Like children * Complete *

We all made choices we regret; choices that tear us apart. We deplore them so much we wish we could start all over again.
But even with a second chance, can what has been broken be fixed?


17. Chapter 16

I slowly stand up while staring at Niall, slightly surprised. I wouldn’t have expecting him to have followed us. He doesn’t move closer; he keeps looking at me tearfully without saying a word.

“Did you hear us?” I say in a whisper but still loud enough for him to hear. I already know the answer but I need to say something; I can’t bear a tense silence between us. He opens his mouth to reply but shuts it straight afterwards without saying anything. Instead he just nods. I stare at him wide eyed, unable to find anything to say. There is nothing I can tell; I can’t explain myself.

“Eileen...” he starts to say a while afterwards. But I don’t want to listen to him. I turn around and start to run away from him, ignoring his call. I reach my house quickly, noticing dad’s car was gone; he must have been called to work again. I rush into the house and close the door hastily. Breathless, I collapse on the floor against the front door as tears start to fall down my cheeks. I don’t even know why I ran away. Maybe I don’t want things to happen so easily?
I hear footsteps stopping behind the door and slight knocks against it.

“Eileen... Please...” His voice echoed through the door. I sob loudly for an answer but I don’t move. A long silence follows; none of us speak but only our sobs can be heard.
“Do you remember the last time we were exactly like that, the door between the both of us? I know you do, Eileen. I know you remember perfectly our first fight,” he says with a shaking voice. I nod even though I know he can’t see me.

“I don’t have flowers this time but I know that a bunch of flowers won’t change anything. But please, Eileen, I beg you to listen to me,” he whispers through the door. I stand up but I don’t answer though I want to know what he’d like to tell me. I hear him sigh loudly, “Right. You may not want to talk to me now and I perfectly understand. I understand that you blame me and I can’t deny what happened. But I hope that one day you will accept to see me so that we’ll be able to talk.” He makes a pause before carrying on, “I will be here for three days. Then, I’ll go back in London and I don’t know when I will come back home.” I don’t hear him move but I can hear him breath loudly; he must be crying because his voice was shaking during his whole speech.

I don’t know how many minutes go by but I stay a long time standing in the hall, repeating his sentence in my head. Three days. It is my third and last chance; I can’t mess it up, not again.
I want Niall back by my side. I open the door abruptly but he is not here anymore. 

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