These Bruises

"Que sera, you'll never guess who I saw."
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I was loved. I was hurt. That was repeated when I left you. But there are two other people who I love. As a single mom with two little kids in California, my life got better. It was six years. Six years since I last saw you. Six years since those little talks. Now you can see that these bruises that I've been hiding for those six long years mean. (Second book in Little Talks duology)

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11. He came back

I sit with my kids as I watch them eat their pizzas. I was on my break, so this is what I do.

The manager allows anyone who wants to go up to the small stage and sing a song to go up. So far, no one has come up.

Mr.Brigade, the manager comes up to the mic and speaks, "If there aren't any takers, we'll get on with the entertainment." I look around, begging for someone to go up.

"I'll go up." I hear a British voice.

I recognize it.

It was Zayn.

I thought I drove him away from the Pizza Palace by singing Carrie Underwood.

But he came back.

Why?

Mr.Brigade motions him onto the stage and they talk. "Thanks for volunteering Mr..."

"Malik."

"Okay, so talk to the band and then you can begin."

I thought he went back to Los Angeles?

"Okay," Zayn starts, "this song is for a special someone." Perrie.

The band begins to play a familiar Rascal Flatts song.

"I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house

That don't bother me

I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out

I'm not afraid to cry every once in a while

Even though going on with you gone still upsets me

There are days every now and again

I pretend I'm ok But that's not what gets me

What hurts the most Was being so close

And having so much to say

And watching you walk away

And never knowing

What could have been

And not seeing that loving you

Is what I was tryin' to do

It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go

But I'm doin' It

It's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone

Still Harder Getting up, getting dressed, livin' with this regret

But I know if I could do it over

I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart

That I left unspoken

What hurts the most Is being so close

And having so much to say

And watching you walk away

And never knowing

What could have been

And not seeing that loving you Is what I was trying to do

Ohhhhh

Heeeyyyyyyyeahhh

What hurts the most Is being so close

And having so much to say

And watching you walk away

And never knowing

What could have been

And not seeing that loving you

Is what I was trying to do

Not seeing that loving you

That's what I was trying to do."

That song.

It wasn't for Perrie.

It was for her at all.

It was for me.

"Britta?" A female voice behind me asks. I turn around in my seat and see a very pregnant woman.

But that face.

Oh god damn it. It is.

"Elizabeth?"

She nods.

[Another short chapter, but you know, school and marching band are really taking over my life. And in the spring it will be Drama Club. I'll be auditioning for the spring musical. It's "Guys and Dolls". If you don't know what Guys and Dolls is, it's technically about strippers. Yeah, I'm trying out for it. But here's the plan, once marching band is done, I'll be taking a break during the winter from a few activities. So I won't be trying out for basketball. Then once spring blooms, I'll be doing Drama Club. Songs for this chapter are: What Hurts the Most-Rascal Flatts Don't You (Forget About Me)-Simple Minds (btw, Breakfast Club is an amazing movie. Why did I say that?) Time After Time-Cyndi Lauper Thanks for reading! Like, comment, favorite, dance in the middle of a grocery store aisle, make smart choices, make sure your science teacher doesn't have too many pictures of SPAM in his classroom. Because that's mine! Bye!]

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