breath. “I’ll call every day. And I’ll see you
every night.” A sinister smirk appeared on his face.
“I look forward to it.”
He kissed my forehead. “Call me if you need
me. I’ll be back in a heartbeat.”
“I know.”
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
Without saying goodbye, he walked into the
elevator. He stared at me until the doors closed, hiding him from
sight. When he was finally gone, I felt the choking sobs emerge.
He’d only be gone for a short while, but I was still depressed by
his absence. It didn’t make any sense.
I sat on the floor and leaned against the
door, letting myself cry in peace. I didn’t want to walk back in
and see Cade. He would make a mean comment about my tears. I
decided to stay in the hallway until I finally regained control.
When I walked back inside, he was sitting at the kitchen table. His
eyes immediately moved to mine. I couldn’t read his expression. I
never could.
“Are you okay…?” he asked.
Was he being sincere? Or was he somehow
undermining me? “I’m fine.”
He looked back down at his plate and
continued to eat.
I walked into my room and shut the door, too
depressed to do anything else.
The next two days, I didn’t do anything. As
soon as I was off work, I went home and stayed in my room. The
sheets smelled like Flynn and I lay under the covers and pretended
his body surrounded me. I didn’t eat much because I wasn’t hungry.
Flynn was busy, so when he called me we only spoke for a few
minutes.
What the hell was wrong with me? I was
never the type of girl to be totally distraught when her man was
away. But nonetheless, I was. I felt like a piece of me was gone.
It was just as bad as when we broke up.
I watched TV in the bedroom and stayed in
bed, falling in and out of consciousness. I hadn’t seen Cade
around, but then again, I was never out of my bedroom. And when I
was, it was when I was walking out the door to get to work.
A knock on my door interrupted my thoughts. What the hell did Cade want?
“What?” I yelled.
“Can I come in?”
“No.”
“Then can you come out?”
I sighed. “What do you want?”
“I made dinner. I thought you might be
hungry…”
What? Cade cooked something? He
usually ate cereal or leftovers in the fridge. “I don’t have an
appetite.” I fell silent and closed my eyes.
“Are you decent?” he asked.
“Excuse me?”
“I’m going to open the door.”
I was wearing Flynn’s t-shirt and his
sweatpants. I was covered but I looked like hell. But that was okay
because Flynn wasn’t around.
He stepped inside, wearing jeans and a
t-shirt. He looked awkward as soon as he walked inside. “Um…I made
pork chops if you want to try them.”
I wasn’t in the mood to play nice with him.
“I just want to be alone, Cade. But thank you.”
“You haven’t been eating.”
“I’m fine.” I lay my head back on the
pillow.
He still stood there. “You want to watch TV
or something?”
What was his deal? “Cade, what do you
want?”
He stilled at my words. “I just…thought you
might like some company.”
“If I did, I would visit my friends.” I
turned on my side, facing the opposite wall. I waited for the door
to close but it didn’t.
“Well, I’ll be in the living room.” He shut
the door and finally left me in peace.
What the hell was that? Cade acted
like I didn’t exist for months. Now he wanted to share dinner and
watch TV? It was odd. Being around his brother, even though they
were nothing alike except in looks, made me miss Flynn even more. I
was totally lost without him, as lame and pathetic as that was. I
used to be strong, but now that he had my complete trust, I was
vulnerable and open about my feelings. I decided to call him.
“Hey, baby,” he answered on the second
ring.
I breathed a deep sigh when I heard his
voice. It was so calming. “Hey.”
“I hate to be rude but I’m working right now.
Can I call you when I get home?” Due to the time
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