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Authors: Annalisa Nicole
Tags: Romance, Literature & Fiction, Contemporary, Contemporary Fiction, Contemporary Women, Women's Fiction
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your fucking mind?” she shrieks.
“Well I never thought about it that way, but if that’s what it takes then yeah, I guess I am.” I drive to a park and pull into a parking space and turn off the engine. I take a deep sigh and turn my body towards her. She crosses her arms over her chest and glares out the passenger side window.
“I’m sorry. But you left me no choice. I just didn’t know how to make you listen to me. This has gotten serious. Just look at yourself. How much weight have you lost? You’re not going to therapy, you’re not going to family dinners, and as much as I hated it, you’re not going to Deuce’s anymore, because it fucking burned to the ground. I’m worried about you.” She turns her head and gives me a dirty look. Shit! I’m attacking her when all I want is for her to listen to me so I can explain to her that I love her and why I felt like I had to do what I did and ask her to give me another chance.
I sigh. “Look, let me say what I have to say, then if you want, I’ll take you home and leave you alone.” She doesn’t make a move so I take that as an ‘I’ll listen’.
“I shouldn’t have broken up with you. I thought I was doing you a favor, and I was only thinking of myself and I made a huge mistake.” She turns her head and her eyes just about pop out of her head. Shit, that sounded really bad and not at all how I needed to explain it to her.
“Shit, that’s not what I meant to say…”
“You said what you wanted, now take me home,” she says looking back outside the passenger window.
“No, I’m an idiot, that’s not it. Look what I mean to say is…”
“If you aren’t going to take me home, you need to let me out,” she says without any emotion.
“Chloe, please look at me,” I plead one last time.
She turns her face to me and there’s just nothing there. No emotion, no sense of any of the Chloe I know and love. I can tell trying to talk to her right now will do neither of us any good. I start the truck and take her home. She gets out of the truck and doesn’t even close the door behind her. I watch her walk into her condo leaving the front door open. She walks out of her heels, drops her purse on the floor and disappears around the corner toward her bedroom. She might as well be the living dead. I get out of my truck, walk to her front door reach around inside, turn the bottom lock and close the door. I call Levi to sit at her house and leave nowhere better than I started.
Chapter 6
Chloe
Max’s reason for breaking up with me was because he thought he was doing me a favor. Well please, by all means, stop doing me favors.
I haven’t talked to Savvy in a while since the bar burned down. I can’t be in this house. I need to get away. I call her cell and hope she picks up.
“Chloe, my God it’s good to hear from you,” she says smacking that ever loving gum in between her teeth.
“Are you busy? Can we meet up somewhere?” I ask.
“Sure thing, sugar. How about the coffee shop next door to Deuce’s? Well where Deuces used to be, that is,” she says and giggles.
“I’ll be there in ten minutes,” I say, and hang up the phone. For the first time in a long time, I feel something in my heart other than anger and loneliness.
Savvy arrives only minutes after I do. She takes one look at me and says, “Oh, babe, what are you doing to yourself?”
“Can we not talk about me, please? I don’t want to be alone, but I don’t want to talk about me either, tell me about you. Anything. Just talk. Please.”
“Well, you don’t have to ask me twice to talk, especially about myself. Alright. Well the bar is going to be rebuilt. Gary got the insurance money and is taking bids for the job. I think Wellington Construction is one of the front runners, too,” she says and clamps her mouth closed. Ugh, the Wellingtons. They seem to have all the good fortune. That will be a nice contract for Adrian though if he gets it.
We each order
“Well I never thought about it that way, but if that’s what it takes then yeah, I guess I am.” I drive to a park and pull into a parking space and turn off the engine. I take a deep sigh and turn my body towards her. She crosses her arms over her chest and glares out the passenger side window.
“I’m sorry. But you left me no choice. I just didn’t know how to make you listen to me. This has gotten serious. Just look at yourself. How much weight have you lost? You’re not going to therapy, you’re not going to family dinners, and as much as I hated it, you’re not going to Deuce’s anymore, because it fucking burned to the ground. I’m worried about you.” She turns her head and gives me a dirty look. Shit! I’m attacking her when all I want is for her to listen to me so I can explain to her that I love her and why I felt like I had to do what I did and ask her to give me another chance.
I sigh. “Look, let me say what I have to say, then if you want, I’ll take you home and leave you alone.” She doesn’t make a move so I take that as an ‘I’ll listen’.
“I shouldn’t have broken up with you. I thought I was doing you a favor, and I was only thinking of myself and I made a huge mistake.” She turns her head and her eyes just about pop out of her head. Shit, that sounded really bad and not at all how I needed to explain it to her.
“Shit, that’s not what I meant to say…”
“You said what you wanted, now take me home,” she says looking back outside the passenger window.
“No, I’m an idiot, that’s not it. Look what I mean to say is…”
“If you aren’t going to take me home, you need to let me out,” she says without any emotion.
“Chloe, please look at me,” I plead one last time.
She turns her face to me and there’s just nothing there. No emotion, no sense of any of the Chloe I know and love. I can tell trying to talk to her right now will do neither of us any good. I start the truck and take her home. She gets out of the truck and doesn’t even close the door behind her. I watch her walk into her condo leaving the front door open. She walks out of her heels, drops her purse on the floor and disappears around the corner toward her bedroom. She might as well be the living dead. I get out of my truck, walk to her front door reach around inside, turn the bottom lock and close the door. I call Levi to sit at her house and leave nowhere better than I started.
Chapter 6
Chloe
Max’s reason for breaking up with me was because he thought he was doing me a favor. Well please, by all means, stop doing me favors.
I haven’t talked to Savvy in a while since the bar burned down. I can’t be in this house. I need to get away. I call her cell and hope she picks up.
“Chloe, my God it’s good to hear from you,” she says smacking that ever loving gum in between her teeth.
“Are you busy? Can we meet up somewhere?” I ask.
“Sure thing, sugar. How about the coffee shop next door to Deuce’s? Well where Deuces used to be, that is,” she says and giggles.
“I’ll be there in ten minutes,” I say, and hang up the phone. For the first time in a long time, I feel something in my heart other than anger and loneliness.
Savvy arrives only minutes after I do. She takes one look at me and says, “Oh, babe, what are you doing to yourself?”
“Can we not talk about me, please? I don’t want to be alone, but I don’t want to talk about me either, tell me about you. Anything. Just talk. Please.”
“Well, you don’t have to ask me twice to talk, especially about myself. Alright. Well the bar is going to be rebuilt. Gary got the insurance money and is taking bids for the job. I think Wellington Construction is one of the front runners, too,” she says and clamps her mouth closed. Ugh, the Wellingtons. They seem to have all the good fortune. That will be a nice contract for Adrian though if he gets it.
We each order
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