Author: Sparkling-Diva
Rating: PG-13 (possibly more later)
Genre: Drama/Romance
Feedback: Yes! Please! But be nice!
Summary: Vincent Gray, now 33, is at a depressing stage of his life. When he meets a young girl, his life will change forever.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to the show Judging Amy whatsoever and in no way am I affiliated with it.
Author's Note: The drama is intensifying. Yikes! 8 NEW CHAPTERS are here due to the . They are CHAPTERS 27-34. I must hurry and update more frequently!
Chapter 27
Over the next week, Laura had been more accustomed to life at DCF and working well with her co-workers. It was just too bad that her relationships outside of the work department weren't all so great especially with Vincent.
She hadn't heard from him for a week.
Not after their kiss.
Not even a phone call.
Was he avoiding her?
What else was there to hide?
Laura was just reading the newspaper one afternoon after she come home from work and heard the doorbell buzzer rang.
Laura went and pressed a button on the machine near it. "Who is it?" she asked.
"It's me," she heard Vincent say.
Laura's heart skipped a moment, "C'mon up," she tried to say enthusiastically.
Oh gosh, she thought to herself, How do I react? What do I do? What do I say? Do I kiss him when he walks through the door? Do I criticize him from keeping his personal life a secret from me?
Soon the door knocked and taking a deep breath, Laura went and answered.
"Hi," he said with a somewhat smile.
"Hey," she said.
Better not do or say anything else until I hear what he has to say, she told herself.
"Can I come in?" he asked.
"Yeah, sure," Laura said letting him pass through. "Go ahead and sit down if you'll like."
"Thanks."
She locked the door and then sat in a chair across from him.
"How have you been?" she asked.
"Good. You?"
"Good."
"I just-," Vincent began.
"You just-."
"There's no easy way in saying this," he said running a hand through his hair and then laying his head in his hands.
"Saying what?"
"I'm sorry, Laura. I really am but I-I…" Vincent took a moment to catch his breath. He didn't want to say it but maybe it would be for the best. "I can't see you anymore," he said with a hurry looking down and not facing her.
Laura kept silent.
He's…he's breaking up with me. So soon…, she told herself.
"I mean as in dating," he pointed out. Then he noticed her uncomfortable silence. "Laura, please talk to me," Vincent started. "Say anything."
Laura looked away and softly asked, "Umm…is there any reason for this or was this just a choice?"
"A choice. I'm a mess right now and I can't…"
"It's okay, Vincent. I don't need an explanation."
"I'm sorry-."
"It's okay. Really."
"You don't look okay," he replied with a great deal of care and concern in his voice.
"I just guess I wasn't expecting it that's all. But I'm fine. Just do me a favor."
"Anything."
"Can you please just give me a moment to be by myself," Laura said as she led him to the door.
"Yeah. I'm-," Vincent started before leaving.
"It's fine," Laura said, "Just please go." She had been trying to cover the tears that were trying to escape.
Vincent took the hint. He just silently nodded his head and left.
Laura gently closed her door and placed her back against it as she fell to the floor with tears.
In the elevator, Vincent punched the wall.
What had he done?
She didn't deserve this.
What had she done?
This was the worst thing that could have ever happened.
As he got off the elevator, he was about to go back up and apologize and take back the whole thing when his cell phone ring.
He took it out from his coat pocket and answered.
"Hello?"
"Vincent?"
"Donna. What's up?"
"Do you have to work tonight?"
"No."
"Volunteer at DCF?"
"No. Why?"
"I would call Laura if you were busy but since you aren't can you please come quick and watch Adriane. I'm on an emergency call."
Vincent sighed for a moment before saying, "Yeah. I'll be there in a minute."
"Good. Vincent are you okay?" Donna asked.
"I'm-I'm alright."
"Vincent did something happen?"
"I'll be there in a moment," he said hanging up the phone angrily although he hadn't necessarily meant to.
How he wished he could sometimes turn back time…