The Sweet Encounter (Completed)

Chapter Thirty-Three: Say It Again

           

Brie tried to turn around and run, but Trey grabbed a hold of her with his arms. "Please, Brie. Don't leave. You left me once and I swore I died. If you leave again, I think I really will." He rested his chin on her shoulders, and he could feel her relax. He felt her hand gently resting on his hand.

"Trey. I can't do this right now."

He turned her around and rested his hands on her shoulder. "You must think I'm insane if I plan to let you go, especially, after seeing you in this condition. I've missed you so much, Brie." He stared at her from head to toe, and then he noticed the yellow envelope that she held tightly against her chest. He then saw the return address: Mack Ward Law Firm. He took it from her and pulled the document out. "What is this?"

It didn't take him long to read the highlights of the documents. He slowly dropped down and sat at the top of the stairs. His fingers ran through his hair while the other hand was shaking holding the document. "You want a divorce?" He didn't have the heart to look her straight in the face. He didn't want to remember her face while having this conversation.

Brie felt awful. She didn't mean for him to see the envelope. She had spoken to Mack earlier and even Mack was against the idea, but he wrote up the requests that Brie wanted in the divorce. She was meant to review it only.

She sat down beside him and placed her hand on his arm. "It's not what you think."

"What else can it mean? You've given up on us without even discussing what the real issue is. To hell, Brie, I don't even know what I did wrong."

She took in a deep breath, "I don't want to talk about this. I don't need this stress."

"Stress? You left with no means of contact. I only heard stories about you. You didn't have the audacity to return any of my calls, and then you hide this, our child. I spent the last six months in agony thinking I could have caused the accident, our child, us. You had no right, Brie. And now you want a divorce?"

Brie got up and grabbed her luggage, "I need to leave. I don't think it's smart for us to converse at this moment."

Trey got up and stood in front of her, "You're right. We need to leave. We won't converse at this moment, but when we get home."

"I'm not going home with you."

"Yes, you are. You're my wife. You're home now, so we are going to go."

"I'm hungry and need to eat."

"I'll order food for us."

"I need to see Brent."

"He's not home. He was kind enough to give us time alone."

"Then let's eat here."

"No. I'm going to need a strong drink and Brent doesn't have anything here."

Not letting her win, Trey took her hand and luggage and helped her walk down the stairs. He sat her down in his vehicle and buckled her in. He looked at her and couldn't believe she was really here. "Reminds me of our first date."

She was alarmed at his confession. "You remember?"

"A lot has happened since you've been gone." He walked around the car and drove off to the diner. He parked the car outside the diner and while Brie was about to get out, he stopped her. "Let me get the door for you."

They went inside and ironically sat down at the same table. Again, Brie didn't hold back with her meal and ordered a full platter and requested the dessert early. The moment her dessert arrived, she dove into her apple pie. Trey had a little smirk on his face and she noticed he was amused with her.