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All I could think about was what was Callie doing.
Did she hate me like I planned?
Did she still love me?
Was I an idiot for letting things play out this way?
The answers were probably, but I saw no other options.
The next day, I arrived at the O’Connell mansion dressed in a suit and tie. Patty was pleased with how well I scrubbed up. I looked professional, and just like the personal lackey he wanted me to be. I worked driving for Patty and doing other odd chores for him, and I was basically at his beck and call twenty-four seven.
A solid month had dragged by working for him without seeing or hearing from Callie, and I so badly wanted to know how she was doing. My plan of being around to watch over her was failing because she was never at the O’Connell’s. I couldn’t help but notice Niall was never there either.
It wasn’t until nearly two months later that I finally saw Callie again. I was checking the oil in the car when I heard Niall’s car pull into the driveway. I looked up and saw Callie sitting in the passenger side, smiling and giggling.
My heart thumped against my chest wall hard.
She was even more beautiful than I had remembered.
I must have looked like an idiot standing there with the dipstick in my hand, staring at her, probably with my mouth wide open. Niall hopped out of the car and walked around to Callie’s side, opening her door. A little piece of me died in that moment as she stepped out and looked over at me.
Her smile dropped, and a frown appeared. “You said he wouldn’t be here.”
She looked everywhere but at me.
My breathing was rushed and harsh. I simply couldn’t get enough air in my lungs.
“I thought he’d be out with Father. Sorry, darling, let’s go inside. Just ignore him… anyway, he’s only the help,” Niall stated as he stabbed the knife right in my back and then twisted it several times.
She finally looked over at me, my heart galloping in my chest. I thought I saw her bottom lip tremble.
Then the worst moment of my life happened.
Callie frowned, turned toward Niall, and kissed him. It wasn’t a simple peck either, it was a toe-curling passionate kiss.
My body felt heavy being pulled down by the gravitational forces of the earth. I dropped the dipstick, and it clanged on the engine, which made them break apart.
Niall smiled brightly while looking directly at me. My nostrils flared, and I didn’t know what to do, so I leaned down across the engine and picked up the dipstick. My eyes blinking rapidly to stem my anger.
“You taste so delicious, Callie. I could kiss you all day,” Niall said loudly, so I would purposely hear.
I filled with rage and shot my head up to yell at him, but my head hit the hood, and I cried out in pain instead. Niall laughed while I clasped the top of my head as I felt blood drip down my face. I looked over at Callie, and her eyes glistened like she was going to cry. She took a step toward me, and then Niall wrapped his arm around her shoulders and started walking away with her in tow. She went with him but turned back to look at me. The pain in her eyes was clearly evident. She still loved me as much as I loved her, but she was moving on with Niall, just like they had planned.
I watched them walk inside the O’Connell mansion, and when they were out of sight, I threw the dipstick across the yard and kicked an old tin bucket which was on the ground next to me. I hated seeing them together. It literally broke me watching Callie falling in love with Niall. I wished harder than ever before that somehow, I’d come into some serious money, so I could take her away from all of this.
But as it turned out, wishing doesn’t get you anywhere.
Months turned into a year, and in that year, I saw Callie and Niall together much more frequently. She was starting to finally appear like she might actually be happy and was settling into a life that was planned out for her. Callie was always smiling when she was with Niall, and I always saw him treating her well and with respect.
I was so busy with Patty most of the time that I missed out on birthdays and holidays as he would spend them with his family, so I’d have to carry out his business dealings on my own, meaning I missed time with my parents. I was nearly twenty by this stage, and all I did was work.
Mom and Dad said I should leave the O’Connell’s employment. That seeing Callie moving on without me wasn’t healthy, and I needed to get out and meet new people. I had no friends, and my family never saw me because I was working so much.
I had virtually become a hermit, working to live because if I stopped for a second, then I’d think, and if I started to think, I’d fall apart.
I was at the O’Connell mansion early one morning when the news came. Callie ran outside toward me—she was crying. I dropped everything I was doing and started to run to her. My heart was on fire. This was it, the moment she realized what was going on. I was going to get her back, and I had never been as happy as I was in that split second.
“Oh, Mike, I’m so sorry,” she sobbed as she reached me, then she embraced me in a tight hug.
