Robbie's Return
Sorry no witty title this time, though I think we all know what's going to happen in this story. This takes place in the week that Freddie was stabbed, hope you enjoy it :)
When Robbie got a phone-call from his mum one Thursday evening he wasn't exactly surprised. Despite him moving back to his Aunt's house at her insistence he had still kept in regular contact, exchanging texts daily with the whole family, though they all rang at least once a week too. To hear his mum sobbing brokenly down the phone (she hadn't been her like that since Dad died) was a surprise though, and not a nice one at that.
"Freddie's been stabbed," she finally managed, her words barely understandable through the heavy sobs. Robbie's blood turned to ice and all he could hear was his heartbeat.
"What? No, this isn't funny mum-"
"I'm not joking sweetheart," Sandy said, trying to sound comforting though the effect was slightly ruined every time her voice cracked. "The doctors are saying he should be okay, he's still in intensive care but he's awake."
Relief flooded through Robbie as he sat down on the bed, legs finally giving out, as he tried his best to calm his breathing.
"These last few days have made me realise how short life really is and how fragile too." Sandy continued and Robbie forced himself to pay attention, since being kicked out he'd been trying to turn over a new leaf. His resolutions included many things, one of which was to listen to mum whenever she was talking. So far he was doing quite well, but it wouldn't do him any good turning his back on those resolutions now. "I don't want to spend the rest of mine with my baby halfway across the country. We all miss you so much Robbie, especially Jason and I guess what I'm trying to say is... well will you come back to us."
And of course Robbie says yes. He misses his mum. He misses his brothers. He misses Lindsey. Really he just misses his family. And his auntie kind of smelt like cat biscuits 24/7. The very next day he's on a train back to Chester and the whole family is at the station, waiting for him. Even Freddie (and Robbie's kind of concerned because he only got stabbed a few days back so he should really be in hospital still.)
There's a lot of hugging and tears. He's not even sure who's crying any more, he just missed everyone so much and he can't believe that his mum gave him another chance, not after all the shit he's pulled in the past. But this is different, he can feel it. He's not going to blow this, he can't. He almost lost his family once before and it was the worst thing that had ever happened to him. He doesn't want to ever go through that again, so he can do this, he can stay out of trouble, he will do it, even if it kills him.
A bit shorter than all previous chapters, but I hope everyone still likes it, it's quality not quantity after all. I just want to thank everyone for the amazing feedback I got last chapter, I asked you guys to send in some more prompts and you did not disappoint.
Before I posted that last chapter I had enough prompts to last me till chapter nine, which really isn't a lot, but now I have enough material for twenty chapters total. I'm so excited to get started on all of your ideas, they are all fabulous and it means so much that you trust me to take your ideas and write them up, I hope I don't disappoint.
As always, if you have an ideas review or pm me and just leave a review even if you don't. I love hearing feedback from you guys, it makes this story so much easier to write.
Next Story – My first Frindsey (well sort of) – unrequited love really is the worst sort, and Freddie's got plenty of experience of that.