My Lighthouse

Just in time

Mark heard his phone buzzing and without opening his eyes he tried to find it on his nightstand. Shit! Where is that fucking phone? He opened his eyes and before he realized what he was doing, he threw it on the floor. He bended over to grab it, when it stopped making noise. Mark moaned. He felt like a truck had hit him and left him dead on the floor. "I shouldn't have taken that last whiskey", he mumbled. He looked at his phone, "missed call Sheila Edwards". Oh fuck! Mark stroke his face and pushed himself up to sit against the head of the bed. Suddenly he realized he was naked. His clothes lay all over the floor and as he looked beside him, he saw the other side of the bed had been slept. Did he hear the shower running, or was he still that drunk, he imagined it all? He hit his hand before his face, when he thought about the girl he met last night. Nicky had been angry about what he was intending to do. Did he? Oh my God, I hope not.

Sheila looked at her phone. She understood why he didn't wanted to talk to her. For three days she had tried to find the courage to call him, scared of her own reaction when she would speak to him again. But he deserved the truth, even if he was that far away. Maybe he heard his phone to late. She looked at her watch. Hmm eight o'clock in the morning in China. Maybe he was still sleeping. She decided to try it again. He deserved that alright, after being ignored for three days. The phone rang....once, twice, third time, "hi beautiful", she heard Mark say. Although his words were sweet, the tone of his voice was sad and tired. Hi sweetheart, she answered and felt the tears coming up already. That's why she didn't wanted to call him. She didn't wanted to upset him during his tour. He couldn't help her as long as he was that far away.

Mark heard her sigh and breathing irregular. Was she crying? Did she know what had happened last night? He hoped not. He realized, he loved only her, more than he ever did. But wasn't that a conclusion he drew many times before already? He should have known better than this. He could try to have sex with half of this fucking world, but sex without love didn't meant a thing. He tried to remember what he did last night, but he really didn't know. "How are you doing?" He asked, trying to let her recover and catch some breath. "I am sorry", he heard her whispering. "Sorry for what sweetie?" "Sorry I cut you out. I shouldn't have. I wasn't aloud to call you and let you know how I was actually doing." Mark made a fist and pushed his nails into his skin. Louis!! He didn't say what he was thinking, but he was furious Louis interfered in his private life. She was already crying and he didn't wanted to upset her even more. Mark took a deep breath. What happened at the hospital Sheila? Do you want to tell me?

Sheila told Mark everything. She also mentioned the upcoming surgery of next week, although everyone warned her not to tell. He deserved to know, no matter what Louis had said. All the time she spoke, it was quiet on the other side of the line. Mark? "Hmmm, I am here. I am always here for you sweetie." Mark heard how the person in the bathroom turned of the shower and opened the door of the shower cabin. Mark's heart was beating wildly. What if this woman would overheard his conversation with Sheila and started to talk out loud? What if Sheila heard the noise and called him to account? He had to disconnect before she came out of the bathroom. "Mark?" "Are you still listening?" he heard Sheila react slightly irritated, because he didn't gave her any response. He looked at his phone as if Sheila could look straight through it. "Yes, sweetheart I am still here". "Did you hear what I just said?" "About what?" Mark asked. He was so nervous the girl would come out of the bathroom and Sheila would be able to hear her, that he didn't payed much of attention to her story on the phone. Sweat appeared on his forehead. "Mark!!" Sheila yelled through the phone. "I struggled for three, no almost four days to call you and now you're not listening?!! Is there someone with you?!"Mark hesitated answering, which was a confirmation for Sheila, she was right. You fucking son of a bitch, sheila screamed through the phone and disconnected. Furious she threw the phone into the corner of her room. How could she ever think she did all this for the two of them? "You selfish asshole!!" Sheila screamed out loud. Tears were falling down her face, as she threw herself onto the bed and cried out loud while she pushed her face into her cushion. Why did she even thought for one minute, he would be faithful to her? Her stomach turned around and she had to run for the bathroom to be there on time and threw up her entire lunch.