ciao sinners!
I know I know, I haven't updated memories in a while and I shouldn't start a new fic... But this story will have very small chapters and b/c I don't have much time I will be able to update sooner:) It's not a very good story, but I hope te enjoy it anyways. I'm not giving up on memories, I'll try to give te new chapters of that one in the weekends. Meanwhile I hope te enjoy this story!
‘You can’t go away! te promised!’, Lisa screamed. ‘I know, but...’ Hugh tried, although he knew it wouldn’t help. ‘No buts! te know how important it is that te are here with me this weekend!’, Lisa was on the verge of tears right now. He knew how much she wanted him to be there this weekend, she had no doubts about that. Knowing that made it so much più painful that he was going away. ‘Honey, I...’, Hugh tried again. ‘Don’t te honey me! I can’t believe that te are leaving me here so I will be all alone on Sunday! Don’t te realize that it’s the 12th of July successivo Sunday? And where the hell do te have to go that is più important?’ She was still screaming at him, getting angrier every secondo while tears where flooding from her eyes down her face.
Hugh stood there watching the floor while his mind was going into overdrive. He knew all too well it was the 12th of July successivo Sunday. He knew she needed him to be there that day, but he just… he couldn’t. He felt guilty about leaving her here all da herself on that day, but somehow he thought it would be better, that he would only make it worse da being there. He was quickly brought back to reality when Lisa screamed angrily at him. ‘Hugh! Where the hell are te going?’ He blushed and was still staring at the floor, ‘I-I am going to London…’ At hearing that Lisa raged out. ‘LONDON? te bastard! te are going to London? On Sunday? Doesn’t all this mean anything to you?! Don’t I mean anything to you? I thought te were one of the good guys Hugh! I thought I finally found someone who loves me and treats me right and once again it comes back to bite me in the ass! te are even worse than all the other ones! And te know what! Go to London! Go have fun at the other side of the ocean with your precious family! But don’t te dare to ever come back! I never ever want to see te again! Do te hear me! NEVER! I hate you! Now te have exactly 5 minuti to get your stuff and get the hell out of my house! And don’t te dare forget anything o I’ll burn it! Everything about te makes me just want to vomit right now! te selfish son of a bitch!’ She hadn’t stopped crying during her outburst, her emotions had taken control of her hurt slowly overshadowing anger. It was just too much. Right now she didn’t think she would survive the weekend and that just may be it would be better that way.
Is Lisa overreacting or...? Please rate and review?
I know I know, I haven't updated memories in a while and I shouldn't start a new fic... But this story will have very small chapters and b/c I don't have much time I will be able to update sooner:) It's not a very good story, but I hope te enjoy it anyways. I'm not giving up on memories, I'll try to give te new chapters of that one in the weekends. Meanwhile I hope te enjoy this story!
‘You can’t go away! te promised!’, Lisa screamed. ‘I know, but...’ Hugh tried, although he knew it wouldn’t help. ‘No buts! te know how important it is that te are here with me this weekend!’, Lisa was on the verge of tears right now. He knew how much she wanted him to be there this weekend, she had no doubts about that. Knowing that made it so much più painful that he was going away. ‘Honey, I...’, Hugh tried again. ‘Don’t te honey me! I can’t believe that te are leaving me here so I will be all alone on Sunday! Don’t te realize that it’s the 12th of July successivo Sunday? And where the hell do te have to go that is più important?’ She was still screaming at him, getting angrier every secondo while tears where flooding from her eyes down her face.
Hugh stood there watching the floor while his mind was going into overdrive. He knew all too well it was the 12th of July successivo Sunday. He knew she needed him to be there that day, but he just… he couldn’t. He felt guilty about leaving her here all da herself on that day, but somehow he thought it would be better, that he would only make it worse da being there. He was quickly brought back to reality when Lisa screamed angrily at him. ‘Hugh! Where the hell are te going?’ He blushed and was still staring at the floor, ‘I-I am going to London…’ At hearing that Lisa raged out. ‘LONDON? te bastard! te are going to London? On Sunday? Doesn’t all this mean anything to you?! Don’t I mean anything to you? I thought te were one of the good guys Hugh! I thought I finally found someone who loves me and treats me right and once again it comes back to bite me in the ass! te are even worse than all the other ones! And te know what! Go to London! Go have fun at the other side of the ocean with your precious family! But don’t te dare to ever come back! I never ever want to see te again! Do te hear me! NEVER! I hate you! Now te have exactly 5 minuti to get your stuff and get the hell out of my house! And don’t te dare forget anything o I’ll burn it! Everything about te makes me just want to vomit right now! te selfish son of a bitch!’ She hadn’t stopped crying during her outburst, her emotions had taken control of her hurt slowly overshadowing anger. It was just too much. Right now she didn’t think she would survive the weekend and that just may be it would be better that way.
Is Lisa overreacting or...? Please rate and review?
