DISCLAIMER: Don't own 'Our Girl' or it's chararcters, they belong to the BBC.
Some lovely reviews again. Thank you. HOPE YOU LIKE THIS.
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This story originally had 20 chapters...I will attempt to finish it...WARNING...my stories are not always fluffy...
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TWO MINDS part 1
"You need to let your hair down, Moll...you are doing doing too much"
Molly put a comb through her knotted hair as she came down the stairs, her mother was in a towel dressing gown on her heel.
"Mum will you kill it please...I'm okay...I am...so just leave it will you"
Belinda sighed as she watched her tired daughter walk into the kitchen and clear up the general clutter from the night before.
Molly had just come back from tour. She didn't ask where, because she only had her head bitten off for the pleasure, so she learned to just button it and leave her to do the talking if she wanted to.
"I'm gonna go back to Bath tomorrow so if you want to do that shopping we best do it today...you know for Nan's birthday and that"
Belinda nodded, "Is Lee coming? You and him looked real close the last time you came home"
"Mum...Lee and me are just mates"
"Yeah but...you know...you and him looked real sweet, I woz telling ya dad..."
Molly deliberately let the cooking tray crash into the sink, "MUM...just leave it I said...I'm going for a shower!"
Molly shoved past her mother and was back up the stairs, Belinda leaned up against the door and rubbed her hands over her face. Molly was stressed out again and she hated seeing her daughter like that.
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Molly escaped her Mum's nagging in the safety of the shower. She let the warm water run over her face and wake her up, she was so tired because she couldn't settle and get back to sleep.
Reaching out for the taps, she closed off the water and grabbed the towel to dry off. She then wrapped it up around her head and looked into the mirror at herself. God was that bags under her eyes.
Saddlebags Dawes, that was the latest nickname she had earned her self this time around on tour.
She bit her lip remembering when she had a shower with Danny. It had been a waterfall in the wilds of where they were out in Africa.
It was only meant to be abit of fun. What went off on tour stayed on tour, didn't it?
She then looked down to the sink and thought about seeing Charles tomorrow.
It was just SO hard. On him and her.
He said he wouldn't be bitter when she went on tour, and he was stuck in a wheelchair.
HE WAS BITTER.
She only had to look into his eyes when she spoke about it, and it wasn't like she avoided the subject because HE always asked her.
He drank...she knew that...
And his drinking had increased more and more everytime she went.
He was bitter...a drunk...and still suffered bouts of depression.
Didn't she deserve a little bit of happiness? Didn't she deserve to feel...LOVED...like she was wanted...even though how wrong it was of her and she KNEW that.
No wonder she was took it out on her her family.
She went into the bedroom and dried her hair, she reached for her mobile and looked at her incoming text.
Lee.
What did he want?
I want to see you
She stared at the message and her mind was all over the shop. She had to get a grip, she had to get order back into her life.
She had to come to a decision once and for all...
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Maybe a little rusty at this! Hope it reads alright.
