•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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