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truck in drive and head home my phone signaled a text.
Angel : I’m home. Please stop texting, I can’t handle you right now.
Me : Please, Angel. I did nothing wrong here. I don’t know who she was.
Angel : Goodbye Carson.
Me : Please, don’t do this. Let me come to you so we can talk.
Me : Please Angel, please!
Me : I won’t give up.
I punched my steering wheel repeatedly , sounding the horn every time. This was the most frustrated I have ever been. When I see Tommy, he is going to be in a world of pain. I didn’t like him before because of his arrogant, asinine ways, but now…Now he is on my shit list. He is going to pay for what he has done.
I sent one last text before pulling away from the curb and heading home. It was a long drive home. It gave me too much time to think. How was I going to find her? All I had was her phone number. An idea forms in my head and by the time I pull into my garage, I have a plan all ready to go.
All through the night, I kept checking my phone for texts from her, but there was nothing. I tried to call her line, but it was an answering machine saying she wasn’t working that day. She always works. She told me once that if she took time off her regulars would stop calling and she couldn’t afford that from a business standpoint.
Was she hurting just as bad as I was? Was she thinking about me at all?
By morning, I was worse for wear. I didn’t want to go meet with my sister and her new co-founder of her charity, but I had to. When I make promises, I do not break them. It is one of my sticklers, especially with my family.
After a quick shower, I grabbed my keys and headed out the door. I wanted to get this done and over with so I can put my plan in to action. My only hang up was getting the help I needed without everyone finding out.
It didn’t take long to get to my sister’s clinic this early in the morning on a Saturday. Most were still asleep in their beds with hangovers , or sleep over buddies. Neither of which I had, but felt like I drank every bit of alcohol in sight. I knew my sister was going to say something. Sitting in my truck a little longer to try and come up with a reason for my rough look.
Who the hell am I kidding? Kayla can spot me lying like no one else.
Shaking my head and trying to get myself under control before seeing my sister, I take a deep breath and exit my truck. Making the short walk from my truck to the clinic doors, I keep giving myself a pep talk.
Get through this and then you can make it through to start your plan. Your plan will work. It will show her that you are serious about her, that you want to be with her.
That last thought stopped me in my tracks right outside the door of my sister’s office. I couldn’t believe it. I truly wanted to be with a woman I only just saw her for the first time right before she ran out of the bar. Regardless, I wanted to meet her. I wanted to be with her. Maybe all those talks on the phone were really building a strong foundation that we could build on. I wanted to be with her before I even met her. Hell, I begged to meet her. Shaking my head, I needed to get through this meeting first. I opened the door and stopped dead in my tracks.
“Kay, what’s wrong?” I hurried to her side.
My sister rarely cried and she was sitting behind her desk with Jason holding her on one side trying to comfort her. I crouched down on the other side and gently took her hand in mine.
“She was hurt and it’s my fault. I told her to go.” She pushed out through her tears.
“Who was? What can I do to help?”
She looked up at me then and smiled through her tears. “Curry you can’t solve everything. I’m going to go to her house and see if I can’t help mend her. She was broken before and now…now I’m afraid because of me she might be worse off. I shouldn’t be the one to give advice and yet I did. I told
Angel : I’m home. Please stop texting, I can’t handle you right now.
Me : Please, Angel. I did nothing wrong here. I don’t know who she was.
Angel : Goodbye Carson.
Me : Please, don’t do this. Let me come to you so we can talk.
Me : Please Angel, please!
Me : I won’t give up.
I punched my steering wheel repeatedly , sounding the horn every time. This was the most frustrated I have ever been. When I see Tommy, he is going to be in a world of pain. I didn’t like him before because of his arrogant, asinine ways, but now…Now he is on my shit list. He is going to pay for what he has done.
I sent one last text before pulling away from the curb and heading home. It was a long drive home. It gave me too much time to think. How was I going to find her? All I had was her phone number. An idea forms in my head and by the time I pull into my garage, I have a plan all ready to go.
All through the night, I kept checking my phone for texts from her, but there was nothing. I tried to call her line, but it was an answering machine saying she wasn’t working that day. She always works. She told me once that if she took time off her regulars would stop calling and she couldn’t afford that from a business standpoint.
Was she hurting just as bad as I was? Was she thinking about me at all?
By morning, I was worse for wear. I didn’t want to go meet with my sister and her new co-founder of her charity, but I had to. When I make promises, I do not break them. It is one of my sticklers, especially with my family.
After a quick shower, I grabbed my keys and headed out the door. I wanted to get this done and over with so I can put my plan in to action. My only hang up was getting the help I needed without everyone finding out.
It didn’t take long to get to my sister’s clinic this early in the morning on a Saturday. Most were still asleep in their beds with hangovers , or sleep over buddies. Neither of which I had, but felt like I drank every bit of alcohol in sight. I knew my sister was going to say something. Sitting in my truck a little longer to try and come up with a reason for my rough look.
Who the hell am I kidding? Kayla can spot me lying like no one else.
Shaking my head and trying to get myself under control before seeing my sister, I take a deep breath and exit my truck. Making the short walk from my truck to the clinic doors, I keep giving myself a pep talk.
Get through this and then you can make it through to start your plan. Your plan will work. It will show her that you are serious about her, that you want to be with her.
That last thought stopped me in my tracks right outside the door of my sister’s office. I couldn’t believe it. I truly wanted to be with a woman I only just saw her for the first time right before she ran out of the bar. Regardless, I wanted to meet her. I wanted to be with her. Maybe all those talks on the phone were really building a strong foundation that we could build on. I wanted to be with her before I even met her. Hell, I begged to meet her. Shaking my head, I needed to get through this meeting first. I opened the door and stopped dead in my tracks.
“Kay, what’s wrong?” I hurried to her side.
My sister rarely cried and she was sitting behind her desk with Jason holding her on one side trying to comfort her. I crouched down on the other side and gently took her hand in mine.
“She was hurt and it’s my fault. I told her to go.” She pushed out through her tears.
“Who was? What can I do to help?”
She looked up at me then and smiled through her tears. “Curry you can’t solve everything. I’m going to go to her house and see if I can’t help mend her. She was broken before and now…now I’m afraid because of me she might be worse off. I shouldn’t be the one to give advice and yet I did. I told
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