Almost

Jun 11, 2006 12:37

*stands at the window, watching Hayden play outside with Deacon*

Hayds is, well, he's not as happy as I want him to be. And I know it isn't my fault, so someone has to be to blame.

He came home last night with Deacon. *rubs the back of his neck* I love my baby brother, and if that kid makes him happy, then I'm completely willing to let him keep him. After all, chances of Ryan coming back to get him are pretty fucking slim right now.

But someone must have talked to him, to Hayds, because he's been distracted all morning. Like when he gets upset, but doesn't want to talk to me about it. And I don't like that.

*walks back to the bed, climbing back in before Hayden comes inside, not wanting Hayden to know he's up and walking* I can make him happy. He loves me, and I love him. Why the fuck couldn't Ryan just stay the fuck away? God, I didn't want to hurt anyone. I just wanted my own fucking chance at happiness. One without Ryan Phillippe around to fuck it up this time.

Is that too much to ask for?

tchristensen

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