Hello everyone I know I was suppose to update another chapter in We can't Change Destiny but I decided I am going to delete the story and figure out where I want the story to go I know its sad but do not worry it will come back. For now I give you a new story. I hope you enjoy it.
I do not own Hey Arnold
Where has our Love Gone?
The time indicating its past two in the morning and still nothing. Another cold and lonely night in a big old house. As she lays in bed waiting and waiting, for what? For him to come home , humph fat chance and she know it. Plus that not his pattern, she knows he will be home in a hour. As the time rolls she thinks back of all the good memories they have where they would cuddle in bed together in bed and wake up to kisses but now it's emptiness she feels. She try to think where it went wrong, she questions if she was a good wife and partner in their marriage but it doesn't give her the answer. Could she divorce him? Yes she could but in a way she saying she giving up on any hope of their love returning.
Slam
He is home and right on time, three on the dot. She hears him walking up the stair; coming closer to the door of their bedroom. The door opens, her back is towards the door; she hears him making is way to the dresser. He looking through his draw looking for his pjs and towel, if she correct he is going to take a shower.
Click
The bathroom door closes, the water turns on she get up and heads to the dresser where the briefcase is. She opens the briefcase and heads to the one spot he hides his evidence; it's the little pocket and the sides; as she digging in she feels a paper material. She looks at the door again making sure he was still showering, when she pull out the material she notice it's a receipts to Lorenzo restaurant (no it not the Lorenzo in the hey Arnold show) which is two towns over. And another receipt to the Hilton hotel the receipt shows an order of champagne, chocolate cover strawberries and flowers. Tears falling down to her cheeks, she couldn't believe he would do this. The water goes off she put the receipts back to their place and she heads to bed, while her back faces the door again.
He make his way to the bed and get under the covers, she closes her eyes trying to stop the tears from falling. An hour has passed and he starts to snore she to it as a sign that he was in a deep sleep she sits up and looks at him; she whispers, " Where have our love gone? Oh Arnold why do you hurt me so?"
Okay guys I am thinking to make this as a one-shot or a full story, so as the reader tell me what you think should I write as a full story or as a one-shot. Thank you R&R