Emotions make me all kinds of awkward.
“I’d love to say I’m sorry, but I don’t think I am. I mean... I’m not NOT trying, but I really don’t know what you want me to do.”
“Just try, Eddie. Don’t brush us off. Please, just... fight. For us.”
She leans in and gently kisses me on the lips before I know what she’s doing.
Fucking Christ, those lips.
They seem so familiar. She smells so familiar, but I don’t remember anything about her! What’s it going to hurt to try, though? I do have a baby on the way apparently. And apparently I’ve been so wrapped up in her that I thought we should get married. I wonder quickly if I did it because she got knocked up. Either way, it doesn’t matter. The doctors told me today the best thing for me to do would be getting back into the life that I left right before the accident, so that’s what I’ll do.
I’ll play along. For now.
Maybe once the baby is born we can figure out custody or whatever that shit is called, and I can finally have my life back.
“Fine, I’ll try, Red.” I say and she gasps.
“What?”
Her eyes go wide and tears fill them before she covers her mouth with her hand.
“Nothing, I... ok. Great,” she says, then quickly walks out of the room.
Fucking weirdo.
Chapter 15
Gwynn
*Three months later*
“Seriously, Eddie!?” I can’t take the cocky attitude any more.
He’s been home for almost two months and I feel like I’ve gotten nowhere with him. There are days that I don’t talk to him at all because it’s so frustrating, but then there are days he seems like he wants to get to know me again. Most days, though, he just sits at his computer in his room and works.
His room.
He refuses to sleep in bed with me. Told me until he remembers it’d just be weird.
Yea, fucking weird sleeping in bed with your fiancé.
“Yes, Red,” he says as he rolls his eyes at me, hands on his hips.
“DON’T FUCKING CALL ME THAT!”
“I DON’T KNOW WHY WE ARE YELLING NOW! AND WHY THE FUCK NOT? YOUR HAIR IS FUCKING RONALD MC DONALD RED! IF YOU DON’T FUCKING LIKE THE NAME, CHANGE THE CRAZY HAIR!” he screams back at me.
This is a typical day now in our house. We fight over stupid shit, I get frustrated and he gets pissed and blows up, then says something stupid like that. This isn’t the Eddie I love. This is a new man. I need my Eddie back, and I’m not going to stop fighting until I get him. I know he’s in there somewhere
“He’s got to be out there somewhere, GWYNN.” He sneers at me, putting emphasis on my name. I hate hearing it come out of his mouth, but I hate hearing him call me ‘Red’ even more. Because I know when he says it now it’s not a term of endearment.
“Your father is dead, Eddie. DEAD! Why can’t you just remember that!? Or at the very least, accept it and move on?!”
He’s been frantically searching for his father lately and won’t listen to me when I tell him that he’s dead. The only person he would believe is his sister, and she’s nowhere to be found, but I’m about to find her myself if this craziness goes on any longer.
“You say that, but I never saw a body. If I missed my chance to beat the shit out of him, I’m going to be pissed.”
I gawk at the man standing in front of me. In the months since we got home from the hospital he has definitely filled out again. When we came home from the hospital his muscle definition was almost gone from laying in a bed for four months. Now, though, now I see his bulging muscles under the tattoos that cover his skin and it makes me so fucking hot for him I can’t stand it.
“Fine. Go on, continue your game. I have to go to work.”
I storm out of the house, walking right past his new, pitch black Ford F250. Shaking my head at the fucking Ford sitting in the driveway, I head to my car and get in. I have a training session this afternoon at the gym, but I think after that it’s time to find Eddie’s sister. This needs to come to an end.
“I’d love to say I’m sorry, but I don’t think I am. I mean... I’m not NOT trying, but I really don’t know what you want me to do.”
“Just try, Eddie. Don’t brush us off. Please, just... fight. For us.”
She leans in and gently kisses me on the lips before I know what she’s doing.
Fucking Christ, those lips.
They seem so familiar. She smells so familiar, but I don’t remember anything about her! What’s it going to hurt to try, though? I do have a baby on the way apparently. And apparently I’ve been so wrapped up in her that I thought we should get married. I wonder quickly if I did it because she got knocked up. Either way, it doesn’t matter. The doctors told me today the best thing for me to do would be getting back into the life that I left right before the accident, so that’s what I’ll do.
I’ll play along. For now.
Maybe once the baby is born we can figure out custody or whatever that shit is called, and I can finally have my life back.
“Fine, I’ll try, Red.” I say and she gasps.
“What?”
Her eyes go wide and tears fill them before she covers her mouth with her hand.
“Nothing, I... ok. Great,” she says, then quickly walks out of the room.
Fucking weirdo.
Chapter 15
Gwynn
*Three months later*
“Seriously, Eddie!?” I can’t take the cocky attitude any more.
He’s been home for almost two months and I feel like I’ve gotten nowhere with him. There are days that I don’t talk to him at all because it’s so frustrating, but then there are days he seems like he wants to get to know me again. Most days, though, he just sits at his computer in his room and works.
His room.
He refuses to sleep in bed with me. Told me until he remembers it’d just be weird.
Yea, fucking weird sleeping in bed with your fiancé.
“Yes, Red,” he says as he rolls his eyes at me, hands on his hips.
“DON’T FUCKING CALL ME THAT!”
“I DON’T KNOW WHY WE ARE YELLING NOW! AND WHY THE FUCK NOT? YOUR HAIR IS FUCKING RONALD MC DONALD RED! IF YOU DON’T FUCKING LIKE THE NAME, CHANGE THE CRAZY HAIR!” he screams back at me.
This is a typical day now in our house. We fight over stupid shit, I get frustrated and he gets pissed and blows up, then says something stupid like that. This isn’t the Eddie I love. This is a new man. I need my Eddie back, and I’m not going to stop fighting until I get him. I know he’s in there somewhere
“He’s got to be out there somewhere, GWYNN.” He sneers at me, putting emphasis on my name. I hate hearing it come out of his mouth, but I hate hearing him call me ‘Red’ even more. Because I know when he says it now it’s not a term of endearment.
“Your father is dead, Eddie. DEAD! Why can’t you just remember that!? Or at the very least, accept it and move on?!”
He’s been frantically searching for his father lately and won’t listen to me when I tell him that he’s dead. The only person he would believe is his sister, and she’s nowhere to be found, but I’m about to find her myself if this craziness goes on any longer.
“You say that, but I never saw a body. If I missed my chance to beat the shit out of him, I’m going to be pissed.”
I gawk at the man standing in front of me. In the months since we got home from the hospital he has definitely filled out again. When we came home from the hospital his muscle definition was almost gone from laying in a bed for four months. Now, though, now I see his bulging muscles under the tattoos that cover his skin and it makes me so fucking hot for him I can’t stand it.
“Fine. Go on, continue your game. I have to go to work.”
I storm out of the house, walking right past his new, pitch black Ford F250. Shaking my head at the fucking Ford sitting in the driveway, I head to my car and get in. I have a training session this afternoon at the gym, but I think after that it’s time to find Eddie’s sister. This needs to come to an end.
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