The Broken Pieces novel Chapter 27

I don't want hurt anymore.

No one says anything for while.

A mix of awkwardness and sadness hits us like a wave. We slowly began to drown in our own sorrow and misery. Learning the truth about us hasn't brought us anywhere than we were before. And I don't think it ever will.

Then suddenly, Parker's voice emerges from the sinking tension.

"Do you ever think we can be better than we were before?"

I take a deep breath. "I don't know, Parker. I don't know."

As much as I wanted, I couldn't lie to Parker.

What I said was true, I didn't know what the future had for us.

But one thing I did, is that you can only drown in someone else's darkness for so long before it becomes your own.

And I don't when I came to that conclusion.

Maybe, it was the day I realized that Parker would never love or maybe, it was the day that Tomas stepped back into my life.

But what I do know is when it really hit me hard:

The Morning After Parker Left Me.

Emily Rose

5 years ago

Pain shocked my body.

Everything was pain, but at the same time, nothing was.

"Hello? Have you seen my son?"

"Please, tell me if you've seen him?"

"Please, he's around 6 feet tall and has dark brown hair. His eyes are brown, too. He's in his younger 20's, 2 to be exact. Please, just call me when you see him. His name? Parker. Parker Bowmen. You'll call me? Okay, thank you."

I rested my head in my hands. The sicking tears finally decided to stop as exhaustion hit my body.

This was the 20th time Parker's mom, Charlotte Bowman, had filed a missing person's report.

I'm pretty fucking sure if she files another one, they'll take her to jail.

"Honey," Parker's dad, Adam Bowmen, mutters as dark, cloudy bags hang from his eyes. "Maybe we should call it a day. Try tomorrow?"

She was soon filled with disappointment when she found out that instead of her son, she found his dumbass best friend sleeping in his bed in her Hello Kitty pajamas.

I snuggled closer to the blanket around my shoulders.

Everyone's breaking in many words them one and un-fucking-luckily for me, I'm one of them.

Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months and surprisingly I haven't left Parker's house.

I've put my whole life on hold just waiting for that special day when Parker walks into the door and finally claims what's his.

Me.

My phone rung again and I immediately knew who it was.

A name shined bright onto my phone screen.

God, can't he go away?

Since Parker left, Tomas has been calling me daily and apparently the dumb bitch can't catch a hint.

I don't want him nor do I want to be around him. Just hearing his name irritates me.

"He's still calling?" Cameron's voice appeared from behind me.