Beautiful Mistake

First Conversation

Me: Andy cheated on me again.
Me: I left him.
Me: Probably for good this time.
Me: I'm sick of his shit.
Caleb: Um...I think you have the wrong number?
Me: Caleb?
Caleb: Nope. Michael.

Shit.

Me: Michael?
Caleb: Yes.
Me: Last name?
Caleb: Hood.
Me: Sorry. I just got a new phone and not all of my numbers transferred. I thought I knew my friends number.
Me: I'm so sorry.
Caleb: Don't worry about it.
Caleb: Andy sounds like a dick. I wouldn't stay with him.
Me: Haha...yea. He's something else...
Michael Hood: Want to talk about it? I'm not busy...
Me: You don't think that'd be weird?
Michael Hood: On some level yes, but it might help to have an outsiders perspective.
Me: Yea.
Me: Thanks.
Michael Hood: Do I at least get your name?
Michael Hood: Or no? It's okay if it's a no.

Should play it safe. Not telling him Mika.

Me: It's oddly Michael as well, but you can call me Mikey.
Me: If you want.

Close enough...

Michael Hood: So you're gay?

Obviously.

Me: Yes. Is that okay?
Michael Hood: It is.
Michael Hood: Looks like we now have two things in common.

Weird.

Me: That's weird, but cool.
Michael Hood: Why do you stay with him?
Me: Because I love him?
Michael Hood: Besides that...

Because I'm a moron? Because I believe his lies? Because I'm afraid to be alone?

Me: I don't know.
Michael Hood: Sure...
Me: We've been on and off for years.
Me: Habit?
Michael Hood: Sounds healthy :)
Me: Ha...yea.

"Mika?" I hear mama ask as she walks through the front door.

"In the study," I tell her.

Great. Probably here to talk about Andy. I love her, but I'm just not in the mood.

My phone goes off as she enters the room.

Michael Hood: So...

"Is it Andy?" Mama asks as she sits next to me.

I shake my head as I turn the screen off.

"He loves you Mika. You two are meant to be together. Give him another chance."

"And when he cheats again? Give him another chance?" I ask as I shake my head and stare at my phone in my hands.

"Talk to him," she says before getting up and kissing the top of my head. "I'll see you tomorrow love."

Me: Sorry.
Me: My mother stopped by.
Michael Hood: No problem. I stayed entertained.
Me: By doing?
Michael Hood: My daughter wanted me to read her a quick story before bed :)
Me: Aww.
Me: How old? And where do you live?
Michael Hood: She's five and we are currently in Paris.
Me: France?
Michael Hood: Yes. You?
Me: I'm in London.
Me: Why'd you say currently?
Michael Hood: We travel a lot. I've got a place in Paris, New York, Italy, and London. And if we aren't there, we live out of hotels.
Me: When you coming to London? ;)
Michael Hood: Haha...in a week? I think...
Me: Well maybe we can meet up...
Michael Hood: Maybe...how old are you?
Me: 31...you?
Michael Hood: 34.
Me: Hm...we should definitely meet up :)
Michael Hood: You don't even know what I look like.
Me: Send me a picture.
Michael Hood: Uh no.
Me: Why?!
Michael Hood: Because.
Michael Hood: You first.
Me: Nope.
Michael Hood: Fine.
Michael Hood: This is a photo of my daughter and I before she went to bed :)

Oh my...gorgeous.

Me: Aww! Too cute :P
Michael Hood: Thanks. Now you?
Me: Maybe tomorrow babe ;)
Me: Goodnight :)
Michael Hood: ?

I'm not sure if I want him to see a picture of me. At least not yet. I don't want him to recognize me. Then he'll just be fake to me.