Broken Walls... Broken Heart!

Broken Walls.... Broken Heart Prt 23

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Clayton got up and slowly dressed himself “Its OK baby I understand, I err I should? Yeah!” He said just as badly as I had put it.

I felt like my stomach was doing somersaults what had I just done?! What about Simon?! I watched as Clayton walked to the bedroom door stopping just in front of it before turning his head back to me, his mouth opened but then closed as he looked down at his feet “I’m sorry” Clayton said in a whisper his voice sounding as though it broke. I tried to look him in the face but he had already turned away and was now walking out of the room! Sh!t I’ve really fucked up this time…….

**** Chapter 23 ****

Clayton’s POV:

As I opened my eyes I found Amie lying in my arms… So last night wasn’t a dream I thought to myself, God I hope Amie doesn’t regret it! She had her eyes closed as she let out a big sigh, as she opened her eyes they made contact with mine.

“I think we should talk” She said barely above a whisper, she sounded slightly nervous? Was nervous a good thing or bad? As I talked to myself Amie suddenly jumped out of bed… Definitely a bad thing then I thought to myself.

“I-Er?- Last night..” She mumbled not making much sense but I knew what she was trying to say, and that hurt me inside. I slowly got myself dressed “Its OK baby I understand, I err I should? Yeah!” I said as I continued to get dressed, what an idiot! I can’t even say what I’m thinking to her.

She definitely regretted last night as she seemed to be in her own world as I made my way to the door, I couldn’t help but feel deflated I’ve changed and I want us to be a us” again! Why did I have to ruin it all I should have never let last night happen!

“I’m sorry” I whispered, my voice breaking as a tear escaped n rolled down my now flustered face. I quickly turned my head so Amie couldn’t see how bad I was taking her rejection.

As I made my way out of the house I realised I was walking down the road with no shoes on but I couldn’t go back in there not yet anyway so I carried on walking, I wasn’t sure where I was walking to exactly but I needed to clear my head…

Amie’s POV:

I looked out the bedroom window to see Clay with his head in his hands, tears down his face. He looked down at his feet that had nothing on them his brows furrowing in confusion as he realised that he had no shoes on. I thought that he would come back in to get a pair of shoes but to my surprise he didn’t he carried on walking; I wonder where he was going?

I sat down on the edge of the bed and let out a long loud sigh. I really don’t make things easy for myself do I? I can’t believe I have done this to Simon! Yesterday after his sister had left we had spent the day out where we did some shopping went to the park and then chilled at home with some DVDs and pigged out! He asked me to be his girlfriend and I had said yes, only to come home and sleep with Clay.

I am having some serious mixed feelings right now about Clay, I haven’t seen him in weeks and when I did see him it felt like the man I fell in love with? Gosh I need counselling!

I lay down, picking up a pillow and hugging it, it still felt warm and smelt of Clay…

Err! Stop it! I shouted to myself as I threw the pillow across the room hitting the night stand beside the bed. As I rolled over and stretched to pick up whatever fell I froze as I saw a picture frame with Paula’s picture in it… Paula!