Chapter 3 - love

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Mia's perspective

Why'd I take this job, I'm forced to work with my ex and his big crush. And even his sister. Oh but charlotte.. she's so gorgeous and just. To be with her. Snap out of it Amelia, get your mind into the game, its time to go and make those little bitches remember what happened in those past years, what they made me go through. I want to find her, question her and know what happened. I walked into the board room, instantly I felt piercing stares to me, I could feel Reece death staring me throughout the whole meeting. I had to push through the meeting, I didn't say much, kept to myself and didn't want to start anything so soon. I knew I had one job, but I couldn't resist thinking about Charlotte. Then I realised, she was married.

The next day

Good god. I have to work now with my ex. I seriously can't forgive him from what he did in the past. It's time to move on, although we have our differences, I need to focus on something else rather than fucking reece. We were in love so many years ago, we just.. fell out of touch. Get your head out of the gutter Mia, get it in the game. I walked into the building, set my stuff down and logged into my computer and started working, Reece had clocked in. Where was he though?

"Jodie- no put the apple down. It's not real. Hey you"

Ugh it was him and Marjorie. Couldn't they just get a room. It's not that hard. Makes me sick, now I know what Autumn goes through daily with the other half talking and blabbing to her about her lovie-dubbie life with her brother. I couldn't make out 1what they were saying.

"Alright, bye then"

Marjorie walked out, hopped into her car and drove off. You could see how much she loved him just from the way she's blushing in her car. Reece walked in.

"Mia"

"Reece"

And like that, we got on with our work.

Later that night, after closing

I arrived home, it was around 6:30. I threw my bag into the corner, along with my coat and shoes. I knew I'd be needing them tomorrow but whatever. I flopped onto the couch and flicked on the tv. There was nothing good on, I felt lonely and bored. Standing up, I flicked off the tv and decided to go to a bar. What else was there to do, it's almost 7pm on a Friday night. Walking up the stairs, i thought of Charlotte. She really wasn't herself today whilst covering at the nursery today. Then I realised, her wedding ring wasn't on her finger. Snap out of it Mia. I jumped into the shower, did my hair and makeup. I pulled on some black jeans and a red top, paired with a black leather jacket and some boots. As I was driving to the closest bar, I couldn't stop thinking about Reece and what he did to me years ago. Oh, I've arrived. That car looks familiar.. it's charlottes. What was she doing here? It was Friday, wouldn't she be spending time with her children and husband? I wouldn't blame her, that man sounds shitty. but she wasn't even wearing her ring..? was she avoiding him? Get your head out of your ass and go walk into that bar, go get a drink.

Charlottes perspective

Why did I decide to marry that man. He cheated on me multiple times with other girls. Being 'drunk' and brought other girls home in our bed. I love him, and so I thought that I did anyways. He was the rock I always had when something went wrong, he is the father of our children, he is the one that I trusted always. I really loved him, so I thought.

"another red wine please" I said to the bartender, I couldn't even look them in the eyes and speak properly.

He nodded in agreement and then continued to pour and make the drink. I looked around, and spotted someone I knew. Mia. She spotted me and walked towards me, there was something about her.. something attractive and I just. Charlotte stop, you hate her.. right? Right...? No, I did. I looked back down, hoping that we didn't make eye contact and she didn't see what I was thinking by my facial expressions. My face was blushing, I could feel butterflies. Something that I hadn't felt in a while I knew.

"hey sweetheart.. is something wrong..? are you okay? You seem off- Charlotte your ring. What did that dick do to you. Did you finally leave him?"

"mia- what do you want. Like you care anyways, it doesn't matter"

I looked up at Mia, and we made eye contact. You could see the sympathy in her eyes. She really cared. The way she looked at me, she loved me.. I think. My wine was placed Infront of me, I didn't even sniff the bouquet or anything, I just gulped almost the whole glass down.

"woah charlotte- darling please slow down. Sweetheart your going to give yourself alcohol poisoning and hurt yourself even more at this point"

"i-I don't care, that man"

"charlotte, sweetheart please. Talk to me"

I stopped and froze, looked down. I could feel my eyes tearing up, my heart pounding. I just started crying on the spot.

"charlotte, please. Tell me whats happening"

"h-he cheated on me.. so many times. He tried to come back but I just couldn't with him anymore, I had to leave. I dropped my kids at their grandparents for a while, I just couldn't be there to deal with him, I had to get out of there as soon as possible"

"charlotte.. come here"

Mia pulled me towards her, I looked up at her, we kissed. I broke apart. I hadn't felt like this since, I don't know. I looked at her, she held my hand. We both finished our drinks and stood up, still holding hands. We walked out of the bar, and I hopped into mia's car. I didn't say anything. I was blushing and trying not to break out and just kiss her whist she was driving. Her hand was on my thigh, god it really turned me on and I didn't even notice until today. The silence was so arkward and I just couldn't anymore.

"mia. Why me?"

"charlotte. I love you so much. The way you smile and laugh, your so cute and happy. You make me feel whole sweetheart"

The look in my eyes. I was blushing and I couldn't contain my love for her anymore.

"Mia, darling. I haven't felt this way in so long, I love you so much. Your my other half"

We finally pulled up, I got out of the car and helpedcharlotte out. She was heartbroken. you could see it in her eyes. i grabbed her hand and.. 

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