Crooked halos Ch. 12
by LilAngelGirl
 

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Chad closed his eyes as months of tears poured out of them. He had lost her, the only woman he had truly loved was gone. Falling on his bed he wiped his eyes roughly with his hand. "This can’t be happening." He whimpered trying to breath. " We can’t be over."
Pulling himself up he sat on the bed and shook his head. Julian Crane had caused this, he was the reason Theresa forced him out of her life. "That man will pay." He growled. " He’ll pay for everything he has done." He yelled picking up a cup from the night stand and flinging it at the wall. Anger swept through Chad like never before, as all the pain in his life suddenly caught up with him.
No parents.
No one to love.
Living scared and alone.
Loosing his brown eyed angel.

Theresa will you come back here?" Chad laughed.
"What’s wrong? Chicken?" She yelled grabbing a snow ball. "Come on Chad, fight back!" She giggled throwing the mass of snow at him, just missing his head and hitting his arm.
"Oh you’re going to pay for that one." He grinned running toward her scooping up snow from a park bench.
"Chad you wouldn’t!" She screeched as he pitched the snow at her, laughing as her hair became dusted with white.
Laughing with everything in her she ran toward him as he scooped her up whirling her around. "You look like a angel Resa. My brown eyed snow angel." He said kissing her forehead. Sitting her down she smiled and looked up at him.
"Chad?" She whispered.
"Yeah Resa?" He asked wiping snow from her hair.
"Kiss me." She said leaning up to him.
"But we said we’d take it slow."
"Then kiss me slowly." She smiled.
Swallowing Chad leaned down and let his lips touch hers for the first time.

"God please don’t take her from me." He screamed falling to the floor. "Not Resa, I need her."
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Charity opened the door to Bray’s home and walked in. Her head hurt and her mind was reeling.
"Thanks for playing along." Bray smiled shutting the door behind her.
"Yeah no problem." She nodded almost dazed.
"Mom and Dad really liked you, too bad I’ll have to tell them its over in a few days." Bray went on. "I know mother is going to have a duck fit with me."
"Uh huh." Charity said looking up at Bray. "I’m going to get ready for bed. Its been a long night." She frowned.
"Did you hear anything I said?" Bray questioned.
Charity shook her head. "No, not really." She admitted. "My mind is pretty full right now."
Bray crossed his arms. "Right. But you will see a doctor?"
"Whatever. Doesn’t matter to me." She shrugged.
"Standish, its important."
"To you maybe."
Bray rolled his eyes. "Look, I’m trying to be nice to you here, don’t make it hard on me."
"I never asked you to be nice to me Brayden. We both know you don’t like me."
"Your not that bad." Bray reasoned. "And I want you to get checked out."
Charity let out a huff. "I don’t need you telling me what to do." She suddenly blurted. "Miguel tried to do that and I hated it. I’m not weak, and I can take care of my self."
Brayden let out a angry laugh. "Why do I even bother with you? You know what? Fine! If you can take care of your self then find a job and get out of MY house." He commanded.
"I’ll do that!" Charity screamed.
"Good!" Bray said watching Charity storm out of the room.
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Charity knocked on Chad’s door as she wiped tears from her eyes. "Come on in." He yelled.
Charity walked in and looked at Chad sitting on his bed frowning. " She doesn’t want me." He whispered looking up at Charity, his eyes red and hurt.
"What?" Charity asked walking over and sitting beside him. " Its really over." He sighed. "And its all Julian Crane’s fault." He said gripping his fist together.
Charity’s eyes widen. " Julian’s fault?" She asked.
Chad looked at Charity, "Sure you want to hear this? Because I don’t think I can take you running off too." He muttered.
"I’m not going anywhere." She whispered softly.
"Even if I told you Julian Crane is my father?" He asked bluntly.
Charity let out a loud gasp as her hand fell over her mouth. "What?" She gulped.
"I am the son of Eve Russell and Julian Crane. So, still wanta stick around?" He asked shaking his head.
Charity composed herself. "How can that be?" She almost yelled.
Chad shook his head. "I don’t have a clue. All I know is its true and it cost me the one thing that matters."
"Theresa." Charity sighed.
"I’m the son of the man she hates, and she’s all scared that I might turn out like him."
"Chad that’s crazy, you’re a good person."
"Tell that to her. I walked away tonight because I couldn’t stand to see the fear in her eyes. "
"Chad I’m so sorry." Charity whispered.
"You know I always wanted to find out who my parents were, and now I wish I didn’t know. I could kill that man!" He shouted. "I don’t want a father if it means loosing Theresa."

Charity sighed and closed her eyes as a pain hit her again. "No." She cried out clutching her head. "Not again!" She yelled as her mind flew back in time.

"Charity I think you should sit down." Faith Standish said frowning.
"Mom, I’m going to the mall." Charity informed her mother.
"Charity, I’ve got to tell you something." Faith said wiping a tear.
Stopping in her tracks Charity frowned. "Mom what’s going on?" She asked.
"Its your father." Faith began.
Fear fell in Charity’s eyes. "Daddy? What about daddy?" She asked.
Faith took her daughters hands. "Baby, he was in a accident." She began.
"No. But he’s okay right? He wasn’t hurt was he?" Charity whispered.
"Baby, it was really bad."
"Mom no!" Charity quivered. "Please stop!" She pleaded gripping her mother’s hands.
"He lost so much blood." Faith cried.
"But he’s going to make it right?" Charity whimpered. "Tell me daddy will make it."
Shaking her head Faith cried. "No, Charity he didn’t make it. They tried to save him, but they couldn’t."
"Daddy!" Charity yelled falling on her knees. "No!" She said as Faith fell with her holding her in her arms.
"I want daddy." Charity cried again. "I need him."

"Daddy!" Charity yelled out. "No not my dad." She said again. "Please no!"
Chad grabbed her and looked at her. "Charity what’s wrong."
Shaking she looked up at Chad. "He’s dead." She cried. "My dad died."
Chad took her into his arms and held her, "I’m so sorry." He told her.
"I really am alone." She realized looking up at Chad.
Chad swallowed. "No you’re not. You have me Charity."
Looking up into his eyes emotions flooding through out her Charity leaned closer to Chad. He looked back at her and suddenly without a word their lips met, just as the phone rang.

"Please be there Chad! I am so sorry." Theresa cried holding the phone in her hand. "Just answer the phone and everything will be okay again."