Don't Leave, We Need You

Do you know what it's like to wake up and realize you've lost the most important person in your life? Hopefully not. I have though, more times then I wish to count. First my parents when I was six, then my brother when I was 12, my childhood best friend at 14, and now him. The boy I love. He left me all alone to pick up the pieces of my shattered heart. I guess you could say that he didn't leave me completely alone, but that just makes it whose. Because he left me to raise our child, alone.


2. It's the Afternoon Silly Bear



Charlotte's Prospective:


I open my eyes to and lift myself off the bed. I hate when I have dreams of that night, the night he left. I go to the kitchen, thinking back on that year makes tears come to my eyes. After Liam left he went back and tried out for the X-Factor. Will and I didn't have enough money for the house so it got taken away from us. For most of that year we particle lived out of the hospital. Will was getting chemo for leukemia. He was strong though. He was only a little over a year and yet he was so strong. I started taking odd jobs to pay our medical bills. I was barley 16 though and believe it or not most people don't want to hire a 16 year old with a child with cancer.

That year I met up with an old friend, well more like reconnected with him. His younger brother Blake we my best friend until he was killed in a car crash at 14, only three years ago. I had always been friend with Dan, but as we reconnected became best friends. Yes Dan as in Danisnotonfire. As I tried to stay and finish Year 12. He would stay in the hospital with Will while I was in my classes.

2011 was hard, I was in Year 13 and was trying to joggle Will, my A levels, and my three different jobs. Nothing much happened that year. Dan convinced me to move in with him in is uni room instead of living in the shitty apartment with the creepy landlord. We continued with Will's chemo, though it didn't seem to be working. I had always been depressed, I had since Liam left, though this year is when it really got to me. When I nearly lost my baby I started to cut. I know Dan would kill me if he knew so I did it on my thighs, not wanting anyone to see just how weak I was.

2012, the year of wonderfulness. I had finished my A levels and, somehow got a scholarship to an amazing artsy school for photography, which had always been my passion. The scholarship included room and board so I was able to move out of Dan's flat. I got a good job at a really nice bar, being a bartender. This was my wonder year and the best this that happened this year was my little 3 year old was fond to be cancer free. Completely. There was not one sign left that he had ever had it. Of course he won't be declared cured for 5 years, but it's good enough for me. His hair started to grow back and everything was going beautifully.

Now, here I am making food for my sweet heart. It's a Sunday which means I have to be in at work at the bar at 5. I look over at the clock and see it's already 3. Wow, I really slept in. I think before continuing to make pancakes.

"Morning Mama!" William yells running to hug me.

"It's the afternoon silly bear!" I say smiling at him. "What didn't you wake me up?" I ask as I place the pancakes plates.

"I didn't wanna wake oou." He says smiling his blue eye sparking.

"Okay then, come on. I made food." I say sitting him at the table.

"Am I goin to Uncle Dan and Phil's today?" he asks as he eats.

"Yup, so I'm going to go take a shower, then I'm going to run you a bath. Alright buddy?" I ask standing up.

"Oki-doki." he giggles and continues to eat.

I take a quick shower and blow dry my short golden brown curls, that only go down to my chin. I run my hand through my side bands and run out to get dressed. I pull on a black lace top that shows off my flat stomach. I pull on fishnet stockings and over them a pair on lite blue denim shorts with silver studs on the right side. I pull on my favorite dark denim vest that has silver studs all over it and patches. I pull on my black combat boots and put on my black beanie.

I walk back over to the bathroom and do my makeup. I'm not really girly, Dan describes my style as 'punk'. I have a lip ring on my bottom lip to the left side. My ears are pierced all the way up basically. My tongue is pierced along with my right nostril and my left eyebrow. I have three small black birds tattooed on my left collarbone, a heart on my right hip, a music note behind my left ear, a rose on my right shoulder, an star on my right foot, and the chines symbol for hope on my left wrist.

I walk out and give Will a quick bath before dressing him in a light blue t-shirt and dark blue jeans. His hair is the color of his fathers, but it's curly like mine. His eyes are the same electric blue like mine. I put on his little black converse, that Dan got him, and pick him up. I carry him most places, since I don't have a car.

Once we get to Dan and Phil's flat it's nearly 4:30 and it takes me about that 30 minutes to get to work.

"Hello." Dan says opening the door.

"Okay, I'm going to be late if I don't leave so here he is," I say. "Now I love you. Bye."

I turn to leave but Dan asks, "Do you just want me to drop him off at, nursery school tomorrow?"

"Could you?" I ask walking backwards towards the lift.

"Sure. I have at least one pair of his cloths here anyway." he says.

"Great! Thank you!" I say before I quickly get in the lift and run off to work.



What do you think? I know it's kinda confusing so if you have any questions I will be happy to answer the all.

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