Mercy

Part 26: Window

A/N: Hi, so this is barely a chapter but I've slept 3 hours because of my cat. If any of you happens to be a cat behaviourists/psychologist leave a comment(she is fine I'm just a worried person).  Yeah, have fun kids.
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She didn't ask me to stay the night so I left after an hour or so of cuddling. In this case cuddling meant holding Autumn while she cried, but she stopped and as she got in the shower I said bye and left. I am not sure why she was crying. I held back, sure the ending was... a little much, but it wasn't that bad. Was it? She begged me for it, it was fine. I felt good, the sex was good, I was satisfied and the feelings of my partner didn't cross my mind. She didn't say anything so how should I know?

I texted her the next day after work but she didn't answer. A little late to play hard to get, isn't it? Was something wrong? I knew that we would see each other at Roger's later that week and it wasn't like we spent everyday together so I didn't think about it. I had other things to think about, I had to work out the Roger situation. If I were to accept that there really were only two choices I knew my decision, I wasn't going to stop seeing her so I would become a spy. I didn't have to be a good spy so it could work out fine for us. Maybe I could tell Autumn and I wouldn't risk our relationship. I figured it out.

Work was good again. I think that letting out some of the sexual frustration really helped. I chuckled to myself thinking about what Charlotte once asked me: If I killed because of my mommy issues or sexual frustration. That girl really was something else. At the time I said that it might be both but maybe I was wrong. I hadn't thought about my mom in a long time now, I was too busy thinking about Autumn to let other things take up too much space. I was aware that this might sound like an obsession and yes it was. I hadn't admitted it yet but it was absolutely an unhealthy obsession but I figured that since we were going to be together now it would calm down a little.

When the day finally rolled around for us to have our weekly family dinner. I had played it cool but I really wanted to see her. I wanted to kiss her and hold her hand under the table. She didn't show up.

Oh, oh no, something was wrong.

The whole dinner Siobhan shot me looks of disdain, this was new. I assumed that Roger would ask me to stay to discuss our arrangement as the others left but he didn't. He left the dining hall before anyone left and he didn't come back. I asked Reece if he knew something and he seemed just as confused as me. I drove home and sat in my driveway. Admittedly I am not the greatest at understanding human behaviour but I know that something is wrong. So, I would just fix it. The plan was simple and straightforward, maybe because I came up with it in a couple of minutes while sitting in my car. Go over to Autumn, get on my knees and beg for forgiveness. I assumed that the sex was the issue. I could fix that. I could change that. I turned the key, it was still in the ignition and I was on my merry way.

Parking was as always a struggle on the small and crowded street so I drove slowly looking for a spot. Maybe my intense focus was why I came to recognize a car. I couldn't place it. It wasn't Autumn, but I was sure I had seen it before. I parked and walked past the car again. It was a dark, four door, BMW, last year's model with custom interior. It was Roger's car. I stopped in my tracks and looked up towards her window, it was too high up to see but I knew that I needed to get a look inside.

There were no other houses across from hers; there was just the small road running along the canal, but the ground was elevated on the other side of the stream of water. My eyesight was 20/20 so I figured it was worth my time. I walked across the bridge, it wasn't far and I got into the little hill. There was a playground 20 meters away or so but there were no children and no one around to even question my unique lookout spot. I looked at the house and found her window. You saw straight into her living room, this was not safe at all. I would have to make her get some blinds or something. Autumn was on the couch and she was talking to someone across the room in the kitchen. I couldn't make out the person at first, that was until she walked towards the couch with two glasses of wine. Siobhan.