My Twin Flame

Chapter Thirty

I woke up fairly early, Trent was still asleep. I laid there for a while just watching him. He was so perfect. I couldn't imagine going back to sleeping alone tomorrow. Though I also couldn't wait to see the kids.

I got dressed and snuck out of the room to get some coffee for me and Trent. Thinking of seeing the kids made me think of dad. I looked at my watch and it was only 4pm at home so I thought it was a good time to call.

"Hello, Brooke I was hoping you would call before you left." It was so good to hear my daddy's voice. I was still so upset with Shell. "Hey Daddy."

"What's wrong, is there trouble in paradise?" He knew there was something upsetting me. He could always tell when I was upset.

"You could say that. I am pretty mad at Shell."

"What happened?"

"Not anything I really wanna talk about. How are the kids?" He took my dismissive tone and didn't push the subject.

"They are good, Libby is here with me. Would you like to talk to her?"

"Of Course I want to talk to my Libster!"

"Hi Mommy, when are you coming home?"

"I leave tomorrow morning but I won't be home till Saturday. It's a really long flight."

"I miss you mommy. Guess what Janet taught me to roller skate."

"Whose Janet?"

"That's grandpa's friend, she came to see him and she is staying with us. She has to go home today though. Ok well love you mom I am going to go practice skating now." I could hear her tell my dad I was still on the phone. Before he could even speak. "Who the hell is Janet?" I blurted out.

"She is a friend of mine. She came to bring me a few things I needed from the house."

"Is she like your girlfriend, dad?"

"I am too old for a girlfriend Brooke." And he just chuckled. "Do you need a ride from the airport?"

I could tell he was changing the subject on me. He was as good at deflecting as I was. "No I will get a shuttle."

"Ok honey well we will see you soon."

"Bye Dad." I put my phone in my pocket and stepped up in line to order our coffee. Janet, who was this woman my dad seems to not mention any other time to me. I mean if she drove all the way to my house to bring him something that has to be something more than friends right? What is happening in my life right now. I have never even seen my dad talk to another woman since mom died unless it was like a professional.

I carried the coffee back to the room and Trent was up when I got there. "Well I thought you ghosted me?"

"I just went to get coffee." He kissed me lightly on the lips and took the cup from my hand. "Are you in a better mood this morning?"

"I don't really think so, I think I just learned my dad has a girlfriend." He just shrugged and took a sip of his coffee. "Oh, well that's nice."

"It's not nice. He should have told me!"

"Well if he does, are you happy for him?"

"I don't know, it's too weird to process."

"Why he deserves to be happy, you should be happy for him. Your dad was alone your whole life. Would you want him to spend the rest of it alone too?"

"Well no, but I also don't want some woman to come in and take advantage of him. I know nothing about her." Kissing my forehead, he smiled at me "I think your dad is pretty smart Brooke. He's hard to pull the wool on, trust me. I have first hand experience." We both smiled at that point.

"What do you want to do today as our last official day?"

"Honestly nothing, I have to get my stuff packed and we leave so early for the airport I just want to relax."

"Then packing and relaxing is what we do. Let's catch Ed and Shell for Breakfast."

"No!" I still didn't want to talk to her. I wouldn't be able to hold my mouth and I would definitely say things I shouldn't. "I mean nah let them have their last morning of the honeymoon to themselves."

We agreed to leave them to their own vices and headed up for breakfast. We talked about all the things we needed to catch up on once we got home. I talked about how excited I was to see the kids. We both seem to be avoiding the fact that in a few hours we were not going to see each other ever again.

After we ate I did some last minute souvenir shopping and Trent picked up a few things for his co workers. We ate lunch and decided it was a good time to head back and start gathering our stuff.

We didn't talk much well packing up. After I had everything packed up I started to freak out inside about leaving Trent in the morning. I knew that I shouldn't stay with him. Shell was right. I was just asking to be hurt and I would only have myself to blame.

I sat on the bed and Trent sat beside me. He grabbed my hand, "Penny for your thoughts?" I sighed and said what I knew I didn't want to but needed to. "I was just thinking I am going to stay in my room tonight. We both need sleep and I have some last minute appointments I need to set up for Monday when I am back in the office."

I could tell he was taken off guard. "Oh, I mean if you are sure." He seemed like a wounded puppy. "You don't have to Brooke. Stay with me. I mean we only have a few hours left." I got up off the bed and was frustrated. I knew it wasn't going to be easy to say goodbye so I figured let's just pull that bandaid off now. "It doesn't matter Trent if we say goodbye tonight or tomorrow it will be the same. We will go our separate ways back to our lives and this will just be like a dream."

"It doesn't have to be that way. Brooke it is the 21st century. There are phones, texts, emails, planes. We don't have to lose each other again. I won't lose you again!"

"No! Trent there won't be plane rides or phone calls. You can't be a part of my life. I can't be a part of yours. That is what you don't understand!"

"Why? Why can't we be a part of each other's lives? That makes no sense."

"Because I have kids and a life and a business in Rhode Island. And you have a business and a childless stress free life in Indianapolis. "

He paused for a minute and I knew I had hurt him with what I said "Well you have it all figured out for us both then. I am still not good enough Trent for your perfect little family and you are still righteous Brooklyn who never does anything wrong or that will look bad on her." With that Trent stormed out of the room slamming the door behind him.

I sat on the bed and could feel the tears swelling up in my eyes. I cleared my throat, straightened up my shoulders and pulled back those tears. I stood up, gathered my bags and opened the door to leave. I took one last look at Trent's room and shut the door behind me. I headed down the path back to my little bungalow Shelly and I shared just a few days ago.