Thread: What Might Have Been (AndNich123 & Reydan)

The words, the tone, both cut through her like a knife. She turned, literally gasping at the sound. She wanted to say something, to react, but aside from her mind literally being nothing more than a blank, she knew it was best to keep quiet. There was such a fire in her expression. Perhaps it was imagined, but Maddy was certain it wasn't all in her head. No. Jenny had every right to be angry, to hate her, to be surprised she was even here. So it would be wrong of her to deny her the right to unleash whatever emotions and unsaid things she had been harboring. Sure it stung, cutting to the bone even, but she deserved this. Maddy couldn't imagine what it must have been like for her to be the one to be there and put the pieces back together, not just for herself but for Charles as well. In that moment, she felt sorrow for her, and the person she was once with Jenny, her best friend, wanted to reach out and embrace her, but instead of Daniel who touched her. In that embrace, she wanted to open the flood gates that had been holding back so much, far more than even she realized, but the pain from Jenny's words still pierced her failing amour. There was a comfort there in his words, in his body being so close to her. He even smelled the same. Had she closed her eyes for a moment and taken a deep breath, it may have made everything fade away for just a second, for a brief moment in time, but reality would have came crashing down, yanking her back to this place she was rooted in. He stepped back and looked towards the house. She knew Charles was inside, even before Daniel spoke, she knew. There was a large part of her that wanted to just run inside, pushing past Jenny and all the emotions she held, but there was also a part of her that wanted to give her former friend a chance to say what she needed to, to address how she was feeling, and if nothing else, she deserved that. No. Yes. I mean, she began, clearly rattled by what had taken place. Thank you Daniel. I much appreciate your.help. You've grown up to be.a truly nice guy. Her eyes glanced over to Jenny. Though she wanted to force a smile, even that was out of her realm of capabilities. I guess I am dumb enough to come back here. The car..it won't..it's having some issues. There's nobody better than Charles. I'm sure you agree. She returned her gaze to Daniel, hoping to find that same understanding he had shown before. A forced smile finally appeared on her lips. Thank you again. For a moment, she thought about telling him maybe it would be better if she simply left. It was clear her presence here was upsetting and not wanted, but something inside of her wanted to see Charles. Something inside of her needed to see him. I'll just go let, she began, motioning towards the house, Charles know the car is here. Thank you again, she told him before giving Jenny a quick glance and then heading inside. Once inside the house brought back a flood of memories. It didn't seem to have changed much. Maybe her memories were clouded by her emotions. Perhaps they were even failing, but something about it felt familiar, even comforting, and yet painful. It was wrenching to be there again. She could the hear the laughter, the conversations, the jokes that had been told within the walls that surrounded her now. A soft smile played on her lips for just a moment. The same pictures still decorated the walls. Well. Almost the same pictures. She noticed the ones with her in the them were gone. She certainly didn't expect him, or his family for that matter, to keep them up. There were new ones there. She could see how Daniel and Jenny had changed since she had been gone. They both had become such a sight to see. Her fingertips traced along the glass of a frame that hung at eye level. It was of all them together. They looked so happy. 'Maybe coming here was a bad idea,' she thought. Turning she headed back towards the door. 'No. I ran away once. Not again. This time I have to stay and see.' She turned around again and softly called out. Charles? Are you here? It's me. Maddy. I brought the car. Charles? She looked around searching for some sight of him. The urge to just leave rose once more, but she fought it and stood her ground. Please, she whispered. Just be here. Please.