Calvin held her hair back as she held the rim of the toilet to bring everything up.
She kneeled back, feeling all was up. Calvin released her hair. She could hear the sound of running water followed by the sound of him rinsing a glass that was on the side of the sink, she used to gargle with. Then Sophie heard the sound of the glass being filled with cold water.
“Here, Sophie, sip a bit of that,” he told her handing it to her. She took the glass taking a few sips. Her tummy churned. She could not look at him, hating the thought of him seeing her in such a state, but then again…he had witnessed her distressed, bleeding, in hospital un-conscious, then came the emotions of seeing her daughter…would this really make a difference? No. It was official he’d seen her at her worst.
Slowly, but, surely she stood, tasting nothing but the foul taste in her mouth. She turned around to look at Calvin. His eyes were red, blotchy betting he’d been in as much distress as her. She gulped feeling her stomach flip.
“Would you mind if I brush my teeth?”
“No, of course not. I’ll go and wait in your room, if that’s okay?” She smiled. He grinned perturbed at her. She watched him leave the room, giving her the chance to clean herself up.
Once freshened, her breath fresher and while at the sink threw some cold water on her sore eyes. She glanced in the mirror above the sink briefly. “Wow, you look like shit,” she told herself.
She scratched her face noticing her pale skin, red eyes, truly looking worse than ever. Sophie brushed her long hair, finding a few knots, trying to work out why Calvin had come back. She seriously couldn’t handle him calling her names and telling her what an evil bitch she had been. She wasn’t an evil bitch, she just did at the time what was right for her son.
Once she felt more human she made her way out the bathroom. She moved back across the corridor to her room. She had no idea what time of day it was and to be honest didn’t care. She stood at the bedroom door hearing the sound of Deepest Blue by Deepest Blue, playing. She grinned, she soaked up the sound of the music, thoughts drifted back to how young and naïve she’d been that night. Her eyes closed for a few seconds absorbing the tune, knowing how hard things were on each other. When suddenly she remembered she’d left the tune playing when dashing to the toilet. Oh crap, no…
Sophie opened the door to Calvin sitting on the bed playing with his fingers deep in thought. He gazed up at her and added a heart-warming grin. Speechless she quickly charged across the room to switch the tune off, hoping he wasn’t getting the wrong idea, even if she casted her mind back to the fatal night.
She ached throughout her body, tummy tender. Not believing what Calvin caught her doing, always turning up at the vital moment.
“How are you feeling?” he asked.
She sat on the bed with him to her right and sighed, deflated and lifeless.
“Wonderful.”
“Lie,” he blasted out. “Look, Sophie,” he said, his body weight shuffling on the bed. She glanced briefly across gazing at his lap to find him turning his body to face her. He reached across to take hold of her hand. She shook riddled in nerves about what else he had to say, surely there was nothing else to say!
“I’m deeply sorry about earlier. I was upset that you had gone through hell and it was all my fault, if I hadn’t got you…”
Sophie placed her finger against his lips.
“Ssh! Don’t talk that way, no-one knew how things were going to turn out including myself. I did what was right for Sabastian and whether you agree or not, it happened. I cannot re-write the past, but what I can do is think about the future, but right now I have to take care of Kacey,” she informed him whilst gazing deeply into his eyes.
He thinned his eyes distraught, “But I said some vicious things.”
“That was anger and pain and I understand all that, but please don’t hate me
She kneeled back, feeling all was up. Calvin released her hair. She could hear the sound of running water followed by the sound of him rinsing a glass that was on the side of the sink, she used to gargle with. Then Sophie heard the sound of the glass being filled with cold water.
“Here, Sophie, sip a bit of that,” he told her handing it to her. She took the glass taking a few sips. Her tummy churned. She could not look at him, hating the thought of him seeing her in such a state, but then again…he had witnessed her distressed, bleeding, in hospital un-conscious, then came the emotions of seeing her daughter…would this really make a difference? No. It was official he’d seen her at her worst.
Slowly, but, surely she stood, tasting nothing but the foul taste in her mouth. She turned around to look at Calvin. His eyes were red, blotchy betting he’d been in as much distress as her. She gulped feeling her stomach flip.
“Would you mind if I brush my teeth?”
“No, of course not. I’ll go and wait in your room, if that’s okay?” She smiled. He grinned perturbed at her. She watched him leave the room, giving her the chance to clean herself up.
Once freshened, her breath fresher and while at the sink threw some cold water on her sore eyes. She glanced in the mirror above the sink briefly. “Wow, you look like shit,” she told herself.
She scratched her face noticing her pale skin, red eyes, truly looking worse than ever. Sophie brushed her long hair, finding a few knots, trying to work out why Calvin had come back. She seriously couldn’t handle him calling her names and telling her what an evil bitch she had been. She wasn’t an evil bitch, she just did at the time what was right for her son.
Once she felt more human she made her way out the bathroom. She moved back across the corridor to her room. She had no idea what time of day it was and to be honest didn’t care. She stood at the bedroom door hearing the sound of Deepest Blue by Deepest Blue, playing. She grinned, she soaked up the sound of the music, thoughts drifted back to how young and naïve she’d been that night. Her eyes closed for a few seconds absorbing the tune, knowing how hard things were on each other. When suddenly she remembered she’d left the tune playing when dashing to the toilet. Oh crap, no…
Sophie opened the door to Calvin sitting on the bed playing with his fingers deep in thought. He gazed up at her and added a heart-warming grin. Speechless she quickly charged across the room to switch the tune off, hoping he wasn’t getting the wrong idea, even if she casted her mind back to the fatal night.
She ached throughout her body, tummy tender. Not believing what Calvin caught her doing, always turning up at the vital moment.
“How are you feeling?” he asked.
She sat on the bed with him to her right and sighed, deflated and lifeless.
“Wonderful.”
“Lie,” he blasted out. “Look, Sophie,” he said, his body weight shuffling on the bed. She glanced briefly across gazing at his lap to find him turning his body to face her. He reached across to take hold of her hand. She shook riddled in nerves about what else he had to say, surely there was nothing else to say!
“I’m deeply sorry about earlier. I was upset that you had gone through hell and it was all my fault, if I hadn’t got you…”
Sophie placed her finger against his lips.
“Ssh! Don’t talk that way, no-one knew how things were going to turn out including myself. I did what was right for Sabastian and whether you agree or not, it happened. I cannot re-write the past, but what I can do is think about the future, but right now I have to take care of Kacey,” she informed him whilst gazing deeply into his eyes.
He thinned his eyes distraught, “But I said some vicious things.”
“That was anger and pain and I understand all that, but please don’t hate me
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