Best Friend
Pt 10 - He's hurting too! Pt 2
R-M
Please Enjoy the Second part of Chapter 10!
"Momma, I'm going for a jog. I'll be back in an hour."
"K, baby. Where's Dimitri?"
"Taken his afternoon nap."
"Okay, see you in a bit."
Bonnie put her wireless head phones in and started her music. Her feet hit the pavement and things felt good again. She felt the wind in her hair and the impact of her feet on the street gravel and she was good. Step, by step, she was running off her stress. Whew. Every breath was a problem being absolved. Damon knew about Dylan and she had no secrets from him anymore. Not that she could remember now. She was letting the feeling of weightlessness guide her and she became the wind as she ran. She got to the park that was her half way point and drank some water from the water fountain. Her music still playing, she stood back and turned to be startled by a devilish woman, who was at the park for God knows what reason.
"Sybil... what a surprise." She said trying to remain friendly.
"Bonnie. Yes. Indeed. Look at you running." She said almost crassly. Sybil was a very subtle-toned bitch with Bonnie. "I'm just glad I never had to break a sweat running. My bodies always been naturally, slim. But not that you're not, you just like getting a little too muscular for me."
"Well I'm a physical therapist and I like to stay in good shape, I work with athletes, so it goes with the territory. But I mean, skin and bones suits you."
"Listen, we've gotten off on the wrong foot. I just want to apologize for-"
"Pretending to be my friend and mentor at church in Georgia, then moving onto my husband the second we separated? Not being a good friend or the phony facade you put on to use me to get to him?"
"It wasn't like that?"
"Then what was it Sybil? I was a young woman. You've had like ten years on me. You acted as if you were my friend. I thought you were mentoring me, at church for heaven's sake. You were married to someone else before. You had a husband and you had to go and infiltrate my broken situation while me and my husband were taking some time apart."
"Time apart means exploring what's out there and seeing if what you want to go back to is worth going back to-"
"Don't talk to me about relationships. You cheated on your husband with other soldiers in the congregation, I found out later. Why did you go to church... to prey on men? Or people in marriages that were having troubles? You were a marriage mentor. Little did I know, you were using that to scheme on broken or damaged marriages."
"You love who you love, Bonnie. I can't help it that he loves me? Or that he doesn't want a life with you that you once had. Maybe if when your child passed, you focused on your husband instead of forcing your grievances on him, he wouldn't have felt so alone. You know, he took it hard too. He misses his child. Your job, should've been to hurry up and try having another baby. You were so focused on what you were feeling, you didn't stop and ask how he was feeling. You were selfish, Bonnie. Thinking you were the only one hurting when you lost your child."
"Don't EVER, mention my daughter, and my marriage to me, again."
"Oh calm down. So dramatic, he doesn't need that in his life. You're a little girl Bonnie. Men need women, not girls. But let me say, we talked last night, and I'm going to give him the baby he's always wanted. So, you couldn't do it, but I will. And I'll give him the attention you couldn't. I love him the way he deserves. Before you know it you'll be such a distant memory, he won't remember the memories he shared with you. I mean just this morning, I was wearing your robe, and he asked me to get rid of it."
"What?" Bonnie was fuming. But she had no intention on letting this woman believe she was getting her.
"Yeah, that ugly Korean Robe. It's in the trash."
"You were wearing my robe? Something is wrong with you, you're demented."
"No, I just don't care about what you and Damon had."
"We have no reason to be standing here talking. I don't like you, you don't like me. But make sure the man you set your sights on, isn't still declaring love for the woman, you're trying to convince yourself he no longer loves. Because let's get one thing correct, you'll never be me. If you were he would've married you by now." Bonnie put her headphones back on, and bit back her fury. She wanted to drag Sybil up and down that park. She wanted to bash her face into the concrete. Instead she walked away like the bigger person. She had a son to think about, and she knew Sybil was instigating something. She knew Sybil wanted to start a fight with her, so she run back and tell Damon. Bonnie didn't give her the satisfaction.
But as she ran, and as her feet hit the pavement, anger flooded her face and her entire being. She ran faster than she'd ever run, until she made it back to the house. There was a note from Abby on the fridge, they took Dylan to get frozen yogurt. Bonnie's over heated body stripped as she walked up the stairs headed to the bathroom. The second she turned the cold water in she broke down crying, her body gave out when her knees buckled and she sat on the floor of the shower feeling betrayed.
How could Damon confide in Sybil about Baylee? How could he ask that psychotic women to be the mother his child? How could he trash her robe? The robe, that gave them both hope. After everything she'd been through with Damon, how could he blame her for so much? Because she withheld Dylan, that can't be enough to solicit this much anger from Damon. She sat in the shower sobbing. All the words from Sybil's mouth hit Bonnie's brain like a truck and she cried, because no one was home to hear her. She hated when people heard her cry. But she was human. She may have put on a big front. She may have been strong in front of the world, but she had feelings, and she was so I tuned with her emotions, that she let it out with the water, and once she was done, the pain would wash down the drain, until the water cut off. Then she'd snap out of it, and put on the strong front again.
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Bonnie found out about Lilie's fiftieth birthday party at the last minute from Stefan. She wasn't going to go, but she thought she'd support Ginny on her first big bartending night. Abby and Nik went for a little while. Because Bonnie could only handle Dylan being with a sitter for a couple of hours. The two of them stayed to themselves most of the night, which Bonnie thought was smart. They looked like two love birds, as did Lily and G, and it was kind of better than Bonnie thought it would be. Abby and G seemed to have moved on from each other, and it came out to seem that, they made a singular mistake four months ago,.
Bonnie walked through the crowd and didn't look too far ahead into the people faces, she knew she didn't need to see Damon and Sybil being in love and annoying. She told herself she was over him, but the minute she saw him standing with her near the tables, she felt an ache in her chest. It didn't matter that she was there in her cut offs with her favorite pair of dancing boots, or that she wore a cute frilly white top that fell off her shoulders and accented her beautiful neckline and collar bone. Who cares that her short haircut brought out her face, and her little shorts showed amazing legs. She looked cuter than all the women in there. Even Sybil with her flighty behaviors and tiny black dress. Bonnie turned her face away from them and looked off into the crowd.
Abby walked up to Bonnie. "Were gone leave baby okay. It's been a couple of hours and I want to get back to my grand baby. Enjoy yourself." She kissed her cheek and hugged her.
"We've got Dylan so, no rush back." Nik said. "Seriously, enjoy yourself." He said trying to show some support.
"Thanks. I'm sure I won't be out too long tonight." She waived them off. As they headed out she headed to the bar. The music was getting good so, she got herself to Ginny with a twenty spot... "Bartender, I need three of my favorite men and a splash of lemonade with some limes."
"Hey babe. You can't be serious, right? We aren't doing ménage à trois tonight. Not if I can't be out there to spot you." Ginny said.
"Babe. I'm good I need to enjoy myself."
"No, I've seen you, and how you get when you're sandwiched between your three favorite late night men. No way. I'm sorry." Ginny turned to help another customer.
"Bird, what's goin' on baby girl?" Stefan said.
"Ooh, you called me baby girl, better watch out, Damon might hear you... oh wait. He don't give a shit." Stefan looked at her and frowned.
"You know that ain't true, now, tell me... What's wrong?"
"Nothin' just wanted my favorite bartender to make my favorite drink, and she refused."
"Tell me what's in it, I gotchu." Stefan said.
"Aww thanks Stef. It's umm, Jim, James, Jack and lemonade with some limes."
"Shit, Bird. You gone tear up the dance floor?"
"You know it. Here a step there a step, everywhere a step step." She laughed.
"Alright. Here ya go baby girl." He kept calling her by Damon's nickname for her. She grabbed her drink and sipped it for ten seconds, then when he disappeared she drank it. Then she waited until Ginny came back and ordered a straight Jack.
"So, what's got you in a drinking mood?"
"Nothing. I just want to dance." Bonnie said. She grabbed her whiskey and sipped it. Then she walked out to the floor and started doing the dances with the crowd. She stepped her way around the floor making sure she was enjoying herself. Before you knew it, she had forgotten about Damon. Every time she changed direction in the dance she focused on her feet and was stepping with her boots like she was the only one on the floor. It was hard for anyone to not notice her, as she came alive on the dance floor. The music slowed down slightly, and when she saw everyone couple up, she headed off the dance floor and bumped into Damon and Sybil as she was exiting. They were coming on the dance floor.
"Oops. Sorry- oh." She said. Damon looked at her coldly. She wasn't used to the cold shoulder from him. But she'd take it. She didn't care anymore. Whatever it took to make her stop loving him, she'd take it. She walked off and heard Sybil giggling.
She walked back towards the bar and sat down. She sat in front of Ginny who watched her and what happened. "You okay babe?"
"Pft. Yes, just danced my drank off."
"Drank?" Ginny laughed.
"Yeah, my country startin' to surface. Can I get a shot of Jack?"
"Comin' up."
Bonnie took her shot and turned seeing Damon and Sybil. Dancing hand in hand. Sybil looked so desperate sometimes. But it wouldn't matter, Damon didn't look at Bonnie. He was so angry, he couldn't face her. She couldn't force it. So she watched the two of them dance, and look happy. It hurt, it stung. But she needed to see it so she could move past him. She had a fiancé after all, and Damon was a mere distraction. She headed out of the bar to get some air and one of her favorite songs came on. They were keepin' it slow and she didn't have anyone to dance with. She headed out of the door until a hand reached for hers and pulled her back in with a flirty aggression. Her face lit up at him.
"May I have this dance?"
"Mikey. I thought maybe you left."
"No. I came separately. I didn't want to sit in the truck with her."
"I don't blame you. She's an evil bitch." Bonnie said laughing.
"She's definitely an evil something. I like this song, let's go dance?"
"I love this song." She said and started singing it as Mike lead her out to the floor. "I haven't heard country music in years."
Mike took a big chance taking his best girl out to the dance floor, but he didn't care. He didn't agree with how Damon reacted to his son. He and Bonnie walk out to the dance floor locking fingers of one of their hands and Mike takes them to a quieter side of the dance floor, turns her to him and pulls her in close.
Bonnie got sentimental. "This is me and Doodle's song. He used to sing this with me back in Georgia."
"Let me go getem' and make him sing it again." Mike said making her laugh.
"No. Trouble maker. He's where he wants to be. Let him, be happy." She said.
"He's happiest, with you."
"I messed up Mike, Big time. An d I don't know if I can ever fix it." Bonnie's eyes watered remembering Damon, and Mike did the only thing he could do at the moment to cheer her up. He started singing the song to her.
Yeah baby, this is how we roll, We rollin in to town,
With nothing else to do we take another lap around
Yeah, holler at your boy if you need a ride
If you roll with me, yeah, you know we rollin' high
Up on them 37 Nittos, windows tinted hard to see though
How fresh my baby is in the shotgun seat, oh
Them kisses are for me though, automatic like a free throw
This life I live it might not be for you but it's for me though
This is how we roll...
Mike started turning her and laughing as they sang. Bonnie's laughter was contagious and her smile was captivating. Especially with her hair cut short. Her whole face just stood out. Ginny watched Mike as he made Bonnie smile.
"That guy lookin' for a fight with Damon?" Ginny asked Stefan.
"Who Mike? Naw. He's probably the only man beside me who Damon will let dance with her. Besides, Mike don't like Sybil. Damon knows it, so bringing her around hits a sore spot for a few people."
"Yeah, well, I just don't want Damon and Bonnie fighting. Look I get it, he screwed up. But I just think if they could talk about it, they could resolve their issues. It's all miscommunication. I'm sure, he's hurt too!" Ginny said.
"Well, the problem with D and Bird, is they fell in love young, and when they were growing up, they just didn't know how to grow together, and both have what they wanted. When they separated, they each felt betrayed by each other, and they are angry at each other."
"Well, she has a fiancé, and unless they get it together before he gets here next week... they may never get it together, and I want my Godson to be in the best possible situation."
"You mean, you don't hate my brother?"
"No. the past week and a half I've learned a lot about the two of them. I finally feel as though I get to see the real Bonnie. And it's been since she's been around him. I've never seen her so emotional and open. She's always been a nine to five girl and I could only loosen her up when I got her drunk. But now, she's in her element. She's happy. I mean, you can't see it on the surface, but I can see the changes in her."
...
Bonnie and Mike keep dancing and smiling. Damon finally spots Bonnie and can't stop looking at her. "What are you looking at?" Sybil asks him.
"Nothing, just looking at all of the people who came out to Lily's birthday."
"You're mother is a lost cause, ya know? She left her husband once, shell do it again. Women like that... like your mother, and Bonnie, they don't know how to deal with life when it gets tough. Bonnie left you, Damon. Your mother left you, Damon. But me. I stuck around. I stayed in Georgia for you." He was listening to her, but beyond her was where his eyes kept going. She grabbed his chin and pulled his face to hers. "Look at me."
"Damn woman. The hell is wrong with you?"
"You're watching her. I can feel it. You have a certain intensity in your face when you see her smiling with someone else." He looked at her wondering why she'd notice such a thing. "I remember in Georgia, you watched her so carefully. Any man walked up to her, you swore he was trying to woo her away. You watched carefully. This look came upon your face, of intense devotion." Sybil looked up at Damon. "Question is... When are you going to look at me that way?"
"I don't know what you're talkin' 'bout."
"Sure. It's simple, you are insecure. But she's a girl, you need a woman like me." He could barely hear Sybil when Bonnie was present. He didn't want to be rude so tried to get away from the hard thoughts.
"Sy, let's go get some fresh air. I need some air." She grabbed him by the hand and lead him out of the building.
...
"Ya know, his night turned out to be good after all. I didn't plan to stay this long but, you showed up." They sat at the bar. "Ginny, this is Mike, Mike Ginny. I know you met yesterday, but under the circumstances... it was tense."
"Yeah, your friend, chewed my head off." He said.
"Sorry, I shouldn't have done that. What can I get you guys to drink?"
"I'll take two Corona's and for the lady?"
"Oh, I'm done, I'm leaving soon."
"What?" Ginny asked. "This ain't because of Damon and his girlfriend, is it?"
"Oh no. I didn't intend to stay. I wanted to support you and you've got Stefan, so... you're doing great!"
"Bon, please stay. Please? For me?" Ginny batted her lashes.
"Yeah, how can you say no to that pretty face?" Mike said, making Stefan take a second glance.
"Fine. I'll stay. But I don't want drama or trouble, and I don't want to talk about the elephant in the room. I'm just here to dance."
"And drink. Here." Ginny gave her another Lynchburg Lemonade.
"You just want my tips." Bonnie said.
"Well you are a good tipper."
"So, Ginny if you're from LA, why are you workin' on vacay?"
"It's fun and Stefan is the best boss I've ever had." She looks at him and smiles and he winks at her. Bonnie catches it, but decides it's time to two step again, the music picked back up. Mike looked at Bonnie and pulled her to the side a bit.
"Why, huh? Why did you keep his own son from him? It was wrong."
"Mike, I'm not going to-"
"No, yes you are gonna listen. I don't give a shit, what you two have been through. You're both better than this bullshit. What happened that you just, fell apart?"
"Mike, Damon knows. He's not stupid."
"But you, can't keep a man from his child. If you told him about his son, and he still chose to mess up again, then... you have a right to keep him from him. But he didn't even know. His heart is broken Bird. He's shattered. I've never seen him, the way I saw him today. You need to be easy on him, because, men don't always express feelings the way women do. It's harder for us. Damon is no exception. He's hurt too."
"I know, I was wrong, which is why I told him."
"I just don't get it, I talk to him, he misses you. I talk to you, you miss him... yet we ended up here. Why can't you two talk to each other?"
"I don't know. He has a way of making me forget I'm angry with him, and then I get trapped in the bubble of love with him, and we're in love again. It ain't right, because then I feel as if, I'm not allowed to hurt anymore. And my feelings get ignored."
"He cares about your feelings. Nothing means more to Sal than you."
Bonnie looked out to the dance floor and didn't see him. "Well, it don't matter no more. He's moved on and so have I." She became emotional again, but wouldn't let herself cry.
"The two of you are so stubborn. I just want to slap you both." He wiped her tears and handed her a water with Lemon.
"Oh, God, remember this song... years ago. I loved this song. Doodle used to always make me dance to it, and he'd watch me."
"Honky Tonk Badonkadonk. This song is cheesy as hell." Mike said.
"Which is why I love it."
"Oh Bird, this is your song from back in the day, let's go!" Stefan ran to her excitedly. "You got the bar Ginny?"
"Yup."
"Bird... come on, get your cakes up and let's go shake a tail feather." He grabs her by the hands and she trails behind him holding his hands until they hit the center of the dance floor.
Honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm make you want to swing along...
They sang and stepped out in the floor, as Damon and Sybil walked back in. He remembered how much she loved the song back in the day and watchin' her and Stefan dance together made him remember the good ole days. He walked to the dance floor and smiled watching them laugh and sing. Bonnie looked up and saw him, and at the moment said fuck it all. She grabbed him by the hand and pulled him out on the dance floor with her and Stefan and they all stepped out to the song. She laughed when Damon tried to keep up, he was too busy watching her behind. He forgot Sybil was there for a minute. Bonnie hip bumped him and he grabbed her and wrapped his arms around her. Not because he looks at her so much as his wife, but for a moment she was the sixteen year old girl he used to dance with at all of the town functions. She was his best friend again. He put his hat on her and kissed her cheek. Stefan was following Bonnie's movements and he made his brother do the dance with out holding Bonnie's hips. They enjoyed themselves. They were kids again. They sang the lyrics and continued dancing to one of Bonnie favorite songs from childhood.
Band shuts down at two but we're hanging out 'til three
We hate to see her go but love to watch her leave with that
Damon grabbed Bonnie's arm and twirled her to Stefan, and Stefan twirled her back into him then back to Damon, and Damon twirled her and dipped her and they acted like no one was there but the three of them.
Mike and Ginny watched smiling. "I feel left out. Come on, dance?"
"I can't I'm manning the bar." He jumped behind the bar. "Problem solved." He danced with Ginny and partook in the enjoyment of a moment that everyone in the building seemed to be a part of. Except a few people. As the song ended, Bonnie and Damon held each other for a moment when the music went slower. They made eye contact of a longing nature, and Damon caught Sybil out of the corner of his eye. He held her for a few more seconds, and didn't want to let her go. But he had to. She smiled and let him go, and just like the first time he deployed, she let his hand go, fingertip by everlasting fingertip, and followed Stefan back to the bar, so Damon could go back to his date.
Damon stood there feeling horrible. He knew who she was on the inside. He knew why she did what she did, but he was hurt too. Damon has feelings and Damon is human. All he's ever known how to do is love Bonnie. His driving force in life was loving Bonnie. He watched her walk away and he turned to one angry woman. "Not tonight. It's Lily's birthday." He grabbed her by the hand and they started to dance to the slow song. His sweaty head was airing out now, because his favorite girl had his hat on. His favorite hat, to be exact. Bonnie walked back to the bar and sat.
Ginny and Mike wrapped up dancing and Stefan was back behind the bar. "City girl, why don't you take a break and go hang with Birdie a bit. I'm good. I needed that."
"You sure?"
"I'm sure. I got this."
"Okay, thanks Sugar."
"Sugar?" Bonnie said to herself. Stefan put his hat on Ginny, and smacked her butt as she walked away.
He caught Mikes glance. "Oh. I see. Touché Baby Sal." Mike laughed and ordered more beers and talked to Stefan a while.
"Let's go break your bull ridin' Cherry, Gin. Stef, hand her two shots of tequila. Not Salvatore tequila shots either. Just regular tequila shots." She narrowed her drunken eyes at him.
"Coming up. Alright. Let's all just take a moment to take some shots with Ginny. Double shots on the house for the group." Stefan said.
"Wait, let's get Sal in on this." Mike said. "Sal, SAL!" He got his attentions, and waived him down. Damon walked with Sybil to the group. "Round of shots for the group."
"No thanks." Sybil said. "I don't want any."
"Come on Sy. It's a group effort. Let's all do this... no drama." Mike said.
"Come on baby. One shot ain't gone kill ya?" Damon said.
"Were doin' doubles. Ginny's ridin' the beast." Bonnie said.
"Did you just say, ridin' the beast?"
"Yeah why?"
"You didn't say riding. I see the city is finally wearin' off ya?" Damon said. "What's in your glass?"
"My drank."
"Whatcha wearin' on your tail?"
"My britches."
"Where's Ginny headed after we take these shots?"
"That there beast."
"We was out there in the dance floor doin' what?"
"Shakin' a tail feather." He laughed.
"Well alright. 'Bout damn time."
"Yeah, now let's stop shootin' the shit and take these dranks to the head."
"You two understand we all know your exaggerating the stupid country thing, right? Country people don't talk like that." Mike said.
"Inside joke with birdie and me." Damon looked at Sybil. "Ready, baby girl?" The words made Bonnie stop smiling.
She looked at him crazy and so did Stefan. "What did you just say?" Bonnie asked him.
"What?"
"You just called her, baby girl."
"I didn't, I said baby."
"No, you didn't, but it's okay." Bonnie said. "Let's just, getter done."
"Bottoms up." Stefan said. Everyone took their shots and headed to the beast.
"Come on Ginny. Now... I'm gone spin you ten times before you get in. Once you're on your tenth spin, walk to the beast right away and hop on. Let's see if you can stay on the whole time." Bonnie began spinning Ginny.
Everyone counted..."One...two...three... four... five... six... seven... eight... nine... ten!" Ginny fumbled towards the bull and lost her footing after those two shots. She fell on the Matt before getting to the bull. Stefan helped her up and helped her on the bull.
"Come on Ginny. Pop that cherry, baby!" Bonnie screamed and everyone started cheering for her. Everyone cheered for Ginny while she held on for dear life. "Oh God. No! Poor girl." Bonnie laughed.
"She doesn't stand a chance, do she?" Stefan asked.
"Not a chance in hell." Bonnie said. It they kept cheering for her. Two seconds later she was face first on the cushioned mat.
"Great try Gin." She got up and held her stomach. Walked off the mat and towards the group.
"You all set me up. Haha. My cherry's popped. Am I initiated in this crazy gang now or what?"
"I guess," Damon said shruggin' his shoulders and smiling, the tapping her on the shoulder with a soft punch.
"Bon, when this night is over, I'm not leavin' Abby's house for two days."
"Yeah... you're gone need the rest."
"Well, umm, were gone take off now. Sy is tired and I should get her back." Everyone knew it was a lie. she wasn't tired. She was jealous and hated sharing him with his family. Bonnie looked at them quickly and then nodded her head. She allowed them a chance to say by to the group while he went to the bathroom. "Lawss. Here's a key. Have fun tonight."
"Okay man. See you, probably in the mornin' I'm guessin' I don't need to hear anymore hollerin' tonight."
"You gone leave Lily's party, we haven't even sang happy birthday!" Stefan said.
"His mother missed so many of his birthdays I'm sure she can handle Damon leaving early. Hell, at least he came." Sybil said.
Damon rolled his eyes. "Say will you excuse me a minute. I'll meet you at the truck."
"Of course, baby. Don't keep me waiting too long." She kissed him aggressively and headed out of the bar. He ran to catch up to Bonnie at the bathroom. "Birdie?"
She turned to him. "Hey."
"Uhh, I just thought, maybe..." he fumbled unable to find the right words. He couldn't even say what he wanted, because the sentence had never been formed to leave his lips. He was nervous and anxious. His sweaty hands fidgeted in his pockets.
"Would you like to meet your son?"
"Yeah, if you'll let me."
"Of course I will, Damon. I'm here for almost two and a half more weeks. Let me know when you're ready. Just so you know, I'm goin' back to LA, after the wedding. So, the sooner you meet him, the more time you'll get to spend with him before we leave."
His face was sad, but hopeful. "Of course. Maybe I can come by tomorrow."
"Fine, but, I don't want that woman comin' with you. Maybe seems cruel of me, but, I just don't think she should be involved in this situation. At least not right now."
"Of course, not. I wouldn't think of it."
She nodded her head. "Okay. We'll see you tomorrow. Just call my phone." She turned to go to the bathroom.
He grabbed her by her arm. "Hey..." she turned to him. "If I called her baby girl, I didn't mean to. I ain't never thought of her in that way. I ain't never called her that before either. I think it was a combination of seein' you and everything that lead to that moment. That's always been my special nickname for you only."
"I believe you, Damon. I mean, it did hurt me. It crushed me. But I won't try to stop you from bein' happy."
"Right. Well, umm." He hesitated.
"Oh, hey, your hat." She went to take it off and give it to him.
"Naw, I'll get it tomorrow. It always looks better on you anyway."
"Okay." She grinned.
"I'll see you tomorrow?"
"Yeah. For the record, you should sing to your momma. Don't leave until after happy birthday. I know your momma hurt you, but, you only get one, and if I've learned anything, even when a parent is absentee a lot... once they're gone, they're gone. You ain't never gonna get 'em back. You will miss them like crazy. Hopefully you reconsider leaving."
"Maybe I will."
"Okay, well, if I don't see you when I'm done then I'll see you tomorrow. Night Doodle."
He smiled, "Doodle? Hmmm."
Bonnie eyes watered. "You'll always be Doodle to me." He could tell she was getting emotional, which always made him emotional.
"Night little bird." She smiled and walked in to the bathroom and wiped the tears before her face could even think to turn red. All that mattered was Dylan, will finally meet his daddy. That's all she could focus on, and for that, she was happy.
Excerpt Pt 11:
Her chest sank in again, hearing the words as they left his lips. She just held it all in. And a part of him wanted to see her react, feel, be hurt, say some words in anger, cry... he wanted to feel as though he meant something to her. But she didn't show it. She just concealed it. Selfishly.
They really love each other in this story. But, now there are things in the way of that. There is a little drama and Bonnies fiancé hasn't even showed up yet. Feel free to drop your thoughts.
Song Credits:
Trace Adkins/Honky Tonk Badankadonk
Florida Georgia Line/This is how we roll (Dedicated to skb13)