The memories just brought more tears to my eyes and I begin to cry even harder. I shouldn't even be crying though, I'm stronger than that. Ashton hugs me tightly and quietly says, "It's ok Charlie."
As I wipe my tears away, I hear the door open. I look up to see my mom walking in.
"Charlie." she says with a sad smile on her face. Ashton let's go of me so I can get up and hug her.
"It's happening again, Mom." I choke out.
"It's ok baby, it's ok." She strokes my arm and squeezes me one more time before we release each other.
"I don't know why I'm crying. I'm such a baby, sorry." I say, wiping away my excess tears after a small period of no one talking.
"It's ok to cry." Ashton says, who was now standing up.
"No, it's not. I shouldn't be crying because of the past." I reply sadly. "Can you guys go? I need to some time alone."
"Sure, call us if you need anything." my mom says before giving me a kiss on the forehead. She and Ashton leave the room and close the door. After they left, I change into a black tank top and sport shorts. What's the use of crying anyways? It's just going to make me look like a wimp, and crying is not my thing.
I close the curtains to my window before getting into bed. After I got comfortable, I grab my phone from my desk where I left it to see that I had a notification from Instagram. I was tagged in a picture that was similar to the picture Calum posted. Before I could even think, I click on the picture. It was a picture of me walking in the rain with, Luke, who was the one who posted the picture. We both looked so happy and a smile was brought to my face, but I quickly turned it into a frown.
I screwed up again and I'm so sorry.
That was all he wrote. How did he screw up, not once, but twice? I close my eyes and think about what he could have did.
I'm not proud of this chapter. It sounds choppy and I'm just, ehh.