~Chapter 3~

Philip was looking at the glass of brandy he had in his hands and thought about what his life had become. It was not but four years ago when his wife had given birth to a bouncing baby girl. They were so in love then but then everything went wrong.  He could not even start to describe what had happened. It was just everything. In addition, the day she left with Tess he had fallen apart. Although he would never admit it to her, he needed her and with her, he was nothing. She was that reason he was ever happy. Now he was not happy but she was. She was with his nephew. She had run strait into his arms crying. In addition, he had hugged her and loved her. If only he had realized that things were so bad then he would have tried to stop it and tried to have convinced her to stay. However, it was to late now he could not undo what had been done. He had hurt her and she had moved on. She had someone and he had Mimi. The thought of her made her sick. He did not love her although he tried to act as if he did. He just did not. He went to the window and looked up at the stars and thought of Chloe again. She always uses to say that no matter how far apart they were they would always have the stars. He only hoped that she was looking a the stars now and that she could she how much he had cleaned up his life just so he could get her back but there was no way that could happen. She had Brady, his nephew, and she did not need him any more.

Do not call me,

Do not write,

And do not show up in the middle of the night

You know that we needed some time and space to breathe.

I still recall the words you said to me

 It's what you didn't not say that sets me free

 How can I be so fine when you keep coming back again?

It's not ok for to play this game of seesaw with my head

Now it hurts too much

And it hits too hard

And I won't play this part

Do not call me,

Do not write,

And do not show up in the middle of the night

You know that we needed some time and space to breathe.

So now I say the things I want to say

Sometimes it's better letting ago this way

All ways down in my soul

I really had so far to go

I've given in all

I had to give

And now it's time for me to live

And I want look back

And I want regret

Though it hurts like hell

Someday I will forget

Do not call me,

Do not write,

And do not show up in the middle of the night

You know that we needed some time and space to breathe.

Do not call me,

Do not write,

And do not show up in the middle of the night

To say that you've been thinking

Cause I know that it's just the drink in you

It's funny how we seem to act acure

I never thought I'd see this soul disappear

Do not call me,

Do not write,

And do not show up in the middle of the night

You know that we needed some time and space to breathe.

And this is letting go

This is letting go

 Repeat

Repeat

Do not call me,

Do not write,

And do not show up in the middle of the night

To say that you've been thinking

Cause I know that it's just the drink in you

Brady had gotten the place all set for tonight and he could not wait for Chloe to get home. He was going to prose to her tonight and he just hoped that she would accept it. He tried not to think about the fact that she would actually turn him down but he knew that there was always a chance.  They had been dating for about two years and he knew that she loved him and he loved her. However, he was worried that she still held a flame for his uncle, Philip. He could see that she still loved him even though he tried to deny it and he knew that he couldn't live up to Philip and that he could never replace him even if he tried. However, he had hurt her and had run to him for help and now that he was the only man in her life, he was going to make sure that it stayed that way. He looked around at the apartment and smiled it looked perfect and he knew that she would love it. He had gotten six dozen red rose and had them placed all around the room. He had laid petals from some of the roses on the ground in front of the door. The were leading to the balcony were there was one single white rose in a vase sitting on a small table that had the diamond ring inside it.  He had "Underneath the stars was playing" playing on repeat.

Underneath the stars by: Mariah Carey

One summer night

We ran away for a while

Laughing we hurried beneath the sky

To an obscure place to hide

That no one could find

And we drifted to another state of mind

And imagined I was your and you

Were mine

As we lay upon the grass

There in the dark

Underneath the stars

(Young love)

Underneath the stars

Weak in the knees

Wrapped in the warm gentle breeze

So shy, a bundle of butterflies

Flush with heat of desire

On a natural high

And we drifted to another place in time

And the feelings was so heavy and sublime

As I lost my heart to you

There in the dark

Underneath the stars

(Young love)

Beautiful and bittersweet

You were fading into me

And I was gently fading into you

But the time went sailing by

Reluctantly we said good-bye

And left our secret place far behind

And I lay in bed all night and I was

Drifting, Drifting, Drifting, Drifting

And I was yours

And you were my own

My own baby

As we lay

As we…

Lay underneath the stars

~End Chapter 3~