Only in a Lifetime (The Prince and I : Sequel)

(10) Only in a Lifetime

Chapter 10

Jesse’s POV

I stood in the doorway of Callie’s house. In my hand I held a bottle of gin which I had paid a guy to get from some tacky corner shop. ‘You shouldn’t be here,’ Callie whispered, I’m guessing she didn’t want Charles to know.

‘Where is he?’ I questioned firmly as I crossed my arms. ‘I need him Callie, please,’ I pleaded as I looked at the bottle in my hand.

‘That isn’t possible, Charles isn’t here,’ Callie spat quickly, a little too quickly.

‘I don’t want to hurt you, Callie but if you don’t move I will,’ I threatened as I took another drink of gin.

Callie looked at me then crossed her arms before slouching casually. ‘You don’t scare me Jesse. There was a time when I would have run away from you, now I’ve grown up and got over you. You’re nothing to me; you ruined my best friend’s life. He has been in America for two weeks getting over you so don’t think you can come over here and bring all that pain back,’ Callie spat at me, I wasn’t expecting that. ‘Hurt me, I don’t care! But if you touch Charles I swear you won’t know what hit you,’ Callie snapped finally as she pointed a finger at me before snatching the bottle away from me.

‘Callie please just let me see him,’ I pleaded gently. ‘Look at me Callie, I’m dying here.’ I put my hands out as if to say “look-at-me”.

‘You put yourself in that position, not me or Charles. You should have thought about that before you decided to cheat-,’ Callie began.

‘Callie, I can handle this,’ Charles cut her off from the background. I couldn’t see him yet but his voice made my insides melt and my gut do back flips. And then he walked out, the man I love. He still looked the same, just as perfect; unlike myself.

‘Charles,’ I whispered shakily.

‘Stop,’ Charles cut me off. ‘I don’t really care what you have to say. I’ve drowned myself in ice-cream and I need to move on. You’re going to be a dad Jesse. I’d love to congratulate you and tell you I’m happy for you but it’ll all be lies. We were both supposed to be dads one day, together. Now that won’t happen and I have to get over that but it won’t be easy if you don’t let me be,’ Charles said quietly as he looked down at the floor.

‘But Charles... I love you,’ I admitted.

‘No you don’t, you loved me,’ Charles answered. ‘If you love me then why would you hurt me so badly?’ I noticed I was crying. Tears were actually rolling down my cheeks.

‘I wasn’t thinking straight,’ I tried to protest.

‘And you still aren’t thinking straight! I can do so much better than you,’ Charles spat in my face as he pushed me away from the door before slamming it shut.

‘Stop pushing me away, Charles. I will not stop fighting until your mine again!’ I yelled as I pounded my fist on the door. My skin was still tingling from where Charles had pushed me. I knocked on the door again quietly. ‘Can I have my drink back?’ I called through the letter box.

‘Go fuck yourself Jesse,’ Callie shouted back. I smirked smugly as I walked off down the driveway.

I stalked across the overgrown grass of the property I use to live in. The apartment still looked exactly the same as it did when I left; maybe the grass was a little longer, like an inch or two. The two windows either side of the front door we both still broken, that’s how people break into the apartment. I quickened my pace as I unlocked the front door.