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I don’t tell him why though, or that I’ve given up.
Like I’m his little girl, I cry for everything. Everything.
He takes me upstairs and puts me to bed then sits with me until I drift off.
I didn’t mean to sleep but I think the worry and shock of the night has stressed me out.
I wake early, at the crack of dawn and I get up to pull the curtains closer so the sun won’t come in. I decide I’m sleeping in today and damn everything.
Except I get to the window and stop in my tracks when I see Nick’s car is still parked outside. Exactly where I left it.
I narrow my gaze at what I’m seeing because I’m completely thrown that he’s still here.
Why is he here?
The tangle of emotion sends me downstairs.
As I open the front door Nick sees me and gets out of his car.
It’s strange, to see him so early in the morning. He’s always sleeping when I leave him and it’s always a lot earlier than this. So early it’s still dark out.
The morning sun beams down on him as he makes his way up onto the porch. It’s bright but not like it normally is at this hour. It’s the slight shift in season and I guess that the next few weeks will be colder and mornings will get darker.
Nick looks at me. I’m bare-footed so I really look petite next to him. I’m wearing a pink tank top and flowery pajama bottoms. I don’t look like the woman he’s been sleeping with.
His eyes show the wealth of concern for me but it’s lost on me.
It’s his fault.
Last night was his fault. He put me in that position and the memory of it makes me hate him all over again.
“Angel Doll…” he breathes and I don’t know what comes over me.
My hand takes on a life of its own and lands a slap straight across his cheek.
He’s guy number two who isn’t used to retaliation or the word no.
He looks at me like he can’t believe what I just did. It must be the opening of power but I raise my hand and slap him across the other cheek.
I slapped twice and I’m still alive.
He deserves it.
He keeps his gaze trained on me and I ball my fist at my side because I want to hit him again.
Instead I move back into the house, getting ready to close the door in his face again, but he grabs me and shoves me hard against the wall.
“Let go of me, you asshole,” I cry. The last thing I want is for Dad or Beth to wake up and see us like this, see him handling me like this. Nevertheless, I can’t keep the rage out of my voice.
“Mia, I didn’t mean for last night to happen,” he says quickly.
“Do you even care? No, you don’t, so don’t act like you do. Don’t act like you care. You don’t know me, in the real world I would never know you,” I throw back and I’m crying again. “In the fucking real world I wouldn’t feel for you. I would never feel for someone like you who would just cast me aside with a message.”
He tightens his grip on my hand and it’s painful.
“Next time… just kill me,” I cry. “Just kill me because I can’t pay you back and I’m not going through what I did last night, ever again. Just kill me when you’re ready.”
It’s the reality of the situation. My family owe Hector and I owe Nick.
