Post by Snowglobe18 on Jan 25, 2019 16:20:22 GMT -7
The next day saw Molly waking up and remembering that she had been in the hospital and sadly the night before wasn't just a very bad dream. More than anything she actually wanted to get out of the hospital and back to a house. It would mean that either she headed back to her own flat or stay with Charles again for one more night but he seems eager to not want to be around her just now.
Molly can't pretend to know what is going on inside his head but it looks like he is fighting a huge battle and keeping her at a distance is the only way he can control it. He kept shutting her out after Elvis died too, even though she was the only one who knew what he was going through; Charles wouldn't admit that he was even suffering at all. How can she help someone who can't admit that they are hurting?
So she waited and waited and in the end the waiting just seemed pointless, she would give her opinion on him going back out on another tour but he would never listen to her so in the end she just gave up. In the end she just walked away because that was the only thing she could do for herself.
But this time she wanted to choose another path, this time she so desperately wanted to make him see that he didn't hurt her; that the accident wasn't his fault but again he had shut her out.
The nurse told her that the nice man from earlier had been sitting in her room after she had fallen asleep but had left before she had woken up filled her with a little joy that maybe she could get through to him in the end. That maybe everything overwhelmed him the night before and he hadn't been thinking straight and once he had calmed down and got his thoughts in to check then he had come back to sit with her.
Molly had breakfast but more than anything she just want ed to get out of there because it meant that she could get back in to proper clothes and just head back to Charles' place. Even before she could head home she would have to get her clothes back from his house anyway.
She got a call from her mum and even Sam asking if she was okay. She promised that she was and that she would be leaving the hospital later today. The doctor had to check her over and then allow her to leave. God, she hoped that she was right because more than anything she wanted to get out of here today.
He shone the light in her eyes but there didn't seem to be anything wrong with her eyes or her pupils so he then asked her a few questions. "Any headaches?"
"Nope"
"Nausea?"
"Nope"
The questions carried on and Molly kept saying no because of the fact that she actually felt fine and wanted to just get out of here. She wanted to sleep in a proper bed and not take up any more of their time. The NHS was busy enough without her clogging up a room for the night. More than that she just wanted to get in a shower or bath and actually eat something that tasted like proper food.
"You wouldn't be leading me up the garden path now would you, Molly?" He asked and looked up at her. "Telling me you feel fine just to get out of here?"
"Trust me, if I didn't feel fine then you would know about it, I feel fine just like I did last night, well maybe a bit sore around the ribs but my head feels normal" she admits and shrugs up a shoulder.
"Even if I wanted to keep you in, I couldn't because we can't hold people against their will, if you want to go home then we can't stop you"
"I ain't bullshitting you, Doc" she then gave him a smile because of the fact that she swore and even the doctor himself gave a small laugh before he then went back to his notes.
"Well if you get any headaches, any at all, please don't hesitate to come back" he then signed off on her going home. Even though a part of him wanted to make sure that she was fine but like he said he couldn't keep her in even if he wanted to.
"I will" she smiles at him and then he hands over a piece of paper and she looks down at it. Molly was glad that she was getting out of here tonight.
"Oh, um your husband is waiting outside"
Molly looked up from the paper and in the direction of the window and she chewed on her lip for a moment before looking back at the doctor "Thanks" she mumbled and smiled as the doctor walked out of the room. Her eyes moved over to the window once more and the doctor was talking with Charles and she slipped off of the bed, pulling the curtain around the bed she started to get changed.
It didn't actually take her long and she was pulling her hair back into a messy bun which actually hurt her especially because of the movements on her ribs. She took a shaky breath and closed her eyes. Molly was going to ache for a while and she really didn't need that especially with going back to Warminster.
"Molly..."
Molly opened her eyes and looked over at Charles and gave him a soft smile. "Sorry just lost in the clouds for a moment"
"My dad is here if you want to head back to my house..." he said and didn't look at her that much and he scratched at his cheek for a moment before looking back at her, properly this time, Molly didn't actually look that bad. He thought that she would have a few bruises around her head but he guessed that it was mostly around her ribs. He clenched his hand in his pocket. "Ready?"
"Yep..." she muttered and grabbed the paper that the doctor had written on and she signed herself out. Molly smiled at the nurses as she walked with Charles; he had been right, his dad was outside or rather Robert was waiting at the front entrance and then gave her a hug. There was something warm about Charles' dad. At first she wasn't sure if she would actually get on with him because she had come from a different background as Charles but that hadn't mattered because of the fact that they had got on like a house on fire.
Molly sat in the front once more, Charles had held the passenger door open for Molly but then he got in the back. She felt nervous and pulled the mirror down and her eyes met his and he looked away. She let out a shaky breath and then pushed the mirror back up and looked out the side window. This was going to be one awkward ride back.
"We'll take it slow, your mother has been on the phone asking about you Molly" Robert looked over at his daughter in law and smiled softly. "Both women had a right natter"
"That sounds like my mum" Molly replied and smiled softly. Belinda did like to talk but Molly did worry about what else they had spoken about and suddenly she was sure she could feel Charles' eyes on the back of her head and it made her feel a little bit nervous.
Robert started the car and he put the radio on softly so that there was some music on the drive home because from the tension it felt like it would be a very quiet ride. He put his belt on and saw Molly do the same even though she winced a little and he gave her an apologetic smile but it was the only way to keep safe. Not that he was looking to have an accident.
Molly leaned her head against the rest, turning it to the left and closing her eyes up. She would rather pretend to be asleep than actually sit through this quiet ride.
It was quiet for a moment before Robert actually spoke to Charles "Is everything alright with you and Molly?"
Charles kept his eyes out the window and he sighed "Everything's fine, just both tired" he was getting good at lying. Nothing was fine with them and his dad probably wasn't stupid but he didn't say anything else.
A song came on the radio but this time it was something that neither Molly nor Charles wanted to hear. It was Broken Strings by James Morrison and Nelly Furtado and at the moment it seemed to be putting their relationship down to a T.
It made Molly's heart start to pound a little bit harder out of fear more than anything but she didn't open her eyes or even move. The last thing she wanted was to let them know that she had been listening.
The rest of the journey was quiet apart from the music floating through and Molly was actually sure that she had fallen asleep for a little bit.
When they finally got back to the house Molly was woken up by Charles and she slowly started to come around and tried to look towards him but with him sitting in the back and her in the front it was actually a little bit hard but she sat up properly and wondered just the hell she had fallen asleep in the first place because she ached really badly and she heard the back passenger door open and shut and she watched as Charles walked up to the house.
Molly felt tears bubbling in her eyes but she tried to push them away because of the fact that now wasn't the time to cry. If she could make it through tonight then she would be going home tomorrow. It was New Years Eve tomorrow night and she could celebrate alone in her flat with some drink and pass out before midnight. For now she was just going to have to get through this.
She looked over at Robert and gave him a soft smile but he could see that something was wrong.
"Pam is out at the moment, I'm going to go and be with her so it means the two of you get the house to yourself. Talk it through if you can" he gave her a soft smile and he watched as she unbuckled her seatbelt and got out the car. Robert made sure to watch her go in before he got out the car and headed in the direction of the friend that Pam was at right now. Franny had come and got Pam after she heard about the crash and told her to go down to her house for just a steady drink. Now he was going to have to keep Pam away from the house long enough for the two to talk.
Molly walked in and shut the door behind her. She quickly took her coat off and then watched as Charles came out of the kitchen and she hung the coat on the hanger before she turned to him. "So you're going to ignore me for the rest of the night? Because tomorrow it'll be easier when I go back home, is that it?"
"I'm not ignoring you, we just don't have a lot to talk about. I am taking the blame for the accident and I'm sorry about that"
Molly shook her head and sighed "Why can't you see that the accident wasn't your fault? I don't blame you, why can't you accept that?"
"Well you should because if I were you then I would blame me too" he started to walk in to the front room to get away from this conversation.
Molly wasn't going to let him go that easily, she knew that confronting him probably wasn't the right idea but she wanted to get something out of him instead of just short sentences and words that told her she should be blaming him for the stupid accident. "Don't walk away from me this time Charles, stop and talk to me"
"What is there to say?" he asked and turned to her. Charles didn't know what else there was for him to talk about. He was trying to make it as plain as he could but it didn't feel like she was getting it. Charles loved Molly, he loved her with every fibre of his being but she needed protecting from him because he was a complete fuck up right now.
"You walked out on me in the hospital last night and now it's like you can't wait for me to leave but unfortunately for you I can't go anywhere til tomorrow so I'm still going to be here tonight; are you going to act like this all night?"
"What do you want me to say, Molly? Huh? Do you want me to tell you the truth?"
"Yes if that's how we're going to clear the air around here" Molly spoke softly.
"Fine," he nodded. "I want nothing more than for you to stay but it seems like I fuck everything up; I am a hazard and you should run rather than stay, you are better off without me because I'm afriad that I'm going to get you killed..." Charles looked at her hard and then shook his head before looking away. "It could've been Sam in the car too and I definitely would be doing the same"
Molly wanted to walk over to him but if keeping her distance meant that he talked to her then she was going to stay where she was. "Charles, there was already an accident there before we even came around the corner and we both had our seatbelts on, I have minor bruises because of the fact that you didn't do anything wrong; you couldn't stop because of the ice that was already on that road and it if hadn't been you then it would've been someone else"
She watched him and then chewed on her lip for a moment and there was silence between the two of them "This isn't just about the accident is it? It's about Elvis; you think you're a fuck up because of Elvis" Molly didn't have to know what he was thinking or where this would lead because she had hit it right on the head. "You think I'm going to die on you like Elvis did.."
"I told you that I fuck everything up" he rubbed at his forehead and closed his eyes. Charles could still see Elvis coming off that building in his nightmares and now adding this accident would add Molly's face and Sam's too if he wasn't careful. Neither of which he wanted to lose but it felt like he couldn't stop it from happening.
Molly sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose for a moment. There was silence in the room once more before she said softly. "I know you don't want to hear this, again, but there was nothing you could've done" she dropped her hand from her nose and looked at him. "Elvis was doing the job that he loved; he had finally made up with the woman he loved and he died happy" she watched his back for a moment. "He could be a reckless bastard when he wanted to be and sure he could've been a bit more careful but Special Forces aren't known for that"
"Don't you think I don't know that?" he asked and turned to look at her. "I know that he was a reckless bastard and that recklessness got him killed but he could've moved off of that bloody box"
"You don't know he would've been any safer, you don't know if the distance would've mattered and it could've endangered more lives; it could've been the others that were taken out with him but Elvis wanted to be the only one it got.. til the end he was doing his job"
"He has a daughter, Molly. Laura is now without her father, how can Debbie..." he was cut off by Molly.
"It's not any different than if it was you that had found that bomb because right now Sam wouldn't have his father, do you think Elvis wouldn't have felt guilty? Do you think he would've been able to look at Sam and be happy in the knowledge that he no longer had a father? Elvis would be devastated just like you are now" Molly was hurting too by saying all of this but it was true. Elvis would've felt like shit too at the fact that Charles had been the victim of the bomb or hell anyone else.
"And what if I had lost you in that car crash I would be without my best friend and my wife..." his heart was pounding hard in his chest and it felt like he was having a hard time to breathe.
"Slowly breathe" she said softly and showed him how to slowly breathe to get himself back under control.
"I ca- I can't do it Molly" he shook his head and was starting to panic, tears were brimming in his eyes because of the fact that it all just felt so much and then his tears just started to fall whether he wanted them to or not. Charles never cries but right now it just got too much for him. He was glad that Sam never saw him like this.
Molly moved over to him and she put her hands against his cheeks and he put his forehead against hers. "I got you" she whispered to him and kept the tears from falling from her own eyes because he didn't need to see her crying too.
Molly held on to him as he just let the tears fall. It wasn't something that she had been used too so when Charles cried she knew it was bad what was going through his mind and he just couldn't deal with it anymore.
"I'm sorry that I ever hurt you with Georgie, I never meant to do that to you" he whispered to her too through his tears.
Molly hadn't expected to hear that from him right now; hadn't expected him to bring up Georgie "Then why did you?"
"Because my head was mixed up and by having Georgie I thought I could keep that connection to Elvis and we relied on each other and it just turned from that but I know in the end what I had done was wrong; Elvis wouldn't have wanted me to fuck up my marriage for him especially when he didn't get to marry Georgie"
Molly let out a shaky breath as they both continued to hold on to each other. "You don't always fuck everything up; I still love you even though I must be bloody mad after everything but I will be here for you; we will take everything slow so that you can heal."
She closed her eyes up and then said softly something that she should've said a little bit earlier. "You didn't lose me, don't think you could even if you tried" she knew that now wasn't the best time to be making jokes because this was a serious matter. She didn't see him smile a little at that.
Charles leaned down and hugged Molly, holding on to her tightly. She buried her head against his shoulder and held on to him. This was going to be a long road; it was going to be hard for him but in the end they would prevail; she believed that.
She just wanted to get this year over and done with and then maybe 2019 will be a little better for them. They had one more day left of 2018 and then they could start afresh.
Molly can't pretend to know what is going on inside his head but it looks like he is fighting a huge battle and keeping her at a distance is the only way he can control it. He kept shutting her out after Elvis died too, even though she was the only one who knew what he was going through; Charles wouldn't admit that he was even suffering at all. How can she help someone who can't admit that they are hurting?
So she waited and waited and in the end the waiting just seemed pointless, she would give her opinion on him going back out on another tour but he would never listen to her so in the end she just gave up. In the end she just walked away because that was the only thing she could do for herself.
But this time she wanted to choose another path, this time she so desperately wanted to make him see that he didn't hurt her; that the accident wasn't his fault but again he had shut her out.
The nurse told her that the nice man from earlier had been sitting in her room after she had fallen asleep but had left before she had woken up filled her with a little joy that maybe she could get through to him in the end. That maybe everything overwhelmed him the night before and he hadn't been thinking straight and once he had calmed down and got his thoughts in to check then he had come back to sit with her.
Molly had breakfast but more than anything she just want ed to get out of there because it meant that she could get back in to proper clothes and just head back to Charles' place. Even before she could head home she would have to get her clothes back from his house anyway.
She got a call from her mum and even Sam asking if she was okay. She promised that she was and that she would be leaving the hospital later today. The doctor had to check her over and then allow her to leave. God, she hoped that she was right because more than anything she wanted to get out of here today.
-.-
He shone the light in her eyes but there didn't seem to be anything wrong with her eyes or her pupils so he then asked her a few questions. "Any headaches?"
"Nope"
"Nausea?"
"Nope"
The questions carried on and Molly kept saying no because of the fact that she actually felt fine and wanted to just get out of here. She wanted to sleep in a proper bed and not take up any more of their time. The NHS was busy enough without her clogging up a room for the night. More than that she just wanted to get in a shower or bath and actually eat something that tasted like proper food.
"You wouldn't be leading me up the garden path now would you, Molly?" He asked and looked up at her. "Telling me you feel fine just to get out of here?"
"Trust me, if I didn't feel fine then you would know about it, I feel fine just like I did last night, well maybe a bit sore around the ribs but my head feels normal" she admits and shrugs up a shoulder.
"Even if I wanted to keep you in, I couldn't because we can't hold people against their will, if you want to go home then we can't stop you"
"I ain't bullshitting you, Doc" she then gave him a smile because of the fact that she swore and even the doctor himself gave a small laugh before he then went back to his notes.
"Well if you get any headaches, any at all, please don't hesitate to come back" he then signed off on her going home. Even though a part of him wanted to make sure that she was fine but like he said he couldn't keep her in even if he wanted to.
"I will" she smiles at him and then he hands over a piece of paper and she looks down at it. Molly was glad that she was getting out of here tonight.
"Oh, um your husband is waiting outside"
Molly looked up from the paper and in the direction of the window and she chewed on her lip for a moment before looking back at the doctor "Thanks" she mumbled and smiled as the doctor walked out of the room. Her eyes moved over to the window once more and the doctor was talking with Charles and she slipped off of the bed, pulling the curtain around the bed she started to get changed.
It didn't actually take her long and she was pulling her hair back into a messy bun which actually hurt her especially because of the movements on her ribs. She took a shaky breath and closed her eyes. Molly was going to ache for a while and she really didn't need that especially with going back to Warminster.
"Molly..."
Molly opened her eyes and looked over at Charles and gave him a soft smile. "Sorry just lost in the clouds for a moment"
"My dad is here if you want to head back to my house..." he said and didn't look at her that much and he scratched at his cheek for a moment before looking back at her, properly this time, Molly didn't actually look that bad. He thought that she would have a few bruises around her head but he guessed that it was mostly around her ribs. He clenched his hand in his pocket. "Ready?"
"Yep..." she muttered and grabbed the paper that the doctor had written on and she signed herself out. Molly smiled at the nurses as she walked with Charles; he had been right, his dad was outside or rather Robert was waiting at the front entrance and then gave her a hug. There was something warm about Charles' dad. At first she wasn't sure if she would actually get on with him because she had come from a different background as Charles but that hadn't mattered because of the fact that they had got on like a house on fire.
Molly sat in the front once more, Charles had held the passenger door open for Molly but then he got in the back. She felt nervous and pulled the mirror down and her eyes met his and he looked away. She let out a shaky breath and then pushed the mirror back up and looked out the side window. This was going to be one awkward ride back.
"We'll take it slow, your mother has been on the phone asking about you Molly" Robert looked over at his daughter in law and smiled softly. "Both women had a right natter"
"That sounds like my mum" Molly replied and smiled softly. Belinda did like to talk but Molly did worry about what else they had spoken about and suddenly she was sure she could feel Charles' eyes on the back of her head and it made her feel a little bit nervous.
Robert started the car and he put the radio on softly so that there was some music on the drive home because from the tension it felt like it would be a very quiet ride. He put his belt on and saw Molly do the same even though she winced a little and he gave her an apologetic smile but it was the only way to keep safe. Not that he was looking to have an accident.
Molly leaned her head against the rest, turning it to the left and closing her eyes up. She would rather pretend to be asleep than actually sit through this quiet ride.
It was quiet for a moment before Robert actually spoke to Charles "Is everything alright with you and Molly?"
Charles kept his eyes out the window and he sighed "Everything's fine, just both tired" he was getting good at lying. Nothing was fine with them and his dad probably wasn't stupid but he didn't say anything else.
A song came on the radio but this time it was something that neither Molly nor Charles wanted to hear. It was Broken Strings by James Morrison and Nelly Furtado and at the moment it seemed to be putting their relationship down to a T.
It made Molly's heart start to pound a little bit harder out of fear more than anything but she didn't open her eyes or even move. The last thing she wanted was to let them know that she had been listening.
The rest of the journey was quiet apart from the music floating through and Molly was actually sure that she had fallen asleep for a little bit.
-.-
When they finally got back to the house Molly was woken up by Charles and she slowly started to come around and tried to look towards him but with him sitting in the back and her in the front it was actually a little bit hard but she sat up properly and wondered just the hell she had fallen asleep in the first place because she ached really badly and she heard the back passenger door open and shut and she watched as Charles walked up to the house.
Molly felt tears bubbling in her eyes but she tried to push them away because of the fact that now wasn't the time to cry. If she could make it through tonight then she would be going home tomorrow. It was New Years Eve tomorrow night and she could celebrate alone in her flat with some drink and pass out before midnight. For now she was just going to have to get through this.
She looked over at Robert and gave him a soft smile but he could see that something was wrong.
"Pam is out at the moment, I'm going to go and be with her so it means the two of you get the house to yourself. Talk it through if you can" he gave her a soft smile and he watched as she unbuckled her seatbelt and got out the car. Robert made sure to watch her go in before he got out the car and headed in the direction of the friend that Pam was at right now. Franny had come and got Pam after she heard about the crash and told her to go down to her house for just a steady drink. Now he was going to have to keep Pam away from the house long enough for the two to talk.
Molly walked in and shut the door behind her. She quickly took her coat off and then watched as Charles came out of the kitchen and she hung the coat on the hanger before she turned to him. "So you're going to ignore me for the rest of the night? Because tomorrow it'll be easier when I go back home, is that it?"
"I'm not ignoring you, we just don't have a lot to talk about. I am taking the blame for the accident and I'm sorry about that"
Molly shook her head and sighed "Why can't you see that the accident wasn't your fault? I don't blame you, why can't you accept that?"
"Well you should because if I were you then I would blame me too" he started to walk in to the front room to get away from this conversation.
Molly wasn't going to let him go that easily, she knew that confronting him probably wasn't the right idea but she wanted to get something out of him instead of just short sentences and words that told her she should be blaming him for the stupid accident. "Don't walk away from me this time Charles, stop and talk to me"
"What is there to say?" he asked and turned to her. Charles didn't know what else there was for him to talk about. He was trying to make it as plain as he could but it didn't feel like she was getting it. Charles loved Molly, he loved her with every fibre of his being but she needed protecting from him because he was a complete fuck up right now.
"You walked out on me in the hospital last night and now it's like you can't wait for me to leave but unfortunately for you I can't go anywhere til tomorrow so I'm still going to be here tonight; are you going to act like this all night?"
"What do you want me to say, Molly? Huh? Do you want me to tell you the truth?"
"Yes if that's how we're going to clear the air around here" Molly spoke softly.
"Fine," he nodded. "I want nothing more than for you to stay but it seems like I fuck everything up; I am a hazard and you should run rather than stay, you are better off without me because I'm afriad that I'm going to get you killed..." Charles looked at her hard and then shook his head before looking away. "It could've been Sam in the car too and I definitely would be doing the same"
Molly wanted to walk over to him but if keeping her distance meant that he talked to her then she was going to stay where she was. "Charles, there was already an accident there before we even came around the corner and we both had our seatbelts on, I have minor bruises because of the fact that you didn't do anything wrong; you couldn't stop because of the ice that was already on that road and it if hadn't been you then it would've been someone else"
She watched him and then chewed on her lip for a moment and there was silence between the two of them "This isn't just about the accident is it? It's about Elvis; you think you're a fuck up because of Elvis" Molly didn't have to know what he was thinking or where this would lead because she had hit it right on the head. "You think I'm going to die on you like Elvis did.."
"I told you that I fuck everything up" he rubbed at his forehead and closed his eyes. Charles could still see Elvis coming off that building in his nightmares and now adding this accident would add Molly's face and Sam's too if he wasn't careful. Neither of which he wanted to lose but it felt like he couldn't stop it from happening.
Molly sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose for a moment. There was silence in the room once more before she said softly. "I know you don't want to hear this, again, but there was nothing you could've done" she dropped her hand from her nose and looked at him. "Elvis was doing the job that he loved; he had finally made up with the woman he loved and he died happy" she watched his back for a moment. "He could be a reckless bastard when he wanted to be and sure he could've been a bit more careful but Special Forces aren't known for that"
"Don't you think I don't know that?" he asked and turned to look at her. "I know that he was a reckless bastard and that recklessness got him killed but he could've moved off of that bloody box"
"You don't know he would've been any safer, you don't know if the distance would've mattered and it could've endangered more lives; it could've been the others that were taken out with him but Elvis wanted to be the only one it got.. til the end he was doing his job"
"He has a daughter, Molly. Laura is now without her father, how can Debbie..." he was cut off by Molly.
"It's not any different than if it was you that had found that bomb because right now Sam wouldn't have his father, do you think Elvis wouldn't have felt guilty? Do you think he would've been able to look at Sam and be happy in the knowledge that he no longer had a father? Elvis would be devastated just like you are now" Molly was hurting too by saying all of this but it was true. Elvis would've felt like shit too at the fact that Charles had been the victim of the bomb or hell anyone else.
"And what if I had lost you in that car crash I would be without my best friend and my wife..." his heart was pounding hard in his chest and it felt like he was having a hard time to breathe.
"Slowly breathe" she said softly and showed him how to slowly breathe to get himself back under control.
"I ca- I can't do it Molly" he shook his head and was starting to panic, tears were brimming in his eyes because of the fact that it all just felt so much and then his tears just started to fall whether he wanted them to or not. Charles never cries but right now it just got too much for him. He was glad that Sam never saw him like this.
Molly moved over to him and she put her hands against his cheeks and he put his forehead against hers. "I got you" she whispered to him and kept the tears from falling from her own eyes because he didn't need to see her crying too.
Molly held on to him as he just let the tears fall. It wasn't something that she had been used too so when Charles cried she knew it was bad what was going through his mind and he just couldn't deal with it anymore.
"I'm sorry that I ever hurt you with Georgie, I never meant to do that to you" he whispered to her too through his tears.
Molly hadn't expected to hear that from him right now; hadn't expected him to bring up Georgie "Then why did you?"
"Because my head was mixed up and by having Georgie I thought I could keep that connection to Elvis and we relied on each other and it just turned from that but I know in the end what I had done was wrong; Elvis wouldn't have wanted me to fuck up my marriage for him especially when he didn't get to marry Georgie"
Molly let out a shaky breath as they both continued to hold on to each other. "You don't always fuck everything up; I still love you even though I must be bloody mad after everything but I will be here for you; we will take everything slow so that you can heal."
She closed her eyes up and then said softly something that she should've said a little bit earlier. "You didn't lose me, don't think you could even if you tried" she knew that now wasn't the best time to be making jokes because this was a serious matter. She didn't see him smile a little at that.
Charles leaned down and hugged Molly, holding on to her tightly. She buried her head against his shoulder and held on to him. This was going to be a long road; it was going to be hard for him but in the end they would prevail; she believed that.
She just wanted to get this year over and done with and then maybe 2019 will be a little better for them. They had one more day left of 2018 and then they could start afresh.