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argument I’ll never win so I don’t even try. Traffic is light as we continue our drive home. As she pulls up outside her apartment, Brad’s truck is parked in front and he’s standing by the door like he’s waiting for me. And he is. Amber told him I met someone. Shit.
“Leave Brad, you don’t need to be here.” Amber warns jumping out her car. He’s not even fazed that she’s ten seconds from completely losing her shit on him. Every ounce of breath I had just left and I can’t believe he’s here. I’m shocked to see him, and not in a good way.
“I’m not leaving until I talk to my fiancée, Amber, so mind your damn business.”
“This is my fucking apartment asshole so if I say leave, you need to leave. And she’s not your fiancée anymore.” Her finger is in his face and I see the steam rolling off the two of them.
They’re talking like I’m not standing right here listening to the whole thing. He says something else and then she butts right back in pissing him off even more. She pushes past him unlocking her door and walks in standing in the doorway. “Come on Hope, you don’t have to say anything to him.”
This is one of those awkward situations where I feel like I’m stuck. Amber is right. I don’t have to say anything to him. I watch him standing there still looking pissed from the exchange of words. His eyes are glaring at me and I draw in a deep breath contemplating what to do.
“No, I’ll talk to him. Come here.” I grab his arm and pull him inside her apartment trying to ignore the ‘what the hell’ look I’m getting from her right now. This needs to be handled although I have no idea what’s really going to be said. I drag him into the spare room that is now my room.
“You’ve got some nerve showing up here Brad.”
“Well you haven’t answered any of my calls or texts and Amber said you ran off with some cowboy last night. Is that shit true? Didn’t I mean anything to you Hope?”
Oh no, he did not go there. I’m about to blow the hell up in this room and I am deeply regretting having brought him in to talk. “Don’t you go there Brad. You meant the world to me! I can’t believe I wanted to marry you. You’re an insensitive asshole, you treat me like crap, and I caught you fucking another woman. Don’t tell me that you meant nothing to me!”
“I didn’t mean it like that baby. I screwed up. We can fix this. I still want to marry you.” He tries to reach for my hand but I jerk it back.
“Did you not see the ring go down the toilet Brad? We’re not getting married and I’m not your baby.” I practically seethe.
I close my eyes trying to breathe and find his face inches from mine as he leans in attempting to kiss me. Oh no, he’ll wipe off Wesley’s perfect kisses and his breath doesn’t smell as sweet. Nothing about him is intoxicating me right now. I quickly turn my head moving away from him before he can try anything and he gets the hint.
“So you did meet someone last night didn’t you? I can’t believe it.” He stands shaking his head and I still can’t believe he actually thought we were still getting married. He continues to shake his head, “You could have at least thrown the ring at me instead of flushing it Hope, that was pretty damn low.”
“Well, what you did was low Brad.” I turn my head to look anywhere but at him.
And just like that he walked out the room. I heard Amber tell him something and then the front door slam. Amber appears at my bedroom door and walks in sitting beside me. “Are you ok?”
“Yeah,” I whisper. “He actually thought we were still getting married and he tried to kiss me but I turned him down. Then he said I should’ve just thrown the ring at him instead of flushing it.”
“Wow, guess he should have thought about that before,” she replies with a smile on her face. That’s the price he paid to play and for his sake I sure
“Leave Brad, you don’t need to be here.” Amber warns jumping out her car. He’s not even fazed that she’s ten seconds from completely losing her shit on him. Every ounce of breath I had just left and I can’t believe he’s here. I’m shocked to see him, and not in a good way.
“I’m not leaving until I talk to my fiancée, Amber, so mind your damn business.”
“This is my fucking apartment asshole so if I say leave, you need to leave. And she’s not your fiancée anymore.” Her finger is in his face and I see the steam rolling off the two of them.
They’re talking like I’m not standing right here listening to the whole thing. He says something else and then she butts right back in pissing him off even more. She pushes past him unlocking her door and walks in standing in the doorway. “Come on Hope, you don’t have to say anything to him.”
This is one of those awkward situations where I feel like I’m stuck. Amber is right. I don’t have to say anything to him. I watch him standing there still looking pissed from the exchange of words. His eyes are glaring at me and I draw in a deep breath contemplating what to do.
“No, I’ll talk to him. Come here.” I grab his arm and pull him inside her apartment trying to ignore the ‘what the hell’ look I’m getting from her right now. This needs to be handled although I have no idea what’s really going to be said. I drag him into the spare room that is now my room.
“You’ve got some nerve showing up here Brad.”
“Well you haven’t answered any of my calls or texts and Amber said you ran off with some cowboy last night. Is that shit true? Didn’t I mean anything to you Hope?”
Oh no, he did not go there. I’m about to blow the hell up in this room and I am deeply regretting having brought him in to talk. “Don’t you go there Brad. You meant the world to me! I can’t believe I wanted to marry you. You’re an insensitive asshole, you treat me like crap, and I caught you fucking another woman. Don’t tell me that you meant nothing to me!”
“I didn’t mean it like that baby. I screwed up. We can fix this. I still want to marry you.” He tries to reach for my hand but I jerk it back.
“Did you not see the ring go down the toilet Brad? We’re not getting married and I’m not your baby.” I practically seethe.
I close my eyes trying to breathe and find his face inches from mine as he leans in attempting to kiss me. Oh no, he’ll wipe off Wesley’s perfect kisses and his breath doesn’t smell as sweet. Nothing about him is intoxicating me right now. I quickly turn my head moving away from him before he can try anything and he gets the hint.
“So you did meet someone last night didn’t you? I can’t believe it.” He stands shaking his head and I still can’t believe he actually thought we were still getting married. He continues to shake his head, “You could have at least thrown the ring at me instead of flushing it Hope, that was pretty damn low.”
“Well, what you did was low Brad.” I turn my head to look anywhere but at him.
And just like that he walked out the room. I heard Amber tell him something and then the front door slam. Amber appears at my bedroom door and walks in sitting beside me. “Are you ok?”
“Yeah,” I whisper. “He actually thought we were still getting married and he tried to kiss me but I turned him down. Then he said I should’ve just thrown the ring at him instead of flushing it.”
“Wow, guess he should have thought about that before,” she replies with a smile on her face. That’s the price he paid to play and for his sake I sure
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