Chapter Nine

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Nick

            As I lay next to the woman I love, various thoughts ran through my mind. Are we rushing too fast? Did we say ‘I love you’ too soon? Did she learn things from me and that’s why she attacked Olivia like that? I can’t shake the thoughts from my mind. They keep flowing, making me worry about our relationship. Oh, shut up, Nick. You’re being paranoid. So what if she learned things from you? You are the criminal here. You also knew how strong your feelings for her since the day you met her. I let out a soft sigh, pulling her closer to me. It’s about 2:30 in the morning and I can’t sleep. I need to stop these thoughts. Now, I can’t keep having these thoughts. Why do I do this to myself?

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That afternoon we had went out for lunch at one of our favorite restaurants.

“So, about yesterday,” she starts. “That wasn’t how I expected it to go.” I chocked.
“How?” I touch the top of her hand with my fingertips.
“Olivia barged in to my apartment, making me fall, all while Maya and Selena were still sleeping. And she goes off on bullshit that isn’t true. Then what happened with us.” She let out a soft sigh.
“You should know everything that comes out of her mouth is bullshit, babe. And what happened with us, if you didn’t feel comfortable, you could’ve just told me.”
“It’s not that I wasn’t comfortable, I enjoyed it, but it was just when it happened, and I wasn’t thinking clearly at all. I was too caught up in everything.”
“Don’t feel bad, Dem. I get it. It was too soon. No need to rub it in my face.” I croaked.
“Stop it, right now. You don’t need to be all upset about what I say,”
“But I am, Demi. You are the one I want to be with, the one I want to start a family with. If you never think anytime is the right time, then why even bother?” I get up, throwing my napkin on the table and stormed out.

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            I found myself stealing someone’s car and driving to wherever the road would take me. I needed to get away, badly. I was too pissed to look at her. She kept calling me, but I just ignored her. What part of not answering does she get!? What if I just ended it all? I slam on the brakes as hard as I can. What the fuck am I actually thinking? I look at the clock. I’ve been driving for seven hours, with only breaks to get gas and food. I shake my head. My mind was clouded with so many thoughts. I continue driving.

It was almost midnight by the time I decided to get a hotel room for the night. Just at the moment I walk through the door to my room, I get another call from Demi.
“What the fuck do you want?!” I say, extremely annoyed.
“I’m sorry. I’ve been so stressed about everything, that I just couldn’t hold that in.” she was holding back tears, I could tell.
“Maybe I’m not coming back, at all. I’m done with the bullshit in that town.”
“Well, guess what Nick? I stole some money. Why? I don’t even fucking know. Maybe because I was so pissed at you, I needed something to do to get my mind off of you being such an ass today at lunch!”
“You didn’t steal anything. You’re too good to do that.”
“I did steal money! What other evidence do you need?!”
“Just don’t talk to me for a while.” I let out an angry sigh.
“Fine by me, just don’t come back wanting only sex from me!”
“I’ll find someone else to fuck and won’t ever come back to you at all, then.”
“You wouldn’t dare!”
“Oh, just watch,” and with that I hung up.

What the fuck was I thinking? I couldn’t do that to her, or even me.

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