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She was truly pissing me off. Her insults were below the belt and way off-base. I had gone out of my way to help her out and she was shitting all over my good deeds. “You know, I have a question for you,” I started. “Why are you hooking up with the help? Is this about you getting back at your dad? A big fuck-you to your dad. We both know he’s been planning to marry you off to some rich son from a good family. I’m just the guy keeping you entertained until the next big thing comes along.”
“You asshole!” she shrieked. “How dare you say something like that. How dare you!”
“Hey, if we’re both accusing each other of heinous acts, let’s really do it,” I said. “I’m not going to stand here and let you accuse me of working with your dad. That’s disgusting.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Emmy had just accused me of conspiring with her father to spy on her. The very idea was insulting, and I could feel my blood boiling with anger. She knew who I was. She had trusted me with everything, and now all of a sudden, she thought I was the one using her? It was too much.
“You just happened to be at the terrace at the right time,” she said. “You suddenly realized you had feelings for me when I moved out of my dad’s house. You saw the shithole I lived in, and my dad put you in charge of getting me out of there. I’m wondering if you and or my dad had something to do with my apartment getting robbed.”
“How could you even think that?” I asked, trying to keep my voice calm despite the rising emotions. “I would never betray your trust like that. Why in the fuck would I want to rob your shitty apartment? Look around you! I don’t need your TV, coffee machine, or whatever else you said you lost.”
She wasn’t convinced. “Then why is he always asking you about me?” she demanded, her voice rising. “How does he know so much about my life? You’re feeding him information!”
I shook my head in disbelief. “You know me better than that!” I cried, my voice cracking slightly. “I’m not that kind of person. I love you, and I would never do anything to hurt you!”
She wasn’t listening. She was too caught up in her own paranoia, too convinced that everyone was out to get her. “I don’t know what to believe anymore,” she said, her eyes filling with tears. “I feel like I can’t trust anyone, not even you.”
I reached out to touch her arm, but she pulled away. “Please, just hear me out,” I said, my voice pleading. “I swear to you, I am not working with your father. I am not spying on you. I’m here because I love you. I have not worked for your father in a very long time.”
“All of this stuff with me and you.” She waved her arms. “I know he told you he would pay you to watch out for me. Is he still doing it?”
“Uh, no,” I said. “I don’t have time to be your babysitter. I’m the one person in your life who backs up all your decisions.”
She threw her arms up and walked away, storming into the bedroom. I went to the fridge and grabbed a cold beer. The woman was off her damn rocker. I knew her father was getting under her skin, but I had no idea she was going this crazy. She was losing it. This explained why she had been acting so strangely. I knew there was something going on. I would have never guessed this, but it did explain a lot. I opened the fridge once again to look for something to eat. I was hungry. When I found nothing, I reached for my phone and ordered a pizza.
She still had not come out of the bedroom. I was a little confused about what to do. I had never lived with a woman before. I didn’t know if I was supposed to give her some space or try to talk to her. I tried to think of her as my friend and not my girlfriend. The Emma I knew as a friend would want some space. I sat on one of the barstools and reviewed the fight. I was hurt. I couldn’t believe she thought I would do that. She should trust me. If she suspected that, why didn’t she just ask me? Why would she let something like that fester? And dammit! It was so fucking wrong!
The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. I wasn’t going to let this thing drop until she admitted she believed me. I could not let this thing go.
I walked to the room and froze in the doorway. She was packing her bags. “What are you doing?” I asked.
“I can’t do this,” she whimpered, her voice shaking with emotion. “I need some time to think, to figure out what’s really going on.”
“Are you fucking kidding me?” I asked. “You’re walking out on me because you got some crazy idea in your head? Emmy come on! Be real. This is insane.”
“I don’t know what to think, but I know I don’t trust you, Luke,” she said. “I can’t be here.”
“You honestly believe I’m spying on you?” I asked.
“I don’t know.” She shrugged.
Anger got the best of me. “Okay. You’re right. If you don’t trust me or believe me when I say I never spied on you, this is not the place for you. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable.”
“Goodbye,” she said and stepped around me.
“Where are you going to go?” I asked and then held up a hand. “Scratch that. Don’t answer that question. I don’t want to know. You’ll just think I’m spying on you. If your dad finds out where you are, that’s on you.”
She shot me a dirty look and walked out of the apartment. And with that, she was gone, leaving me standing there alone, feeling hurt, betrayed, and insulted. I couldn’t believe she could think so little of me, that she could accuse me of something so horrible.
A few minutes later, the doorbell rang. I rushed to answer it, assuming it was her, ready to apologize for being so damn dramatic. It wasn’t her. It was my pizza. “Thanks,” I muttered. I tossed it on the counter, no longer hungry. She’d ruined my appetite with bullshit.
I wasn’t sure the month of bliss was worth this. This was what I was afraid would happen. We crossed the line from friendship to this and now I lost both. It was over. I had a feeling the bridge had been burned. Did I really just lose my best friend? I walked into the bedroom. The closet door was open. Empty hangers were scattered on the floor. The dresser drawer was left hanging open. The bathroom door was open, giving me a glimpse of the empty bathroom counter. All of her makeup and lotions were gone. Well, not all, but most.
It was crazy to think she was gone. She had only been with me a few short weeks and she was gone. It didn’t take long for me to get used to having her around. Now, I had to get used to sleeping alone again. That was going to suck.
ChapterTwenty-Six
Emmy
