When He Is Sorry He Means It

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Mia

‘What?’ gasped Alexander, clearly shocked. ‘So what your saying is that man-’
‘Shaun,’ I cut him off, clearly pissed off at his stupid behavior.

‘Shaun,’ Alexander stated guiltily, ‘is… gay?’

‘Yes dumb ass! That is exactly what I said! Jesus Christ! What is wrong with you! Why the fuck would you do something like that! Did you even think about the consequences? What if the press finds out! What if Shaun presses charges? What if I get fired because of your idiotic stunt?’ I drew in one long breath, gasping at the horrifying outcomes… this clearly was not going to end well.

‘Love I am sorry,’ Alexander said, the self-reproaching and remorsefulness evident in his eyes. ‘I was jealous, well… because I really like you Mia, not because you’re a model, but because you have an amazing personality. You are headstrong, determined, thoughtful and are like no other woman I have ever met,’ he explained. ‘When I saw those pictures and the way you were looking at-’

‘That was all just posing, there is nothing going on between us!’ I said in urgency, wanting to clear that out because for some reason I hated the fact that Alexander thought I liked another man.

‘I know that now, love,’ he chuckled, my heart beat coming back to normal when I noticed him calling me “love”, a name that I was now extremely fond of and found very special and comforting. ‘Especially since I know that he is gay. But it was just when I saw those pictures, a rage of jealousy rushed through me and I couldn’t control myself!’ he explained.

I sighed in disappointment, torn internally, a sick, romantic part of me was overjoyed that he punched another man because of me, but the more practical part of me was utterly let down by his rash conduct and that he had hurt one of my friends, who was completely innocent!

I looked up to Alexander to see pain in his eyes. ‘Please don’t look at me like that, love!’ Alexander spoke desperately, cupping my jaw with his warm hands, cradling my face gently so that I was looking directly up into his ocean blue eyes. But there was something missing, his eyes had lost their glimmer and were saddened, his lips downturned. ‘Say something, love’ he begged.

I shook my head, his hands falling to his side. ‘I don’t know what to say Alexander… I have never seen you behave so violently and I honestly did not like it.  I never ever pegged you as a violent person and I am just so disappointed,’ I spoke softly, shaking me head.

‘Please love! I am so very sorry! I never meant to make you disappoint in me! I never meant to hurt you! God I am such an idiot! Please forgive me love! Please! I promise I will never disappoint you again! Please love!’ Alexander sobbed in desperation and urgency.

I sighed, ‘Okay fine,’ I spoke softly.

‘Thank you so much love!’ Alexander flung his arms around me and buried his face into my hair. I smiled softly and wrapped my arms around him; my ear pressed against his chest, his heart beat soothing me. I rubbed small circles on his back, calming him down and then Alexander did something that surprised me –he placed a small soft peck on my cheek, tingles immediately shooting throughout my body and butterflies erupted in my tummy.

But then snapping back into reality, I reluctantly pushed him off me and wiped that smile off my face making my expression emotionless.

‘Alexander, it shouldn’t be me you should be apologizing too,’ I stated, folding my arms. ‘You should apologize to Shaun; I mean it is the least that you can do considering that you messed up his face and he is a model after all! The face is everything!

‘All right, love, you are right, I will come back and apologize,’ he sighed.

‘No, I want you to apologize to Shaun now,’ I shot back.

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