The past between us

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Just wanted to say shortly the characters belong to Jennifer Lynn Barnes, I only changed her Nickname from Ronnie to V. This short story will be about something that happened while Briggs and Sterling lived apart and how Briggs finds it out in a late night conversation. This story is completely made up. Have fun.

„Since when do you speak spanish?" I could feel Tanners eyes on me and I regretted it the minute I showed him. We got closer or at least I had the feeling that we did.
So close that I sometimes forgot the we lived six years apart.
Six years of history that he did not know.
„I had a case in Mexico"
I tried to explain as plain and simple as possible.
I opened one of the case files on my desk and tried to distract myself from telling him more.
I didn't know anything about his past six years so why would he have the right to know about my past years?
„In Mexico? With Homeland? When was this?" The time after I found out that I was pregnant from you and you invited me to a dinner, where I wanted to tell you that I'm sorry and that I want to built a family with you but instead you gave me the divorce papers...
„A long time ago"
I stated instead.
I stood up, I needed a coffee and it was a perfect way to escape his questions.
It was late and the last thing I really wanted to talk about was this.
„Wait was this the reason why I had to wait for so long until the divorce trial happened?"
You didn't had to wait at all if you haven't been such an asshole..
I didn't answer anything, I just kept walking. „You were undercover weren't you?"
My hands got sweaty and felt suddenly nervous.
I really didn't want the memories to come back. „You couldn't stop the operation in between"
He got up from his chair, ran over to me and followed me to the coffee machine.
When he realised what I was up to ... he clearly knew this topic was bothering me.. I never drank coffee, only when I was stressed.
„And something happened that you really don't want to talk about"
Back in the old days I was the profiler.
„When you already know this, why would you ask me that?"
Instead of getting a cup, I leaned on the counter and crossed my arms in front of my chest.
„Victoria, its me ! You can trust me, I would never hurt you"
This was ridiculous and I really didn't feel like talking.
Before I could stop myself to say something stupid but now I already lost my temper.
„Well then it wasn't you who got best friends with my father for winning the divorce and forbid me to see Dean?"
It was something really triggering to say but I couldn't take it away anymore.
„You know that I regret this decision"
His positivity was gone.
„Well this decision of yours forced to do a lot of wrong decisions myself"
I just wanted to let it hang in the air.
This man sometimes still thought the world was always spinning the way he wanted to.
I sighed turned around, took a cup and put it under the coffee machine.
„What do you mean with that?"
His voice was surprisingly serious, so serious that I had to stop to take a deep breath.
„V, what did you do?"
Naming me by my nickname triggered emotions that I haven't felt in a really long time.
Emotions that I desperately tried to bury with the death of my best friend.
Abounded with the rest  of my personality.
„Can you please stop calling me this" I mumbled and suddenly he was so close that I could smell his aftershave.
„Why? I thought you don't like to be called by your full name because you father called you like this and it reminds you of his abuse"
„Why would you even ask me something like this? Why would you do something with him together against me when you saw the abuse with your own eyes?"
I wasn't whispering anymore.
„I didn't mean to"
he started but I interrupted him.
„You never meant to hurt me ever, right? Do you even remember why I left you? Tanner you where so drunk and did horrible things..."
My heartbeat went from zero to 100 and was throbbing aggressively against my chest. „Congratulations you got me pregnant and the day  I was stupid enough to think that you wanted me back, you gave me the divorce papers" I forgot to breath. He didn't say anything he just looked at me. „And then I lost the child" I added turned my back to him. „I lost my child at this case in Mexico"

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