Chapter 7. Closure?

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Sawyer

I stormed into my room, slamming my door behind me. I was furious with Luke for trying to force me to talk to Beau. I picked up a pillow from my bed, placed it over my face and released a relentless scream into it. There was little relief after, but it allowed me to rid some of my anger. Why was I so mad? I felt like my entire body was on fire. I don't ever remember a time when I felt like this. Except maybe when Trenton went through my room and took the letters my momma wrote to me. I thought about what Luke had said. Maybe he was right. I need closure, I need to know why. Why I wasn't enough. Why the one person I trusted with my heart, didn't love me.

I wonder if Beau had changed his number. I still remembered it by heart. I walked over to my dresser and pulled my phone out of my purse. My heart quickened as I began entering Beau's number. I pressed the green phone icon and my heart rate spiked faster. I checked the time as I heard the first ring. It's 2AM, I doubt he'll even answer if this is still his phone number. After the fourth ring I thought about hanging up. That's when I heard his tired voice.

"Hello?" His voice was raspy and low. My heart skipped a beat. "Hello?" He sounded more alert.

"Hi." I mentally face palmed myself. That's the best you can do Thompson? Lord, I'm pathetic.

"Who is this? What time is it?" The sound of his voice gave me goosebumps. I've missed it.

"It's me and it's 2AM, well midnight there." I trailed off. I didn't know what to say. Hearing his voice alone gave my stomach butterflies. I had to keep reminding myself of his betrayal.

"Babes?! Is that you?!" I could hear the excitement in his voice.

"Please don't Beau." I wasn't prepared for him to use the nickname he gave me.

"Sawyer, I've missed your voice. I've been trying to get a hold of you for months!"

"I know. I couldn't talk to you." A silent tear rolled down my face. My stomach was in knots. How could I feel for him so strongly, after how he shattered my heart.

"I didn't sleep with anyone Babes. I swear. I don't know where those underwear came from. You're my world Sawyer Thompson!" He declared quickly. I want to believe him, but I think of all the times he was at the gym for hours and how he practically pushed me out the door when I went to meet up with Luke that night. My heart broke all over again. My sad tears turned to hot angry ones.

"Don't you dare Beau Whitmore. Don't you lie to me. I found them in the front seat! And all the hours at the gym?! It adds up. All I called for was closure. I need to move on. I can't keep hurting like this." My voice came out broken and harsh.

"Sawyer, no! Listen to me, you know me. I would never hurt you! I can't even look at another woman. You're it for me Babes! Please!" He pleaded. My heart ached and my breathing came in small bursts.

"This hurts, please stop." I whispered.

"I can't stop. I can't stop loving you." His tone was filled with hurt and sadness.

"I'm sorry." I whispered again, before tapping the red icon to disconnect the call.

I put my phone on silent and laid there on my bed with my body heaving and convulsing as I shed and unfair amount of tears. Why did this still sting so badly? Why do I still care about him? Eventually my breathing became gasps and slowed before I finally fell into a deep dreamless sleep.

*Author's Note*

Short chapter, but so full of emotion!

Sawyer's struggling pretty hard, should she have closure with Beau or give him a second chance?

Still wondering who's panties those are, leave me a comment with your guesses!

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