Chapter fifty-seven

Charlie's POV 

Seeing my parents for the first time since I was 13 wasn't suppose to go like this.

I saw every word that would form.

Saw how they would be born, first in my mind and then in my mouth.

Each one standing strong, brave as it slipped from my lips and landed on their ears.

I had a plan for this, I knew what I'd say, knew what I'd do if I ever saw them again.

But the stress of everything took over, racking up my anxiety. Shaking my body to its core. Suddenly, everything I thought I had on a leash was now running wild, and no matter how hard I tried to talk myself down, I couldn't.

A growl ripped from my throat as I ran my hands back through my long blonde locks, tucking them behind my ears. I close my eyes, grasping the nape of my neck. Trying to form words, trying to do anything but stand here starting at Laura and joe. But the only thing that formed was an ache in my chest. They have to want something, no way t