Goodnight Moon

by hollenheist

AU NM - EPOV, Sequel to Payphone. 'Cause I've been trying way too long to try and be the perfect song when our hearts are heavy burdens we shouldn't have to bear alone. So goodnight moon and goodnight you, when you're all that I think about. All that I dream about. How'd I ever breathe without a goodnight kiss from goodnight you?

10. TEN

It felt odd to be treated like a prisoner, being detained for some nefarious, heinous crime.

A prisoner with a set release date at least.

My visitation rights included at school finally, blessedly, and during the hour of 6pm to 7pm only when Charlie was present.

Still, it gave me time to ensure she ate more than a few bites of granola bar on the way to school.

Getting her body back to a healthy state was only step one of the healing process, though.

Hopefully she would have less time to fret that I would disappear without warning when I was able to spend more time awake with her.

It also gave us more time to talk, which we desperately needed to do but seemed to do so little of.

Any time I was alone with her she would more often than not bite her tongue, physically and metaphorically, as though she thought that broaching any difficult subject was sure to drive me away.

She said she wanted to work on things, but the only discernable change was the weather.

It was a quandary that only time and patience would fix, two things which I thankfully held in spades.