brings it to his lips, "Please turn around, love" He says. I can hear the desperation in his voice. "Please."

My eyes are squeezed shut as I slowly turn to see if it's really him. I squint my eyes open and then they fully open as I'm met by a pair of oh so familiar sea green eyes. But surprisingly, they're as red and glossy as mine.

At least he was hurting too.

He blinks and then weakly smiles at me. I don't reciprocate the action though and he frowns, "Look I-"

I slowly pull my hand away, and move so I'm sitting on the edge of the bed. My feet on the wood floor. I just can't get this through my head. I can feel the anger slowly rising back.

So many thoughts are going through my mind. So many questions. So many things I want to do. So many-

I hear shuffling and then soon I see Louis kneeling down in front of me. I turn my eyes so they're looking anywhere but on him and I know he was hurt. He should be.

He sighs, "I know.. that you absolutely hate me right now," he starts.

I scoff. Hate is an understatement.

I go to walk away but he just grabs my hand,

"But.. please just hear me out." He begs with teary eyes.

I yank my hand away and cross my arms, staying put though.

"Jo I.. I.. I honestly can't put into words how sorry I am. I'm stupid, so so stupid."

"An idiot!"

"Yes, yes I know. I should've let you explain yourself. I should've stayed and let us talk about it." A tear falls.

"You should've!"

"Jo I.. I'll do anything to fix this. I was just.. caught off guard and I just had to get away. It was a lot. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry-"

"You promised!" A tear runs down my face.

"I know.. But in a way, I actually didn't break my promise. I didn't leave you. I came back," he tries to defend.

I run my tongue over my teeth, shaking my head.

"What can I do? I'll do anything, to fix us."

I bite my lip, staying silent.

"I'm sorry I broke my promise, I'm sorry I left you, I'm sorry I didn't listen, I'm sorry you were miserable, I'm sorry you cried so much, I'm sorry you weren't eating, I'm sorry you were alone, I'm SO sorry." He has tears running down his cheek.

Despite my anger at him, I reach over, caressing his face, and wipe them with my thumb, "it's fine Louis."

My anger is beginning to vanish. I can never stay mad at him. And I see how much he's suffering and I just want to kiss him better.

"No I.. I'm such a fuck-up." He sighs looking down.

"Yeah. You are. But you're my fuck-up," I show a small smile.