Chapter 18

Reunited War

With Leo back in my life, I was happy.

I tried to ask him what had happened since he left, but he always shrugged it off, telling me he didn't want to speak about it. Michael had to go finalize his divorce, and I was home alone with him.

He was sitting on the floor, leaning on the coffee table, reading a book. I was sitting on the couch, working on Marilyn.

"What are you reading?" I asked.

"Nothing." He replied, coldly.

"Leo, what's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing." He repeated.

"Leo, there is something wrong, when you can only answer me with nothing." I said.

Leo closed his eyes. "I don't want to be here," He said, looking at me after he stated the statement. "Dad, convinced me to give you another chance."

"Leo, you don't have to be here, if you don't want to be…" I whispered.

I placed my work beside me, and I slid to the floor. Tears poured from my eyes, and I couldn't stop them. Not even if I wanted to.

"Leo, I'm sorry, for all of this." I whispered. "I love you, very much, you have to know that!"

"Yeah, it's hard to believe since you've been behind Dad's back," He said.

"I know, Leo, I know. I am sorry, I went against your trust, I'll never do it again." I pleaded.

"How can I believe you!?" He spat.

"You have to," I begged. "Leo, I'm scared, too!"

"Who said I was scared?" He asked.

I shook my head, and looked into the distance.

The TV was off, and the lights were dimmed. The clock slowly ticked on. I sighed, trying to control myself. Leo, who was now standing and glaring down at me, was fighting hard not to cry.

"Leo, I am sorry, but please don't leave me." I cried.

"Why shouldn't I?" he asked, voice rough.

"Because I lost your father, for a stupid mistake, I now I don't have a right to say stay with me, but I'm asking you anyway, please, don't leave me." I whispered.

Leo's face changed expressions, from hard to soft.