I know I know, I haven't updated memories in a while and I shouldn't start a new fic... But this story will have very small chapters and b/c I don't have much time I will be able to update sooner:) It's not a very good story, but I hope you enjoy it anyways. I'm not giving up on memories, I'll try to give you new chapters of that one in the weekends. Meanwhile I hope you enjoy this story!
‘You can’t go away! You promised!’, Lisa screamed. ‘I know, but...’ Hugh tried, although he knew it wouldn’t help. ‘No buts! You know how important it is that you are here with me this weekend!’, Lisa was on the verge of tears right now. He knew how much she wanted him to be there this weekend, she had no doubts about that. Knowing that made it so much more painful that he was going away. ‘Honey, I...’, Hugh tried again. ‘Don’t you honey me! I can’t believe that you are leaving me here so I will be all alone on Sunday! Don’t you realize that it’s the 12th of July next Sunday? And where the hell do you have to go that is more important?’ She was still screaming at him, getting angrier every second while tears where flooding from her eyes down her face.
Hugh stood there watching the floor while his mind was going into overdrive. He knew all too well it was the 12th of July next Sunday. He knew she needed him to be there that day, but he just… he couldn’t. He felt guilty about leaving her here all by herself on that day, but somehow he thought it would be better, that he would only make it worse by being there. He was quickly brought back to reality when Lisa screamed angrily at him. ‘Hugh! Where the hell are you going?’ He blushed and was still staring at the floor, ‘I-I am going to London…’ At hearing that Lisa raged out. ‘LONDON? You bastard! You are going to London? On Sunday? Doesn’t all this mean anything to you?! Don’t I mean anything to you? I thought you were one of the good guys Hugh! I thought I finally found someone who loves me and treats me right and once again it comes back to bite me in the ass! You are even worse than all the other ones! And you know what! Go to London! Go have fun at the other side of the ocean with your precious family! But don’t you dare to ever come back! I never ever want to see you again! Do you hear me! NEVER! I hate you! Now you have exactly 5 minutes to get your stuff and get the hell out of my house! And don’t you dare forget anything or I’ll burn it! Everything about you makes me just want to vomit right now! You selfish son of a bitch!’ She hadn’t stopped crying during her outburst, her emotions had taken control of her hurt slowly overshadowing anger. It was just too much. Right now she didn’t think she would survive the weekend and that just may be it would be better that way.
Is Lisa overreacting or...? Please rate and review?