Chapter 30~ The Truth

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Temor POV

I had to get us out of that restaurant, I could tell we were both holding back, and it was frustrating us both. I know this will be a complicated conversation, and we need to be relaxed if we are going to figure US out.

It's been almost a year since the last time Love was at my place. Back then, I thought it was the beginning of our relationship.

Right now, I am sitting on the couch waiting for Love to come out of the bathroom. While I wait, I decide to turn on the CD player and play some of her favorite music. Love comes out of the bathroom sitting on the opposite end of the couch facing me to talk.

I am not even sure how to begin, so I get up and ask love if she would like a beer. She nods yes. I go into the kitchen and get the beer, pop the tops, walk back to the living room, hand Love her beer, and move back to my end of the couch to sit down.

" When I met you, I had a girlfriend. I had been dealing with her for a few months. I knew on the way back from the beach that I would end it with her as soon as we got back.

I went to her house and told her it was over, but she told me she was pregnant. I gave her money to get an abortion and left. I went home and called you, and you know the rest."

I say all of this in one breath while trying to keep the emotion out of my voice. Love has no idea that I have regrets and have spent many nights in this house shedding tears because I know I fucked up.

"Anything else" is all Love says. Before the silence can speak for me, I continue.

"I have a son. He is five months old. I am not with his mother, but I am going to be in his life." I say this keeping my gaze on her to gauge her reaction. I need to see her reaction, but she doesn't have one.

Love hasn't said a word. She is just looking at me almost without blinking as if we don't know each other. I almost don't recognize her.

When I thought the conversation was over, she looked down and said, "I want to ask you some questions, and I need you to be real with me, even if it means that what you tell me will hurt me, I need you to be real with me Temor ."

With no hesitation, I say, "Sweetheart, ask me whatever you want. I promise I'll tell you the truth."

"Did you have the baby with your ex-girlfriend?" she asked with no emotion; with my heart in my stomach, I said " yes." I can tell she is trying to decide if she will ask the following question, and then she asks, "What is her name?" "Bianca," then before she can say anything else, I say,

"she was the girl sitting next to me when we were at the Dome." and just thinking about that night reminded me how pissed off and jealous I felt that night, I add.

" You know, the night you were sitting on that dude's lap right in my face." As soon as I said it, I felt terrible, and the silence was filled with tension. Love didn't react. She just moved on to the next question.

"Do you have any other kids or girlfriends?" I responded, "No."

Looking at her watch, she asks if there is anything else I want to tell her? What can I say to make this girl give us a chance and make her understand I want to be with her? I can't come up with anything. I ask, " Love, what do you need me to do so that you know I am honest about my feelings for you. How can I prove to you I never wanted to hurt you, just tell me, I promise I will do it."

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