Chương 10: CHAPTER 10: The Beginning Of The End
It's Friday, a week goes by and I haven't heard from Andrew. It's been a busy week for me at work anyway, so I don't think much about what happened last Sunday.
But still I can't help thinking about it. And the fact that he didn't try to reach for me the whole week is very unusual, he literally can't go two hours without calling and texting me.
I myself didn't try to talk to him this week. Honestly, I had no mood and it amused me well that he left me alone and at peace with myself after one year of annoying me. But again this is not Andrew, so I'm beginning to worry about him.
What is actually wrong with him? Well, I don't deny that I was avoiding him the whole week. I didn't have lunch with him as usual, he didn't pick me up Monday morning so I used my car that day and the next ones.
I don't know what's going on with him, we never were like that. I mean I'm the one who ignores their partner in this relationship and he's the one who keeps holding on to whatever is left from this hopeless togetherness.
Maybe I should call him or go to his office; it's just next to the publishing house I work at. No, actually I should calm down because I'm taking it too far. Andrew is surely just busy with work, I am busy too anyway.
My thoughts drifted away from the book I have in front of me. I wasted enough time thinking about unimportant things, now I have to get my attention back to my reading whereas I must give a report next Monday.
I keep reading for two hours and a half, as a passage from the book catches my attention.
"You keep waiting for that one special text, that one exciting call, coming from the one and the only person you spend your love on. Hoping that love will be received by open arms of that person, but the waiting consumes it all. Until all it remains from that love you carry in your soul is a False Hope" I read, just loud enough for me to hear.
I needed to hear myself reciting these words, because I strangely feel they're written for me.
I am waiting for things I will never have, but I can't help it. I can't stop thinking he will contact me someday. Someday...
Sometimes, I feel like the only thing that keeps me going on with my life is that I believe I may see him or that I may check my phone and find a text from him, saying he's sorry or maybe just to know if I am okay.
Because it is too late to say sorry now. Though, it is never too late to apologize to a loved one.
If only he ever truly loved me.
It really feels like my whole existence depends on that False Hope. It is darkening me, hurting me and making me hurt the ones who do deserve my love. Not my fault. He got me trapped, he moved on but I didn't and probably still don't. Not able to go on and not able to go back.
I'm trapped in a glass house, still replaying the past in my head, confused by the present and giving up completely about the future. I already lost everything I once cared about.
I slowly come to reality, shaking my head. It's already 4:30 PM; I close the book while sighing. I sigh a lot, like too much.
Maybe every time I do sigh I hope to let go of some sadness and despair. Again, False Hope...
I check my phone. Not what you think, no, not this time. I actually want to see if Andrew called me or anything, because it is REALLY unusual and I'm beginning to worry for real. I consider to call him, but to be honest I'm not really fan of phone calls. It occurs to me that I can just wait for him by his car, he always parks at the same place. But if I do it, I will look obsessed to him and I hate to look obsessed.
Technically, it has nothing to do with obsession given that we are a couple so it is perfectly normal if I want to see him. It's 4:50 now; I stop overthinking and start to gather my things, a little too fast.
I have to get to his car before him. I grab my things and open the door of my office to go as fast as I can and...
And I find myself face to face with Andrew. I am surprised and sort of embarrassed for a reason that is unknown to me. I feel like a creeper in that moment.
"Hey" he says casually, after a minute of awkward silence. Andrew really looks so sexy in his dark blue tuxedo.
"Hey" I answer, with a neutral face. All of a sudden I am speechless and I really don't know what I should say.
"You're in a hurry as I see" he says, raising his eyebrows at me as he puts his hands in his pants' pockets. He does this a lot.
"Yeah, I want to see my boyfriend that I didn't hear from the whole week" I say, with a calm tone yet raising my eyebrows too in defiance.
He looks tired, obviously not ready for a fight or Classic Couples questions. But I need to know what was wrong with him, so I'll ask later.
"Let's talk in the car" he says, closing my office's door.
"Okay, but I brought my car" I say, a little confused. I have no idea what does he want to talk about.
Out of nowhere, it crosses my mind what happened last Sunday although I know he didn't hear me. Still, I can't stop myself from assuming that he knows.
"It's okay, Jess" Andrew assures me, with a smile on his face.
His smile pushes away all the negative thoughts from my mind, he takes my hand in his and we go on our way, everything seems normal. Just for a second I almost believe it. We stay silent until we get to his car, though honestly it wasn't an awkward silence.
We get inside his black Jeep SUV, I am about to wear my seatbelt when he grabs my hand. I look at him immediately.
"How are you?" Andrew asks me, with a very serious tone while holding my gaze.
"I'm good. And you?" I ask. Actually my real question is what is going on with you?
"I'm good" he assures me, though his eyes say another tale.
"No you're not" I decide to say, shaking my head.
"I'm sorry I didn't call or anything I just had a lot of work and I guessed that you want some space so I...well. That's it" he stops and takes a deep breath.
Who told him that I needed space? I usually tell him that. I really thought we were good. Well, at least before what I did.
"I don't know. But I got worried about you" I say, not thinking too much or else I will just stay quiet.
"By the way, I really wanted to call you but it looked like you were avoiding me" I continue. He stares at me for a minute, until it becomes uncomfortable.
Andrew leans his face closer to mine, now our faces are just two inches apart. My heart beats so fast and my mouth feels dry.
"I can't even if I want to, Jess" was the last thing he says before he puts his lips on mine.
The pressure of our lips sends a warm sensation through my body and I literally feel my heartbeats in between my thighs. Andrew breaks the kiss first then looks at me passionately as he brushes my cheek with his hand; I put my uninjured hand on his knee giving it a little squeeze.
If only I can feel this good forever. With him. With Andrew...
"I've missed you" he tells me, with a very low voice.
"I've missed you too, Andrew" I tell him and I really mean it.
He looks at me, very surprised like he doesn't expect me to say it.
"Come live with me, my love" Andrew says.
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