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“You don’t have to know about my past. You know how I feel about you. You don’t have to go around digging for secrets that will tear us apart.”
“I want to!” I stood up and moved closer. “I hate that you’re keeping things from me. It’s been four freaking months!” I said, breaking down in tears.
“Don’t you think I deserve the truth after what you did to me? After everything you put me through?” I asked, stepping closer.
He said nothing but stared at me, his eyes like steel, masking the truth.
“I can’t be in a relationship where I feel left out, Tristan. A relationship is about trust, sharing your pain and struggles with each other. I want to know. Stop making me feel like a kid who can’t handle anything that comes her way.”
“I can’t with you right now,” he said and began to walk away.
“I’m sure they left you because of the beast you are!” I screamed as his figure disappeared up the stairs.
I heard the door slam upstairs, the collision echoing through the building.
I slumped on the floor in tears. I didn’t even know why I was crying, but I was frustrated. I was angry with myself. I gulped more alcohol as I cried. I grabbed my phone and called Vina.
“Hello? So, how did it go? From the time you’re calling, I’m guessing it didn’t go well.”
“Vina,” I sobbed.
“Chlo? Are you okay?” She sounded alarmed.
“No, I’m a big mess,” I cried.
“Are you drunk?”
I wanted to deny it, but she knew the answer already.
“Kinda,” I slurred.
“What did you do?” she groaned.
I told her everything that had happened since I had left her place.
“Oh God, you shouldn’t have.”
“I was upset.”
“You don’t know what he is going through. It must be hard for him. Stop pressuring him.”
“I couldn’t control it.” I sniffled.
“Now, you listen to me.” Her voice boomed with authority. “Drop that alcohol, go to your room, take a bath, and go to bed. Tomorrow, take your stupid ass and go apologize to him.”
“Apologize? How is this my fault?”
“For Christ’s sake, it’s his birthday. Did you really have to? You are in love with him, and I’m sure he feels the same. Why don’t you stop being a nosy bitch and wait for him to tell you? Good night.” She ended the call before I could open my mouth to object.
“Great,” I mumbled and dropped the alcohol in my hand. I brushed my hair back and stared at the huge chandelier above me. My three-years sobriety badge would be laughing at me right now. I was a huge mess.
My hangover mademe stay in bed the whole day. Vina had been avoiding my calls and texts. She was angry with me. My outburst from last night was still replaying in my head. It felt like torture.
I avoided Tristan for one more day, pretending to be asleep or locking myself in the shower until I was sure he had gone to bed.
The next day, I summoned the courage to go and apologize to him. I walked up to his room after dinner. I had hoped he would come down for dinner, but he’d told Morris he was busy with work and only asked for a cup of coffee. I knocked, but he didn’t answer. He never answered anyway.
I opened the door and found him in his home office that looked larger than my closet. He was busy on his computer with a few files next to him.
