I here a knock on my door. It's probably the owner of the hotel.
I open it to see Michael.
"Please don't slam the door in my face" he puts his hand on the door.
He look terrible. Like he's had no sleep for weeks. That make both of us.
"I miss you Jess, please come back home" he licks his lips.
"How did you find me?" My voice come out croaky.
"I tracked your phone" he slightly smiles like he's proud of himself.
I don't know why but I open the door further and let him in.
We sit on the couch in silence.
"I still love you Jess" he looks at me with sorry eyes.
I just look away.
"Cal has a new girlfriend" he spits out.
"And your telling me this why?" I shout.
"so you don't have to worry about him anymore"
"No, you're lying, you just want me to forgive you for everything that you did"
"No, let me get things clear, yes I came here because I still fucking love you Jess! But I didn't come here expecting you to run into my arms and tell me you still love me too. I just wanted to see you. It has killed me not being able to see you Jess! I've missed you so much"
"What do you want me to do about it?"
"Come home"
"I'm happy here thanks"
"Stop being so fucking stubborn! I can see your miserable by the way you've left your suit case packed, just waiting to pick it up and come back! Stop lying to yourself, and just admit you hate being all on your own, and guess what? You've missed so much, Jan had her first scan and Luke cried seeing his son"
I start to cry.
"I don't know what I've fucking done Michael!" I yell
"It can all be sorted if you just come home with me today" he smiles and takes my hand.
"I'm not sure what I want anymore" I shrug.
"You've got time to figure things out, I'm willing to wait infinity for you. I don't care if it's 1 week or 20 years for you to realise what you want. I'm still going to be here, holding your hand, even if you don't want me too. I'm certain what I want Jess and it's you"
I take a deep breath and don't say anything. I get up and grab my suit case, Michael is right. I kept my suitcase packed because everyday since I left I wanted to go back.
I can see Michael smile in the corner of my eye. As I walk out the door and into his car.
The smell reminds me of the first day I stepped into this car. The memories come flooding back to me, the good and the bad.
I still love Michael, there's not doubt about it. But if really means what he says, he's going to have to fight for my trust back.
