Unexpected

Chapter 45.

Albert's POV.

"Where is she?" I yell at Sophia who has been staring at her phone for the last fifteen minutes.

"I. Don't. Know." She rolls her eyes at me and I grab the fucking phone from her.

"I'm not asking you this shit again, Sophia. Where is she?"

"Call her, oh wait, you already did but she doesn't want to talk to you. Why? Because you probably fucked up."

"Fuck! Just, please, tell me where she is. Please!"

"Ugh, she's probably with Andrew, alright? She told me she was having lunch with him today," I fucking knew it!

I feel an odd feeling boiling inside of me and I just feel so fucking pissed. What the hell, Emily!

I instantly type her number just to hear the fucking voice mail again. That fucking Andrew is so fucked right now..

Emily's POV.

We're seated in a table next to the window at Applebee's. Andrew wanted to walk to Nando's but I refused to. Nando's is where Albert and I practically started our relationship and I miss him. I feel a painful guilt inside of my chest and I just want it to go away.

"Are you okay, Emily? You being so quiet," Andrew says with a concerned expression.

"Yes, I'm just thinking. So you mentioned you were having some issues with the subject of geography?"

"Yup!" Andrew removes his book from his bag and shows me three underlined exercises.

"Geography is not my main subject," I give him a playfully smile. "I prefer Philosophy, but I'll do my best," Andrew gives me a friendly pat on my shoulder and I read the exercises while picking a piece of chicken from my plate.

The lunch is not awkward at all. I managed to help him with all the three questions. Even though the image of Albert was constantly appearing on my head I did not mention him.

"Thank you for the lunch," I tell Andrew while he pays his order.

"Thank you for helping me," He gives me a friendly smile as we head outside.

It's not raining anymore as a stroke of light blue, fearlessly, crosses the grey sky.

I want to call Albert. Tell him that there is no need to keep fighting. I understand he has his secrets; I respect his privacy and I want to believe he does trust me. I just want him to know he is not alone anymore; I am here and I want him to be able to share anything with me, I want him to let me in.