"Listen, Love, we need to end things."
Listening to my boyfriend
I feel the bond between us shatter into fragments that tear my heart apart.
The familiar heaviness covers my chest, making it hard to breathe
I fight the panic and sadness as I try t...
Temor and I are officially a couple. In the last four months, we have met each other's families, which was interesting.
Temor finally shared with me what he did for a living, which is not what I thought. His family owns a moving company of sorts. They move exotic cars around the world. Temor and his cousins are responsible for moving the vehicles in the United States. They often go out of town to pick cars up or drop cars off. I feel bad for thinking he was into other things.
Temor realized that Camila still wasn't dealing with him on any level. The day I called to tell Mila that we were official, she didn't say anything. She listened to what I had to say, told me she loved me and that she would call me back. That was almost two weeks ago.
I have tried calling her, but I don't get any response. I have left messages and even sent her a card. Camila and I have never gone two days, never mind two weeks, without talking.
When it was approaching the three-week mark, Temor told me he had booked tickets to Miami. He wanted to fix the damage he caused in person. His plan was to apologize to her in person for hurting her best friend.
We got to Miami that morning, and I tried calling her but didn't get an answer. I called her job and was told she was in a meeting.
"She really is not fucking with me, Temor, and I don't get it," I said
"Don't worry, I'm going to apologize and ask for her forgiveness. Once she sees that we are really alright, she will come around," he said.
That night I showed up at her apartment unannounced. When she opened the door and saw Temor and me standing there, she didn't say a word or invite us in . My heart broke. She looked at me and walked away, leaving the door open.
"Camila?" I said, following behind her. Temor came in and closed the door.
" Why haven't you answered my calls?" I asked
"Honestly, I wasn't sure what to say to you."
" You are not sure what to say to me?" I repeated.
" I don't agree with some of your moves, but I didn't want to speak on it until I could do so without an attitude," she said.
"Camila, we have always been honest with each other; just say it straight up," I said.
"You sure you want to do this in front of Temor?" she asks.
Her questions made me pause because now I am wondering what could be the problem. "Go ahead," I said
"It's simple, really. I don't like nor do I trust your man. As happy as I am for you, your relationship with him touched people I care deeply about. You know me, I am not the forgiving type. I either rock with you, or I don't. I have been rocking with you since we met, and I have always had your back. In this situation, I just needed a minute to reconcile my feelings." she said and then got quiet.
I knew exactly what she was referring to. So I understood where she was coming from. "Camila, I am sorry, I never thought about it that way., I don't want to put you in an awkward position." I said.
Before I could say anything else, Temor spoke up, "Camila, we came here so that I could apologize to you in person for hurting your best friend. I know you love her and want the best for her. When I fucked up, you held her down and encouraged her to at least talk to me. I want you to know that I will not take the second chance for granted and that I love, Love with my entire being. I promise I am not going to hurt her. I apologize and hope we can start over."
The silence in the room made me think we came here in vain. Camila mentioned other people were very important to her; she loved them as much as she loved me. Whatever she decided as far as this was concerned, I would accept it.
"Temor, just take care of her." was all she said in response. For the rest of the visit, we just talked about things that were going on at home.
Temor decided to give Camila and me some time together, and he went back to the hotel. Before he left, he and Camila were okay and had reached an understanding. That is all I could hope for. I just hoped that my actions and the hurt I caused didn't damage Camila and my friendship. I knew all too well some things were hard to forgive.
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