Chapter Eleven

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As I'm looking through the car window, I'm still trying to piece together everything Mason said. I spent a couple of hours talking to my brother, he didn't let me ask too many questions about his life, I wanted to apologize for not being there for him when he needed me and he said we had already talked about it. He joked that he was glad I have amnesia because now we were in a good place and I didn't have to forgive him about the awful things he might've said at the beginning. We reconnected when I separated from Carina, I used to run at the park almost every day I wasn't on shift, he said he saw me trying to embrace the pain while I ran for miles and miles until one day I just burst into tears and he approached me. Since then we met every other week to talk or just spend time together. My talk with him made me realize I told him almost everything.

"Michelle is not your girlfriend," Mason said almost shocked that I asked him that question. "She's your roommate and sometimes you have sex, but that's it, you call it self-care or some shit like that. She's not the only one you've been sleeping with, so unless you're in an open relationship I don't think you two had anything serious."

"Carina said something about Caroline, a firefighter at 27," I said embarrassed.

"Caroline, this guy Edwards and Benjamin, you've been busy," Mason raised his eyebrow.

"Benjamin said it was just one time," I said in defense. "And who the hell is Edwards?"

"He's the cop from the Opal's kid case, he was on a call you took on New Year's so," Mason shrugged. "I really couldn't care less about your sex life, but I'm telling you this just to prove the point that you were not in a relationship."

So I was not in a relationship with Michelle, why did she lie though? It's really hard for me to wrap my head around that.

My phone dings bringing me back from my thoughts, the name Edwards appears on my screen, he's sent a text. This must be the cop Mason was talking about. I nervously unlock my phone and before reading the new text I scroll up to read the lasts ones we exchanged. Well, it's safe to say I was definitely hooking up with him too.

Hey

just heard about your accident

you okay?

I read the last text from Edwards and I immediately ignore it. I shake my head, disappointed in myself, I know I'm separated and I was separated when all of these encounters happened but I can't shake this guilt off. I feel like I broke all the promises I made to Carina. A tear is rolling down my cheek, I quickly wipe it away, I need to compose myself before I start crying because I don't think I'll be able to stop.

I'm in the back of an Uber, Mason convinced me to go and talk to 19, and I can't wait any longer, they need to know what really happened. I tap on my phone to call Carina, I don't know if she wants to be there with me to do this, but I don't want to do it without her.

The phone rings a couple of times and then I hear a voice I really wasn't expecting.

"Hello," a deep voice answers on the other side.

"Um," I take a look at my phone to see if I really called Carina and I did. "Hi, um, can I talk to Carina please?"

I am so uncomfortable right now, I want to throw the phone out of the window. The guy is just silent on the other side, I can hear him breathing.

"Um, this is..."

"Yeah, sorry, Maya, I know who you are," he says in a derogatory tone. "This is Pablo, Carina's not available right now."

"Oh, okay," I say not very convinced by Carina's stupid boyfriend that somehow makes my skin crawl. "Is she working or something?"

"No, we are at home, she's just," Pablo pauses a little. "She doesn't want to talk to you right now, I'm sure she'll call you when she's ready."

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