Margaux and I went on a walk around Times Square to talk about my fight with Drew. I really didn’t want to fight, even though it was all my fault.
“Nay, it really isn’t your fault,” she comforted.
“You can keep saying that, but I know that it is. It really is. I was the one who cheated on him. And he never did anything to me! God, I’m so stupid! How could I have done that?!” I screamed at myself. Margaux sighed.
“Okay, well I see that the denial approach isn’t working” She paused. “So, do you want to know why I didn’t tell Levi that I was pregnant in the first place?”
“Why…?” I asked hesitatingly. I wasn’t sure where this was going.
“Well…It might not exactly be his…” she mumbled. I gasped.
“MARGAUX! NO! Who’s could it be?!” I yelled franticly, receiving strange faces from people walking past us.
“Uhm…” She started nervously. “His brother, Brandon. It’s his brother’s! Naomi, I’m screwed. I’m so screwed! I can’t tell him, I can’t tell Levi, and I can’t get an abortion! What do I do?!” she screamed in a panic.
“You slept with Levi’s brother?! Margaux, even I know that’s wrong!” I shouted at her, ignoring her other questions. “Well, you definitely can stop this. You just need to work up the courage to tell Levi. AND Brandon!”
“But I just can’t!” she whined.
“Fine, we’ll deal with this later. I need to fix this thing with Drew before it gets any worse!”
We walked around some more, but I had seen Times Square so many times I didn’t even need to look at it to know everything there.
•••
“Kitty, do you think we’ll split up for good? I’m really worried”
“Oh, honey. You and Drew go way back. You have known him since you were little. Now, your FINALLY engaged and you had a little fight. Do you really think that’s gonna split you two up?” she said, probably without even thinking. I sighed.
“You’re probably right. I’m worried about nothing”
I kept thinking though. Was I really worried about nothing? Or should I have been worried?
I tried to cheer myself up by looking at my albums that were almost sold out. Usually, I’d be ecstatic. But then, my whole relationship with Drew was hanging from a thread and I needed to do something quick.
I was about to sprint out of the shop but Kitty stopped me.
“What do you think you’re doing, Miss?! You’re working!”
“I have to make things right!” I yelled, running out the doors.
I ran out to the parking lot and hopped into my car, immediately speeding away. I drove and drove. I needed to get home to Drew, my Drew.
Once I finally got home, I burst through the doors and ran to his room, praying he was home. He wasn’t in his room.
“Drew?” I yelled. “Drew!”
I ran into my room, and around the rest of the bottom floor. No one was there. I sprinted upstairs to the kitchen.
I ran into the living room, and a stake was stabbed through my heart at what I saw. Drew was there, on the couch. But he wasn’t alone. Nope, he was making out with some sl*t from the gym. He saw me immediately and his eyes widened.
“I just don’t get it, Drew. How could you do this to me?! Here, I am, trying to make things right. Then, I see you cheating on me. I don’t know if I can forgive you for this,” I cried. He got up from the couch with eyes of apology.
“Naomi, you don’t know how sorry I am right now. You don’t know how much I wish I could take back what I did! I’m not lying, babe,” he said apologetically.
“Don’t call me that. Not now. That really hurt me, Drew! I don’t know if I’ll ever forgive you, even if I did the same. I’m not gonna let you get away with it,” I said, choking back tears. I never meant for any of this to happen…
•••
My phone rang. And rang again. And again. I didn’t pick it up, though.
“Nay, just answer the damn call! I’m getting tired of your ringtone,” Margaux said anxiously.
“I don’t want to! He cheated on me, and I won’t forgive him,” I replied stubbornly.
“It’s not like you didn’t cheat on him”
That was true. But still… I couldn’t just let it slide. I have self-esteem.
“So, what? I was drunk and I didn’t know what I was doing. He knew perfectly well what he was doing”
“Maybe he’s trying to make it up to you!”
“No”
“Fine. Well, I have to go to work. You can just sit here by yourself and listen to your ringtone nonstop. Have fun,” she said while marching out the door.
I stared at the ringing phone. I reluctantly hovered my finger above the “answer” button. Should I answer it? Should i?
It rang again. Oh, what the hell. I answered it and didn’t say “Hello” or anything. I just waited for him to talk.
“Naomi! Thank god you answered,” he said excitedly.
“What do you want, Drew?” I hissed.
“I’ll tell you what I DON’T want. I don’t want this relationship to end. I don’t want you to be mad at me. I DO want to be the one to say ‘I do’ at your wedding. I know I don’t deserve one, but please, give me one more chance?” he pleaded. I sighed.
“I love you. I really do”
“Then, please, come back home! I miss you so much. You know what?”
“What?”
“I cried myself to sleep last night”
I giggled a little bit. Drew cried? I had only seen him cry once. That was when we were about to die in a result of arson, but still. If that’s how much it takes to make him cry, then he must feel worse than almost being killed by a fire!
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ANOTHER TWIST!!
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A Simply Complicated Love Story [Book 1]
HumorNaomi and Drew have always been best friends. Ever since she moved in with him in his amazing New York Mansion, she's seen him as more than a best friend, and she finds it's not that easy to deal with. When things finally do start going her way, she...