Charming had been laying low for a couple of days. He had
known I had heard the rumor about him and his ex-wife. When he finally called
me all he said was, “I am very sorry and I understand if you don’t wish to talk
to me.”
“Did it really happen?” I asked, not sure I could handle the
truth.
There was a long pause, “unfortunately yes. She stayed the
night at my house the other day and it happened.”
It hurt, knowing I had just started to let him in, “why?”
“Honestly Beck, I don’t know. It was a mistake. I care you
for you so deeply and I don’t why I let her attempt to ruin our relationship.”
He said softly.
I sighed and looked out across the meadow in front of me, “Okay.”
“Can you forgive me?” He asked.
I had already, it was a part of something I recognized after
the wreck, the fact that I tend to hold onto things and develop a bitterness. “yes.”
“So where do you want to go from here?” He asked.
I sighed, “Honestly I don’t want to just jump back into it. Let’s
just take our time. Be friends and see if a relationship is really going to
work.”
“There is someone else, isn’t there.” He said quietly.
“No, but I’m not in a hurry. I want to enjoy myself right now;
I don’t want to have to worry about working on a relationship for awhile.” I
said attempting to make him understand. “I have to learn to trust you again.”
He sighed, “Whatever makes you happy.”
Truth be told I am happy right now being single, sure the
first night I partied way to hard, but afterwards I realized that being single
has its ups. I don’t have to explain to him why I drunk texted my ex, why those
whiskey and cokes were going down so smooth, I don’t have to explain to him who
drove me home. Hell I don’t have to explain anything to him and right now that’s
just how I like it. Being young and wild and free!
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