Catching Feelings

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I'm still laying awake when the sun begins to slowly brighten the room hours after she leaves. At first I was furious, how could she fucking do that shit to me...but it didn't last long. My anger was quickly replaced with guilt, because how many times have I done the exact same thing to her? More often than I care to admit. The guilt quickly made room for fear to go along with it and I called and texted her repeatedly in a panic. Terrified that she really is done this time. Was she even wearing the ring? She ignored me for a while and then fired off "Why were you with her? I want the truth...and I fucking deserve it." I was honest because I have nothing to hide "I don't love her, but I trust her. I needed some advice on what to do about the mess I've made between you and I. That's all B" I could almost hear her voice shaking with rage through her next text "You went to HER to discuss US? Are you fucking kidding me?"

"I'm coming to you...what room are you in?" I answered.

Her reply had come instantly "Don't you dare show up at my door. I'll switch hotels completely if you do." Not willing to risk calling her bluff I'd surrendered with "Alright. I love you. Will you come see me in the morning when you wake up." Her response never came.

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I pull myself into a sitting position and look around the room...its so quiet. I'm lonely and missing her and can't stand to sit in the silence alone with my thoughts for another second, so I head into the bathroom and twist the knobs on the shower, leaning against the counter while I wait for the water to heat up.

My thoughts take over again as I struggle to remember whether she was wearing her ring or not and struggle even harder to figure out a way to fix this...when I finally snap out of it the room swirls with clouds of steam. Damn, how long have I been standing here? I cross the room, stripping my sweats off, which are damp with humidity, and step into the shower.

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Fredo jerks his chin upwards "Hey..." when he opens the door a little while later.

"Hey..." I reply, pretending to elbow him in the stomach when I pass. My eyes scan his room "Where's he at?"

"Over there." He points towards the couch and I spot OG right away, nestled in a pile of throw pillows on top of his bear, his little eyes wide and curiously looking around as tiny squeaks chirp from him every few seconds.

He instantly cheers me up and leaves me with a smile. "Thanks for watching him." I say to Fredo, picking up the bear with him still clinging to it with his funny little hands.

He waves me off "Its cool...he's better company than you ever thought of being."

"Yeah whatever..." I smile, extending two fingers for OG to grasp.

"Where's Bobbi?" Fredo inquires, slumping down on his unmade bed.

"Still in our room." I lie. If I told him she reserved her own room I'd have to tell him why and that's obviously out of the question "In fact, I better get back...she's excited as fuck to play with him."