8. Apologies
1:30 am Walsh residence- Jake
I couldn't sleep. I walked upstairs and looked both ways before turning right down the hallway towards our bedroom. I saw no movement from the rooms my parents and other family were staying in. I turned the knob on the door and peeked in to see if Bridget was sleeping. But all I saw was pulled back covers. I walked in the room and closed the door behind me.
She wasn't in her closet or in the bathroom. I turned from the bathroom to see a light glowing from under the closed door. My closet. I opened the door to see Bridget sitting on the floor in front of a huge red open suitcase. Her back was facing me.
"what are you doing?" I asked. She didn't turn around she knew exactly who it was. "I'm packing your leaving tomorrow and I want to make sure you don't forget any thing like socks" she said through the tears streaming down her face.
I sighed and touched her arm but she moved her body away from me. "brie I'm sorry for yelling at you yesterday. None of this was your fault I was just.. Just mad." I looked at her waiting for her reaction. "if I could have stopped your grandpa from dying I would have. But I couldn't." that remark made my heart shatter into pieces. I knew she would find a way to make this her fault and she did.
"tell me what could you have done brie" I said touching her arm once again. And yet again she pulled away from my touch. "I don't know but I would have found a way to stop you from hurting. I don't like you to hurt." she said. "brie listen to me there is nothing you could have done to stop him from dying" "your right" she whispered. Now I was confused. "about what brie" "its nothing that concerns me and I do like to be included in your life" she said fresh tears streaming down her face. I shook my head rapidly back and forth "no I was wrong completely wrong. Everything that concerns me concerns you. Anything involving me involves you." I said I touched her arm one last time.
She didn't pull away. I pulled her into my arms. And pulled her as close as possible to me. "I'm sorry brie I wasn't thinking when I said that. I was mad and I'm sorry." "its ok I forgive you" she said holding her hand to my cheek. "will you come with us" I asked hopefully. "are you sure." "I'm positive I need you".
