I had been sitting on my bunk for a while. Staring, breathing, making funny faces at myself in the mirror in the bathroom at the back of the bus.
Trying to be happy. Trying to distract myself from the man who was sitting just a little bit away. He was humming now, quietly, just loud enough so he probably thought I couldn't hear him.
But I could. And I wished deperately to be in there with him.
Get it together Andy. You're the one who broke it off, you need to quit.
But I couldn't. I had been so stupid. So, So stupid to think she could push her way into our lives and break everything apart.
Ashley and I had been through a lot, and I had dumped it off for a girl I had barely known from high school. All over a stupid cup of coffee.
What had caused me to do it? I mean, all we did was get a damn cup of coffee, then suddenly I run from marriage like a fucking chicken.
Maybe that's my problem... I was scared. Scared of being with him forever. It just seemed... so strange and different.
But I had to do it. I had to be with him again. Juliet wasn't important to me. And the few months since I had seen her, I should have realized it sooner. I should have realized it the second Ashley asked me that question.
The question is... now what?
I know walking in there and begging for forgivness would do nothing. Ashley knew nothing about me and Juliet, and trying to explain my thoughts would make me have to explain her, and what had happened.
Had anything really even happened?
No, not really. We had talked, sure. She had kissed me, once.
Did I kiss her back?
No, of course not.
Am I this stupid? I thought, slamming my fist into the bed.
I have to get Ashley back... Soon... Tonight... Now.
I stood up, then sat back down.
How?
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