I'm so sorry guys for taking this long to update. I have been reading mostly these days since I can't seem to have much inspiration. I'm sorry for the lack of updates, I will try to make it up to you! Enjoy this chapter

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Noah:

I lift my hand in the air as I hail for a taxi. Once I get in I tell him the address of the house I only visited a couple of times. Why am I here?

I'm growing very anxious. I know I shouldn't have come, but I needed to see her, I miss her, I'm miserable without her and she needs to come back. I will do anything she asks me I just need her back home I need to have ehr in my arms, I can't sleep if she's not next to me.

Everyone in therapy told me to come after her, nobody judged her for leaving me, I wish they would because I was so pissed off at her, but they made me realize it wasn't about me. It was about her and her way to deal with this.

The ride from the airport Valerie's parents house seemed to be hours long, when it is probably half and hour tops. But the closer I get, the slower the time seems to get.

It has been a month. A month since she left the apartment back at new York. I though she'd come back sooner but she didn't and I couldn't wait any longer to see her, I haven't been able to hear her voice because she's ignored every single voicemail in be left her and her sister won't put her in the phone. Chris hasn't been helpful into getting me to talk to her, but I'm tired and I need her close to me. At least for a couple of minutes.

My phone rings in my hand and I roll my eyes picking up Chad's call. He's been a really good friend, helping me deal with all this but he strongly advised me not to come here, however I did, I couldn't wait any longer

“Chad” I say in a form of ‘hello’ he chuckles

“hello romeo, have you seen her yet?” he asks casually and I sigh shaking my head even if he can't see me

“no, this ride from the airport is taking forever” I say tapping with my fingers in my knees, I'm actually very nervous as if this was our first date of I haven't seen her in years, it's only been a month but it felt like forever.

“Are you nervous?” he asks the dreadful question, I know I am but I don't want to show it, specially not to Chad, he's dated Valerie, I have to show him how great our relationship is supposed to be, although it isn't as great.

Why am I acting like a psychotic jealous boyfriend? Chad is my friend and he hasn't had anything with Valerie in over a year, but distancing from her only makes me insecure about out relationship. About her love towards me.

“of course not, it is us, we are perfect for each other, it's never awkward between us, why would I be nervous?” I lie, I know we are in a terrible place, last time we spoke she was convinced I was planning on getting her pregnant, I wonder how we'll do it if we ever decide to have kids again. Is she ever going to want kinds again? Would we ever have sex again?

I shouldn't be thinking about sex, but fuck, do I miss it. Jerking off in the shower is not nearly as good as it is to be with her, we would do it all the time. I'm going crazy without her, she's everything I need.

The taxi stops in front of Valerie's house and I quickly pay before getting out. I don't know if I'll be offered to stay, if not I can always go to a hotel or call Chris, he owes me at least that for bringing Valerie all across the country. I take a deep breath and press the doorbell, my arms are crossed in front of my chest as I tap the floor unpatiently with my foot waiting for them to open the door.

I wonder what Valerie is doing, I haven't hear from her in a couple of days, her sister stopped answering my calls, maybe getting sick of me, who knows, I hope not, she's my only source in how Valerie is doing.

The door opens slowly and she is surprised to see me, he eyes widen and she bites on he bottom lip. Why is Andrea looking like this? She looks disheveled, dark circles around her eyes and just an empty set of eyes. I didn't think she'd ever be like this.

She always had a chery personality and she was so sweet and bubbly all the time. I am surprised what had happened to her?

“Noah, you need to go.” she says sighing. She looks so exhausted. I almost want to do what she asks but I'm not leaving until I see my Valerie.

“Andre, you can't do the same you do on the phone, I just traveled around the country to see her” I say pleading she shakes her head.

“really Noah, it's not a good time for us, just come back in a couple of days day, would you?” she says a little rude, I frown and walk around her inside the house, she's not telling me what to do, specially not with Valerie.

“Noah” she weakly calls after me when I'm walking inside their house without her permission, but I know where Valerie's room is x and she has to be in there. I really hope she is.

I am hesitant when I hold the doorknob of her room. How will she react? I really hope she has missed me as much as I had missed her, I can't wait to hug her, if she allows me to. I can't wait to take her back home and go to the Hamptons beach house for as long as she wants until we both move on from this. I made it my mission to move from that apartment full of awful memories of Stacy, I know it will be better for Valerie and me, I just need her to agree to come with me.

I open the door and take a deep breath, when I walk in I am surprised to not see her there. There at multiple canvases with painting made by her all scattered on the floor. Most of them are abstract dark paintings, and I can't help but feel terrible about her being here all alone. I should've come the day after she left, but she asked me for space and I gave it to her, it's been enough space.

There are big stains of paint in the carpeted floor Stains that I'm sure her mother couldn't take off and must be pissed about. The room looks trashed, like a tornado just went thorough it. How does Valerie sleep here? How do they let her?

“where is she?” I ask Turning around looking at Andrea leaning against the doorframe. She looks at the room sighing

“wow… I had forgotten how terrible this room was” she said, she looked so sad, why is that? She didn't answer my question and I frowned

“Andrea, where is she?” I ask once again, why isn't she home? Im starting to panic because I don't want her wandering around the streets alone.

“Noah, you should leave, I.. “ she begins and I interrupt her shaking my head

“Andrea, tell me” I said sternly, she's avoiding the question too much and I'm starting to get anxious. What's going on?

“Noah…”

“Andrea, please…” I beg, her eyes begin to water and I frown even more confused.

“she… She is… she's at the hospital…the.. The mental hospital” she whispers, tears escaping from her eyes, I suddenly get angry, how could they take her there? . She's not crazy!! Maybe a little depressed but she doesn't need to be Locked in there

“Why would you take her there!!!? “ I exclaim letting anger get the best of me “ she is just sad, she only needed her family to be understanding not to lock her up in a madhouse!!! “ I know I shouldn't say the words but I can't help it, she needs love and affection, not medicines and nurses watching her 24/7 that's insane.

“Noah, you don't understand” she begins but I'm beyond pissed. I don't want to hear her lame excuse.

“you couldn't deal with her being sad? So you just lock her up? What were you thinking?” I start breathing heavily. “I knew I should've ta--” she interrupts me once more, but her words send chills down my spine. I'm frozen on my spot, her words repeat over and over in my head

“Noah, she tried to kill herself….”

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