Remember Me

Chapter 23

David’s POV:

All that I could do was stay leaning against the wall along the hallway, holding my head in my hands as the odd tear continued to trickle down my cheeks. Devastated is a word best suited as an understatement as to how I was feeling right now, as I do not think there is a word in my vocabulary that can define my exact emotions as of now. I just want my happy life back with Hannah. The life where we were on top of the world and nothing could ever break us. But that had all broken down in front of our very own eyes over the past twenty-four hours, I am going to do all that I can in order to make things right again. I will prove to her that nothing happened with Sara.

Sticking to my plan of trying to get back on track with Hannah, I quickly got up from my position on the floor against the wall. Wiping away any trace of evidence over my crying, I took it in my stride to walk towards our suite. As still I was aware that she was in there, seeing as there had been no sound or sight to tell me otherwise. I must admit to you now that I was nervous, extremely nervous. For all I know this could be it with Hannah, we could be over. So I am determined to sit her down and talk things through. It is the only thing left for me to do and if she still decides not to listen to me, then I really do not know what there is left that I am expected to do over it all.

Reaching inside of my pocket in search of the card to the suite, I was left with a small burden of bad luck. As no matter how deep I dug into my pocket, the card was not to be found. So taking a deep breath in and then out to brace myself for what I was just about to do, I softly knocked on the door. “Hannah, I’ve forgotten my key. Can you let me in please?” But there was no sign of movement coming from the other side of the door. Although I could vaguely make out the slight sounds of her heavy cries, and yes it did break my heart in two. “Babe I know you’re in there. Please, just let me in. I know you aren’t happy with me at the moment but I need to talk to you, urgently.” 

Just as I was about to give up and make my way down to the front desk in hope that they may have a spare card to the suite, there came some movement from the other side of the door. And before I knew it, the door flung open before me. “What do you want?” She came out with in an extremely broken and cold tone of voice, smudged mascara all down her cheeks. And as soon as I laid eyes on her, I felt broken. Seeing her like this, broken and a mess because of me; is something that I never wanted to happen from the very start of our relationship. “Oh whatever David, I don’t’ care. Just get whatever you need and leave me alone, I don’t to be near you right now.”

“Please don’t be like this.” I pleaded as I watched her turn her back to me and walk back inside of the suite. And as of course I was not left with much of a choice other than to follow her in, watching as she got back into bed and looked over at me with a death glare. “Hannah please.” Breathing those words out softly as I took a seat at the edge of the bed, I reached out to hold her hands in mine. But just as I held them, she immediately pulled away. “I don’t know how many times I have to tell you.” I sighed. “Nothing happened, I promise you. I don’t think you realise just how much I love you Hannah, do you think I would throw all of this away for Sara? I don’t think so.”

As soon as that had all escaped from my lips, Hannah instantly shot up from the bed. Her eyes full not nothing less than venom and I have to admit, I was a little optimistic in how she was about to react. “Are you telling me that I should just take your word for it when I see you in this bed with you ex?” Looking a little shocked at what I was basically trying to say, she supported her back with pillows before continuing. “I’m sorry David, but as much as I want to believe you I can’t. All I wanted was a nice little getaway with you but even that seems more than enough for us to ask for. I want to go home; I can’t physically do this anymore. It’s putting me through far too much.”