In Love with Impossible

Chapter - 9 What's Life Without a Little Drama?

Edward

The ceiling stared blankly back at me that night. I looked at Kate cuddling up to me and resisted the urge to pull away. I loved Kate but lately I've been feeling more and more doubtful about her being the women I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I knew she was a kind hearted and sweet girl but I also knew that she and I didn't have anything in common,except our lifestyles and careers,but who wanted to discuss work everyday?

I didn't want to hurt her but I had to break up with her..soon. I groan as I remember the disastrous dinner with my father. Not only had he treated Kate as a object to be used and discarded but actually seemed proud about it! Kate had broken down in the car and started weeping and in trying to comfort her I had ended up in this position on bed. How could a father treat his son's fiancée like that? Poor Kate, she wasn't strong willed but more like a kid sister who was always prone to tears.

Suddenly my mind flicked back to Jen. She was one strong willed girl,pouting all through the ride like that! In some ways it was quite adorable! Maybe that was why I couldn't resist touching my lips to hers as she slept on my shoulder. I still don't know why I did it. Maybe it was because of the mood, either way she could never find out about it! She'd absolutely kill me! And probably never talk to me again.

I closed my eyes,fully knowing that my mind would continue to pester me until I made a decision about Kate. I sigh. "Did you know sighing takes away fifty years of your life?" I ask Jen
"And who do I have to blame for that?" She counters sarcastically. I replayed that memory in my mind a few times. "If you refer to this 'something' as been forced then I don't think its something you want to do...but if it's your responsibility then that complicates things.." Jen says in yet another memory. In that moment I open my eyes...that was my answer! Jenny was right when she told me that I was doing something I didn't want to...that I was been forced to. My responsibility? Kate was. As long as I was her fiancé she was my responsibility...I had thought that I was been responsible by proposing to my girlfriend but ... I was being very irresponsible by taking her to the aisle without telling her the truth...what had I been thinking?

Was I really willing to sentence her to a loveless marriage because of my father? I need to break up with her. For her sake.....and mine. After I'd finally realised what I had to do, that night, I had the best sleep that night..since the day we got engaged one month ago.

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I woke up late. Groaning,I looked around for Kate. I found a note pinned onto the refrigerator. Good morning Edward! You were sleeping so soundly I didn't want to wake you. I left early, going over to Jen's for awhile. I need to talk to you...please meet me at around three o'clock today, our coffee shop. It' going to be very important. Don't forget
Love, Kate.
Again I groaned. Looks like breaking up with her will have to wait till three. I opened up my twitter account to find a million tweets to me all of which begged for some information on my 'impending break up with Kate'. I sighed well they wanted a dramatic break up..they were going to get it.