Longing You

CHAPTER 18

ﾟ･ ｡ﾟ AFTER BREAKFAST ﾟ｡･ﾟ

“I'll go out for a moment” - said Mrs. Powell as she picked up her purse and put on the hat that she had left next to the door as soon as she arrived at the apartment

“really ... I do not know how you manage to survive, you and Ellie, with what you have in the fridge.

If there are only bottles of milk and some bread that is about to expire! "

Cole sighed.

“I have not had time to buy anything ... work takes up most of my day and then there's Ellie. I do not ..."

The woman, however, shook her head as she turned towards the young man who, still sitting at the table, was taking the last piece of an apple and bringing it to his lips.

“Son, you can not go on like this ...” - said the woman while looking at the slight dark circles under the man's eyes and the tired face he also had

“it is not good neither for you nor for my granddaughter".

“But..."

“Maybe ... maybe you should think about looking for another job” - commented the woman with a thin voice

”something that... that would leave you more free time".

Cole said nothing.

After all, he knew that his mother was saying that for his good but...

"She fears that I will fall again ... that I will let alcohol control me once again” - the young man told himself while looking sideways at the bag where the empty beer bottles could still be seen,

"and ... I have to admit that I've only been giving her more reasons to worry. "

“I ... I'll think about it” - he murmured finally, making a bright smile appear on the woman's face.

“That's the only thing I ask, that you'll think about it” - answered Mrs. Powell as she opened the door and made a gesture of farewell.

A few seconds later she had left, leaving Cole completely alone and under the control of his thoughts.

"Leave it all..."

"Leave the company and ... and Jax".

The truth was that part of him was completely in agreement with his mother.

Yes...

Without a doubt it would be the best thing for him, but ...

The young man let out a sigh and, with a sad gesture, got up from the chair and approached one of the dresser drawers.

A drawer where he was keeping his memories ... and also his secrets.

Carefully, he pulled the key from inside one of his pants pockets and opened the lock.

There were the packages, the photographs, and several of the gifts that Jax had given him during the time they had been together.

Cole smiled as he took out a small case where he kept the bracelet he had given the young man, so many years ago.

The bracelet that, until his wedding, he had always worn on his wrist.

After that..., simply, he had not considered himself entitled to continue carrying it.

Not when he had married another person ...

Not when he belonged to someone else.

The young man sighed, remembering the moment in which he had put it with all the other packages...

ﾟ･ ｡ﾟ FLASHBACK ﾟ｡･ﾟ

“Are you sure about this?” - Brie asked as she watched her husband close the drawer too, immediately after, drop on the floor of the apartment and burst into tears

“You know it is not necessary."

Cole, however, shook his head as he tried to control his sobs.

Finally, after several minutes, the young man managed to control himself enough to get up and, with trembling steps, fell on the nearest chair.

“I know ... but I think it's the best thing to do” - Cole muttered, with a destroyed expression on his face, as he took one of the cushions between his hands and held it to his chest, hugging it in an attempt to get comfortable... to diminish the pain that was threatening to destroy him from inside.

Brie sighed and, slowly approaching him because of the advanced state of gestation in which she was, sat beside him while, from her lips, escaped a slight grunt of pain.

Cole looked up from the cushion. His worried eyes fell on the girl who, with a slight smile, took one of the young man's hands in hers.

“Cole ... maybe it's not too late yet. Why do not you call him?"

The young man, however, laughed and seconds later he began to sob again.

“And tell him what?... That I got married a few weeks ago?” - commented the young man as he gently separated his hand from his wife's

“I cannot do that... not when he is in China and I ... I am not single anymore".

The girl frowned but said nothing.

After all, what could she say?

It was late, too late to change things now.

ﾟ･ ｡ﾟEND OF FLASHBACK ﾟ｡･ﾟ

Cole left the case next to everything else and, with a sad expression, took a brown envelope that, until that moment, had been practically hidden under all the gifts.

His gaze fell on the ground, slightly bowed letters of Brie.

'FOR JAX'

The young man placed his fingers on the back of the letter.

However, a few seconds before tearing the envelope, he placed it again in the drawer next to the one that was addressed to his daughter Ellie.

The truth was that... Brie had everything planned, even at the end ... and especially during his last days in that damn hospital room.

“If only I would have dared to give it to him as she wanted” - Cole whispered while stroking the envelope.

But no...

He had been late...

It was something that had been so obvious for him at the same moment in which he had seen Jax arrive at the wedding with that girl on his arm.

He had already moved on.

"And to think that I was thinking of giving him the letter at the wedding party..."

Cole laughed quietly.

Maybe it was for the best that he didn't do it as...

After all, it was not worth trying to fight for a relationship that the other person had already forgotten.

.: ⋆*･ﾟ: .⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ: *⋆.*:･ﾟ: .⋆*･ﾟ

Meanwhile, two eyes were watching how the young man closed the drawer with a key and then went to the place where he had his bottles.

Two eyes that, in a cute face, were looking at Cole with a confused expression while trying to understand why her father was doing that... once again.

She did not understand it ...

She could not understand it ...

"Again...?” - Ellie thought as she watched how her father took a glass and filled it with one of the bottles.

"For special moments...” - his father had said one-day several months ago, but the girl was beginning to wonder why those moments were beginning to become more and more common...

“Maybe I should ask my grandmother” - murmured the girl as she closed the door of the apartment and left on the floor the small backpack in which she was carrying around her school supplies.

However, Ellie changed her mind instantly as she still remembers the sad expression, every time she observed the bottles.

No.

This cannot be good...

Not if her Aya seemed about to cry with each new bottle she glimpsed on the sideboard.

The girl frowned and went to the chair where his father sat, glass in hand.

“Daddy ... I'm back” - said Ellie, making Cole turn quickly towards her.

“ELLIE!” - exclaimed the young man as he left the glass on the nearest table and approached, with a worried expression, his daughter

"But ... you should be at school... What are you doing here?"

The girl sighed sadly.

“My classmates have gone hiking and ... as I have not taken the authorization with me... I couldn't go” - the girl replied while making a small pout.

Cole collapsed in his chair.

Moments later, his gaze fell on a paper already signed that was on the dresser of the room.

“I'm sorry, my light” - Cole finally said as he dropped to the floor too, seconds later, put his arms around Ellie's waist

“I'm afraid we left it on the shelf".

Ellie nodded, sadly.

“But ...” - continued Cole “that means we can spend the whole day together ..."

The girl looked up. Seconds later a huge smile had appeared on her cute face.

“Seriously?” - she asked and, after seeing how his father nodded, she threw herself with a cry of joy into his arms.

[ A/N ]

Hey guy, how are u doing??

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