"Belgium"
It is the first day of the new year. Tom and I had spent hours talking about our future, and we had decided to stay like friends and nothing else. I looked myself in the mirror, and I had had a terrible sleep, I had woken up a few times during the night because I felt guilty about Mark and about everything. I felt as if a fever had taken over my entire body and I was slowly dying.
I heard a knock on the bathroom door. I finished brushing my teeth, and I opened the door. Tom was there.
"I made you breakfast. Its kinda like a peace offering…it's on the kitchen" said Tom. We had fought hard during the night, and we had probably said nasty things.
"I am sorry Tom…about everything," I said. Tom smiled.
"It's okay. I think I was better off without you honestly." He said, and I was super upset.
"What did you just say?"
"It's the truth…" I closed the door on his damn face. How could he say that? What if I actually wanted to stay with him? Tom hadn't changed. I opened the door again, and he was still there. "I am leaving today Tom. If that's what you want, I am travelling today to England, and I won't ever see you again.
"Good," Tom concludes. I closed the door angrily, and a few hours later I was in the airport fighting with a ticket seller.
"Yes, miss..flights been cancelled to London… I'm sorry!" The woman said. I wanted to slap her.
There had been a terrible storm U.K wide that had taken two lives. The flights were suspended until the storm was gone…two days from now. I had to go back to Switzerland on the 7th of January to start work again and…I had to see Mark before then. I said thanks, and I just thought about my last conversation with Tom as I headed towards the airport's hotel.
"England"
Last night was horrible. There was a terrible storm, and it managed to destroy one of my windows. I picked up my phone, and as the past few days: I try to call my Annie. She had to reply at some point!
I missed her so much I felt I could die…
"Bonjour qui parle?" said the person on the other side of the line. Was that Tom? I thought our conversation the other day had been enough to make him give up and give me back my girlfriend! Why had he picked up her phone!?
"Tom. Can you give the phone to Annie, please?" I said. "It's Mark…Mark Grant!"
"You've won alright…she's going back to you…" Tom said. I could hear his sadness, and I was thriving! She had come back to her senses!
"How did you do it this time?" I asked. "How did you make her leave you?" I then regretted my question. Why had I asked him that!? Was I crazy?
"Oh…fuck you. You ruined everything. Annie all yours now as you wanted." I started laughing like crazy. Tom continues " This morning we fought and I…made her leave. I just hope you will continue with your promise and take care of her…she loves you…" I hung up, and I started dancing. I WON! I ran towards the massive hole in my window, and I just yelled
"ANNIE IS COMING BACK!!!"
I called my sister immediately.
"Belgium"
I called Winston a few time, but the dog didn't seem to pay attention to me. Where was the little bugger?
I started thinking about it and…I couldn't remember when it had been the last time I had seen him. I went straight to the hotel's reception, and the receptionist tells me I didn't bring a dog at all. I panic. If I didn't have it with me…it meant I had forgotten him. I could call Tom, but the things are: I had forgotten my cellphone too.
Mark was going to kill me for this. I mean my relationship was probably over after my stupidity - at least I had to give him his dog back. Perhaps I needed that break from our relationship. I don't know. Mark was just too perfect and I guess I couldn't handle that. I had to look for a little excuse to run away and I had done it! I hadn't fully cheated on him, but I could've. My entire body craved Tom, and if it hadn't been from his brother, I would have jumped in that wagon.
Relationships were hard, but keeping one is more complicated. It was not easy as Valeria and Ben, who had decided they were just perfect for each other and got married. I just kept thinking of what if's and if I…
FUCK.
I stopped thinking, and I rented another car. I deserved to pay the extra money for that. Hours later: I was in front of the house, and I was hesitating to knock. I just had to sneak in, and I had to get the dog and get my cellphone. I decided to try the yard, and I managed to enter through the window.
The house was awfully quiet, and there was just complete darkness.
"Winston!" I called in a whisper as I walked across the hall. The living room's lights were on so I just entered quietly.
Tom's dad was there with a lady and they were having sex. I gasped quietly, and I walked backwards. Who was this lady!? I didn't know he was seeing anybody. I ran away before they could see me, and I entered the first room by it. FUCK. I am such an idiot. I turned the lights on, and I sat on the border of the bed. I was thinking about my next moves.
Suddenly I heard some breathing behind me. My heart started bouncing in my chest and I turned to see him: Tom. He was asleep. He couldn't do anything to me. I had entered his room by accident, and now I just thought "wow he looks cute!". I shook my head, and I was about to move from the bed when he woke up.
"Annie?" he said. I almost had a heart attack! He looked at me for a long time and then he looked at the lights. "The lights are on…turn them off please and come to bed." and he said as he fell asleep again.
I stood quietly and I turned the lights off. I then continued to take my boots off, and I lie by his side. I was too tired to do anything else. I decided then I was going to spend the night there and I was leaving to take my flight at 12 the next day. Tom cuddled me all night.
I woke at six, and even though I had only slept a few hours I felt great. Now, it was time to leave. I rose from the bed and I put my boots back on. I was hoping for Tom to still be asleep.
"It wasn't a dream," Tom said. He rushed out of bed and grabbed me before I could run away. "If you're real…why are you here?" he asked. He smelled fucking great. Doesn't he sweat like a normal person!?
"I came looking for my dog," I replied. Tom starts laughing.
"Oh yes, the dog that you forgot… I thought…" he then stopped himself.
"You thought what?" I asked.
"I thought you'd changed your mind. I thought you decided to stay here with me…" I shook my head but Tom pushed me more towards him. "Tell me that you came here for me…" he whispers in my ears. I swallow some saliva. Maybe I had forgotten the dog as an excuse? Maybe I just needed an excuse to come back to him?
"There was a storm, there were no flights…" I said nervously… "I forgot the dog in my hurry…"
"You forgot him on purpose Annie. You could've taken him but you didn't…this just means…you love me. You have always loved me…" my entire skin was crawling as he was saying my real truth.
"I am taking the dog, Tom. I am leaving to England…" I said, I managed to get loose and I rushed towards the door. Tom was quicker than me and he pushed it closed.
"Let's go to Paris, forget about England and… let's go to Paris…you and me…" Tom proposed.
Why Paris? Why of all places he had to choose Paris? Was I going to accept? I had already booked my plane ticket to England and I wasn't ready nor I had any clothes to go to Paris? It was just crazy. It was just so us!
"It's all arranged, Annie. You and me, and the dog if you want to. You can come with me to Paris and I promise you…I promise you'll have an amazing time."
The whole scene was seductive. I could go to Paris with him. Why not? Yes, I did have Mark but… Fuck this. I pushed him aside and escaped the room. I then entered the bathroom and showered without thinking about anything else. I was returning to England. I was not going to go to Paris with him, was I? Why was I showering in the first place? I didn't know. I sat down on the shower floor and I started crying. What was wrong with me!? Was I mentally ill or something? I had a boyfriend, I just simply couldn't… "go to Paris!"
Lost in my head I didn't realise I had not locked the bathroom door and Tom had entered.
"I know I shouldn't be here…I know I shouldn't have asked you to go to Paris with me but…"
"Shut up!" I yelled from inside the shower. "Leave!" Tom realised I was crying because he immediately opened the shower's curtain. He entered the shower and held me in his arms.
"You're okay…" he said. He was soaked now from the water, and we didn't have to think twice. We started kissing.
I was trash. Nothing was changing that. This is who I really was, a cheat and a horrible person. If I was going to hell. I was gladly doing it as long as he was there with me.
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