Thomas' POV
"Charlie please just don't make a permanent decision on a temporary emotion, please just wait till you heal. You will feel different once you heal"
I could feel my heart being squeezed and just when I thought I couldn't take any more she gave me the final blow: Let's face it Thomas, if I hadn't been pregnant, we wouldn't have stayed together, just leave, and Thomas, please don't come back."
I sat on the edge of her bed trying to find the words to change her mind but if telling her I love her wasn't enough I don't know what I could possibly say. In one day, I've lost everything, I've lost my future. I stood and walked to the door but couldn't will my feet to go further, I hoped she would change her mind, that she would ask me to stay but she didn't, so I left.
I went to my parents to pick up the rest of my stuff, I couldn't be around anyone right now.
"Thomas! I've been calling you, Henry told us Charlie was in an accident, is she okay? Is the baby?"
My father's voice was full of concern and my sister added: Well? Don't keep us in suspense, are they okay? I looked at my sister and back to my father, but I couldn't bring myself to say the words tears formed and fell without effort and all I could do was shake my head. Tiff ran to me and wrapped her arms around me, but I felt like I was in hell and numb all at once and I just stood there. I felt sick over the entire thing, and I had to push Tiff off of me to run to the bathroom, but I couldn't make it, I puked all over the floor right as Franny came in: Oh Mr. Parker.
She ran to my side and rubbed my back like she used to do when I was a little boy: I'm sorry Franny, I'm sorry. I looked at my family and apologized and walked out. In my room Tiff barged through the door as I packed the last of my things and I tried to walk past her, but she put her hands on my chest and pushed me back: I care about Charlie too, if you think I'm going to allow you to walk out of here without telling me what happened your delusional. Thomas even if it hurts, please tell me what happened.
I knew that Tiff would leave me be until I told her, I had to turn away to get the words out: She was pregnant with twins, they both died, she most likely will never be able to get pregnant again... and she left me. Thats what happened Tiff, you happy now?
Tiff was shocked to say the least, tears filled her eyes, and her cheeks turned pink as she tried to embrace me. I lifted my hands to say no: I… I can't.
I took my thing's, and I left the house without another word from anyone.
Charlie's POV
I was in the hospital another 2 days before being discharged, my mother came to pick me up and when we got home I laid on the couch to rest. The hospital gave me something to sleep which was about the only thing I could do to not be sleep deprived and I slept like a baby over the next few days as I recovered from surgery. My mother wanted to know why Thomas hand been around and I finally had the courage to tell her.
I told her everything that had happened, How Tillie was behind it and how even though it absolutely broke my heart, I had to tell Thomas the babies had died and distance myself till I could find proof of what Tillie did, or at the very least make sure she could never do it again.
My mother started at the carpet wide eyes and at first, I thought she was just processing everything I had said but at least thirty minutes went by, and I started to worry it was more than that: Mom? Are you okay?
"We need to contact your father!"
"What? No mom, for one that in itself could be dangerous, for two there's no guarantee that he would come."
"He will come Charlotte, he promised he would if one or both of us were ever in danger"
"I mean, is he even alive still?" I didn't want to say it and my mother winced at my words, she never moved on from my father. She's loved him my entire life and even though I've never met the man she said he was the picture of devotion, that the only reason he wasn't in our lives was to keep us safe.
I may not believe that he loves us but if there is even a possibility of him feeling even the slightest bit obligated to help, I am going to jump at the opportunity.
"Okay… Do it" My mother ran to her room to get a card; it was old and creased and I started to have my doubts seeing it. I watched as she dialed the number and I heard the phone ring over and over before going to voicemail: Hello Enzo, it's me and your little bird, we could really use your assistance.
"Little bird?"
My mother laughed and stared off reminiscing about the past: Even when you were old enough to eat on your own, you would only eat if he fed you by hand. He said you were his litt…
The phone rang and my mother jumped to answer it: Hello?"
"Hello my love"
"Enzo"
"I'll be there soon, don't call this number again, okay?"
He hung up and with that we waited, both of us in shock but most likely for different reasons. Within a few hours there was a nock at the door and my mother started to shake, she couldn't even stand to get the door. I walked over to it and looked through the peephole to see my father for the first time. His hair was thick and slicked back under his fedora and he worse a 3 piece suit with a double breasted pea coat. God could you be more of a cliché? I opened the door and narrowed my eyes at him trying to size him up. He looked at me and smiled, his eyes bright and sharp before saying: You got your mothers good looks little bird, but you got my eyes.
I opened my arms gesturing to come in and I watched him as he past me to go into the living room where he saw my mother. She was sobbing the moment she saw him, I couldn't see his face but I saw him steady himself on the back of the love seat as his shoulders shook. She made it to her feet and he walked to her and rapped him arms around her lifting her off the ground as he kissed her.
I left the room and an hour later they called me back. I walked in to find my mother's hair a mess, it took everything in me not to laugh but I held it together.
"So little bird, your mother tells me you got yourself into quite the predicament, she told me the what, who and why. I have to say, I'm impressed, its not easy to land a billionaire"
His words were shocking and revolting, I wanted to slap him but instead I just slapped him verbally: Okay, first off Enzo, my name is Charlie, not little bird. Secondly, I didn't land a billionaire, I fell in love with a man, and I could give a rat's ass about his money. And third, I broke up with him until my unborn twins and I are no longer in danger so are you going to agree to help me or are go back to being as useless of a father as you've always been.
"CHARLOTTE! Apologize now!"
I stood my ground, and he lifted his hand to my mother saying it was okay before he got up and walked to me slowly.
He put his hands on my shoulders, and I shrugged but he kept them there. His face looked angry almost: Are you telling me, that I… am going to be… a grandpa? His entire face lit up and his smile practically reached from ear to ear, I actually couldn't help but smile as he danced in circles. I could see why my mother was still in love with him, his smile and laugh were infectious, and he had damn near limitless amounts of charm.
He stopped and his face went back to being serious as he reached out to grasp my arms: I haven't been in your life that's true; I did see you when you graduated college, you wore a little red dress and heels that were too high you took them off halfway through the ceremony and walked across the stage barefoot.
My mother and I both inhaled sharply at his revelation: I'm sorry I was being an ass before, of course you're not a gold digger little… Charlie. That was the furthest thing from my mind and I'm sorry that I'm not the most tactful person, it's what happens being away from your mother for so long.
I smiled at him: Thank you for saying that I'm sorry for what I said as well I guess I feel a little resentful watching mom be in so much pain all these years.
Enzo asked me as many questions as he could think of and wrote down every answer. I told him everything I could possibly remember and by the end of the day he had to leave again. He held my mom for at least 5 minutes and kissed her goodbye. Once he was gone I had to console my mother who I'm sure was broken hearted all over again.