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•Abel•
Once I finally got Nava to lay down after giving her some aspirin for the headache she worked up, it didn't take her long to fall asleep.

I wanted to hold her while she slept but it didn't feel right, not after everything she said to me, so I sat on my window seal and watched her sleep for I don't know how long.

At some point I got up to change out of my clothes before making my way downstairs for some privacy and a much-needed drink to get through what I had in mind to show Nava how serious I am about her. About us.

I never want to see Nava cry like that again because of me and I know exactly how to make sure that doesn't happen.

It's after three in the morning and I'm pouring myself another shot of Hennessey while I continue to stare at Bella's number trying to figure out how I'm going to go about this.

Sitting my empty cup on the table I let out a heavy frustrated sigh figuring I should just get it over with.

I need to break up with her. Sooner rather than later.

Thinking of the pain I'm putting Nava through for selfish reasons, I hate to admit she's right. I do have feelings for Bella. We've been together for almost a year, I guess it was bound to happen.

Pouring myself another shot for a little liquid courage, I take it down in one gulp before pressing the talk button and put the phone to my ear.

Settling back in my couch, I listen to the dial tone gnawing on my lip until Bella answers the phone.

"Hello?" She answers all cheery and shit.

"Hey, what are you doing" I ask keeping my voice low and flat as I pour myself another shot.

"I just left out for a shoot, what are you still doing up?" I can tell she's smiling.

"It's one of those nights" I explain picking my shot up.

"Your insomnia?" She guesses.

"Not exactly. I haven't really had any issues with that in a while" I admit thinking about when I used to sleep with Bella; she could never make me sleep the way Nava does.

"Oh, so what are you doing up? Is she not there?" She questions, a little too much hope in her voice.

"She's upstairs sleep. I'm calling because I think we should talk about that fucked up stunt you pulled" I tell her.

"Now? We couldn't do this in person like I wanted"

"Yes now, you don't have a lot of room to be talking about shit that you want. It's not cool you keep popping up unexpected and I told you that shit the first time you popped up in Alberta. I thought you understood but you obviously don't"

"No. No, Abel, I understand and I'm sorry... I just-"

"Why did you tell her we fucked?" I cut her off.

I've been trying to figure out why she'd hurt me like that, and I keep coming up blank. She had to know hurting Nava like that would hurt me too, she knows I love her.

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