Chapter Eleven
My eyes slowly open and its way to bright. I quickly squeeze them shut and wonder what time of the morning it is. Having nothing to do today I know I can lie in to whatever time I like but the professional in me nags at me to not leave it too late in case I can get some work done! I open my eyes and turn my head to look at the clock, 9.00. Not too bad I think and stretch my arms above my head and yawn.
I sleepily rise from my comfy bed and head towards the bathroom.
Once I’ve finished sorting myself out I go back to my bedroom and hear a beeping, it’s my phone. I wander over to my bedside table and try to guess who’s texted me now. It’s Cheryl. My heart starts to speed up as I quickly open the message.
I’ve split with Natalie, I’m all yours. Cheryl xx
I’m stunned, shocked in fact that she’s actually done it. She’s split up with her girlfriend for me! I blink a few times and re read the message. It’s right, she really has!
My heart’s racing like a speed boat, is Cheryl really mine now? Is this actually happening? A few days ago we could hardly hold a conversation but now... Oh my god.
I quickly press the reply button and send her a message.
Wow! OMG we need to talk. I’ll be round in an hour! Love Kimba
I start flapping, trying to work out what to wear. Casual? Formal? Sexy even? Oh my goodness I’m seeing Cheryl! And by seeing meaning she’s mine again! Woah this is so much for my brain to take in!
I quickly grab a piece of toast, get changed, and hop into my car. I decide to wear a casual outfit but with the jeans on I know Cheryl loves, she says they show of my asset. So I know what that means!
50 minutes after sending my text message to Cheryl I’m at her house. I take a deep breath and get out of car, slowly I make my way up the drive. I think back to all the times I’ve made this walk, hundreds probably, each time with different feelings. Sometimes happiness, sometimes excitement and sometimes dread and once Anger. I never wish to do this walk in anger again, I know I made a mistake and I’m here to make it right again.
Ringing the doorbell I wait. Doesn’t take long before I hear the door creak open and there she is. Love of my life dressed in a tight pair of jeans and a comfy looking t-shirt.
“Hi,” she says wearing a big smile.
“Hello there can I come in?”
She grins even more and ducks her head sheepishly as she lets me inside.
“Well, well. I was surprised at the text this morning,” I tease her a little.
“Well I had to do something to get you back,” she replies walking over toward the livingroom.
I can tell she’s nervous we used to hug when we saw each other but we haven’t done so for 3 months and it shows. It’s still awkward a little so we’ve avoided it but I follow her into the livingroom and sit down next to her on the sofa.
“So how did she take it?” I wince.
“Not too good actually. There was crying and stamping of feet, and I cried,” she said being totally honest with me which I appreciate. “It was hard you know,” she says looking up at me with her big brown eyes.
I take a deep breath a bring my hand up to cup her cheek.
“I hope I’m worth it,” I say and I can see her nodding gently.
TBC....
