The Sweet Encounter (Completed)

Chapter Thirty-Two: You Are Still

Trey remained in his car throughout the night in the hospital parking lot. He tried to retrace the evening with Allison up until now. He remembered having the conversation with Allison at the bar. She willingly accepted the money, but she stepped away to the restroom. She had gone to the bar and ordered two drinks and brought them over. She made a toast stating she would still care for him regardless, but she would respect his wishes and leave town for good. They both drank the last drink, and he was about to use the restroom before leaving but that was all he recollected. Then he remembered waking up to Lacy's brash voice towards Allison.

Could it have been possible for Allison to have drugged him? Surely, she wasn't that conniving, but then he really didn't know her anymore. At this moment, he wouldn't worry about Allison. He wanted more than anything to speak with Brie. He needed to see her. He stared at his reflection in the rearview mirror. His eyes were red from the lack of sleep and his eyes were dilated. The hell. He was drugged.

He decided to go back into the hospital. He hoped the shift had change with the staff and maybe they wouldn't remember him. When he stepped inside, the lady previously at the desk was no longer there. He walked up to the counter, "I'm here for my wife in Room 12." The lady let him through and he rushed to her room; however, it was empty.

He saw a nurse around the corner, "I'm sorry, m'am, but my wife was in this room. Was she moved to another room?"

She responded back to him, "She was discharged home a few hours ago."

She started to speak more, but Trey didn't stay to listen. He left the hospital and went straight home. He didn't see Lacy's car parked in the driveway, but he went inside the house to check anyway. He opened the front door and Brie's luggage still remained on the floor. He picked it up and ran upstairs.

"Brie!" He called out her name in hopes she was home, but there was no answer. "Brie!" The bedroom was empty and ironically cold.

He ran down the stairs and got in his car and drove over to the apartment. He called her cell phone, but she didn't pick up. He left a long voicemail for her, "Brie, please answer. I want to talk. I am so sorry. I'm sorry about our baby." Trey paused for a moment and couldn't hold back his tears. "I love you so much, Brie. I don't know what to do. Please talk to me."

What felt like an eternity was only a few minutes to the apartment. He opened the door and Lacy was in the kitchen prepping a meal. She gave him the hardest look. "What the hell are you doing here? You need to leave."

"I'm not leaving until I see my wife."

"She doesn't want company, Trey. "

Trey didn't wait for Lacy. He headed straight to the bedroom and found Brie standing by the window. He ran towards her and fell to his knees and wrapped his arms around her waist. His head burrowed into her hips.

"Brie, please forgive me. I am so sorry. I don't want to lose you. Losing our child is already torture enough. Don't shut me out."

Brie was shocked at his behavior. A few hours earlier she saw him with Allison. Their bodies naked lying in bed together, lost in a moment of passion. She rubbed her fingers through his hair, and then she wiped his tears away. She wasn't able to hold back her tears. She felt betrayed, lied and fooled to. This wasn't supposed to happen, but it did. She warned Trey about Allison, yet he didn't trust her. He would always side with Allison. What was so hard about trusting her over Allison? She knew she could never win his heart completely.

"Trey." She brushed off her tears and lifted her head up. She needed to be strong. "I need you to give me space to clear my mind."

He looked up at her and stood up, "No. I need you. I can't leave you."