In Love With A Sociopath

Chapter 12

Mary's POV

Even in my dreams, I was replaying everything that happened with Kevin. Meeting him at the bar, cutting my hand from the pristine, crystalline glass. Having a...."reunion" with him.

But I don't regret it. And I know that I would have continued to dwell more and more into this if it hadn't been a ringing sound interrupting my sleep.

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My eyes lazily open to have the daylight shine on them, causing me to roll over in annoyance. 

"...Kevin?", I mumbled.

Where was he? 

The phone continued to ring, so I just picked it up to be polite and make it stop.

"Hello?", I groggily say into the phone.

"Hello!", says a perky voice,"Is Mary here?"

"This is her.", I respond.

"Well, Mary, I have some great news for you.", she says in a very kind voice,"The head psychologists in our medical department have read your PhD paper. And they are very impressed."

I don't say anything. It literally feels like my heart stopped. 

"Hello?", she says.

"Oh, I'm sorry.", I say back quickly,"I'm just so...so suprised. I just sent it in last night."

"Well, you must have caught them on a good day.", she responds.

I smile,"It must have been!"

"Anyway", she continues,"I wanted to tell you that they have accepted your PhD."

My eyes go wide,"Wait...what??"

She laughs,"They have accepted your PhD. You're now able to define yourself as a clinical Psychologist. Congratulations, Mary!"

I cover my mouth,"Oh my goodness. I can't believe this! This is amazing. Oh my gosh, thank you, thank you so much. You have no idea what this means to me."

"Oh, I think I do.", she says,"But the good news doesn't stop just there."

I'm completely taken aback. 

There's MORE??!!

"You already have a job offer. And I believe it's close to where you live. They are in need of more psychologists and you fit just the picture.", she tells me succinctly.

I almost jump out of bed, screaming and jumping in excitment. But I stop myself. I have to be professional,"Thank you so much! This is amazing news. I'm-I'm so happy!"

It's almost as if I can hear her smile through the phone,"You must be. I'll email you with the rest of the details and the company will be emailing you as well in a few days."

"Thank you...", I repeat.

"Oh don't thank me. You're the one who wrote the amazing paper. Have a great day, now.", she responds and hangs up.

As soon as I put the phone down, I grab a pillow and scream in excitement and hug myself. This is the most amazing day of my life! I can't believe that they accepted my paper on the first try. It just seems too good to be true.

"Well. Looks like someone's excited."

I look up to see Kevin standing in the doorway with two cups in his hand.

I can't help, but smile really big,"You won't believe what just happened!"

He comes and sits back down next to me on the bed and hands me a cup.

"What?", he asks with a tender smile.

"They accepted my PhD!", I almost scream,"I'm actually a professional psychologist now! There's even a company who wants me to work with me."

Kevin raises his eyebrows,"Mary, that's amazing! Congratulations. You're going to be such an amazing psychologist, you know."

I blush,"Thanks, Kevin."

There's a moment of silence between us and I take a sip out of the cup.

"Mmm.", I smile in delight,"Hot chocolate. My favorite."

"It's always been your favorite.", he nods towards the cup.

"I remember you used to get me hot chocolate every morning when I'd spend the night at your house.", I restrain from adding the part when he barely talked to me on the last night of our relationship.

He smiles,"It made you happy."

You make me happy, I almost say. But I bite my lip instead.

"Kevin...", I say, a little unsure of what to say next.

He raises his eyebrows in question, waiting for me to continue.

I take a deep breath and force myself to continue because it will continue to bother me until I am able to get it out,"What happened last night....I want to know what you're thinking right now."

"I'm not too sure what to think, Mary.", he begins,"You know how I feel about you. But you also know that I'm not going to force you into anything."

"I know you won't.", I whisper,"But I can't help, but miss what we used to have."

There's another silent moment and I look down, since it seems like he doesn't feel the same way. 

But he then suddenly puts his hand on mine,"Do you remember what we said to eachother the last day at Claverack?"

I think for a while,"I remember the gist of it. But it's not like I remember word for word of it."

He smirks,"I remember you told me you love me. And last night, you told me that you can't stop loving me."

Again, the blush creeps its way to my face,"....Now I remember that..."

"Was it true?", he asks in complete seriousness.

I give a small laugh,"....You know it was, Kevin."

"Do you love me enough to give me a second chance?", he asks.

I look up at him and raise my eyebrows. Although I should have expected this, it still catches me completely off guard.

My mouth opens, but no words come out. 

He looks away,"It's okay. I don't blame you."

"Wait...", I grab his hand and pull him closer to me,"I never gave you an answer."

He smiles and puts his lips on my neck, lightly kissing it like he used to. It just used to drive me crazy when I was 16. And it's driving me crazy right now as well.

"...What if you go back?", I whisper.

He pulls away and looks at me,"Well. The government is making me go to therapy once a month for about....the rest of my life. And I'm prescribed anti-psychotics. So...it should all be good."

I smile and put my forehead to his,"I'm so glad I never moved on..."

He puts his lips lightly to mine,"Me too."