Trust Me [Book 2]

Chapter 11: *Rick's POV*

Chapter 11 - [September 10th]

"It might be time to move on."

My elbows rested on my knees as I held my head. I wasn't hearing the right answer. Moving on wasn't a choice. Only choice was to move forward.

"It's possible that the relationship has run its course."

I sat up and leaned back in the tight uncomfortable chair. In all the years I've seen Dr. Tomlinson, I would've expected him to upgrade the furniture. Our sessions weren't frequent but I still got tired of the same scenery.

Same boring office. Same two hard chairs. Same damn issues.

            I anticipated some struggle but goddamn. The more I pressed the stronger she'd block me out. Sweets was driving me crazy. Our relationship had never been this hard. She'd never been this hardheaded.

            Every time I felt like we were getting closer she'd pull back and put me at the beginning.

"If Elle is making it clear she doesn't want a romantic relationship with you then you should respect that."

             I shook my head slowly. Dr. Tomlinson still wasn't saying what I wanted to hear.

"What are her words and actions telling you?"

"To try harder," I answered honestly.

            He took in a deep breath while scribbling more words on a yellow legal pad. "You've mentioned that Elle has made rules that she'd like for you to follow. Do you think she came up with rules so that you would try harder?"

"Those rules are stupid."

            Dr. Tomlinson made brief eye contact before taking more notes. The more he wrote, the crazier I felt. But how can I be crazy for wanting my wife back? The love of my life? The mother of my princess?

            Giving up was crazy.

"Perhaps Elle made rules for a reason."

"Like what?" I knew my Sweets and she only did that to be difficult. It seemed like she liked when there's tension between us. I think the strain made her feel comfortable. It gave her something to hide behind and a perfect excuse for why we're not together.

"Her rules can be a way of setting boundaries and expectations. Or she could be trying to respect a current relationship."

"Wha-wait. What?" Rubbing my forehead, I tried to process that statement. "That...That's not it."

"She could be in another relationsh­-"

"No." I waved that off. "Rocky would've told me."

Dr. Tomlinson tilted his head, shrugging. "If she knows. Some parents wait to introduce their children to their partners."

            The thought of Sweets in a new relationship had me clutching the arms of the hard ass chair. I would not go through that shit with her again. She had her little fling with the doctor but that was long over. She knew better.

I think she knew better.

I hope she knew better.

            My mind raced as I ran my hands through my hair. It would explain her dumb 'don't touch me' rule and why she never replieyto my texts and she didn't put up a fight when I wanted longer visits with Rocky.

"Fuck!"

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"Open up," I shouted, pounding my fist against the door. It didn't make sense that I'd been knocking for the past two minutes. It's not like I was on the steps of a mansion.