Damn The Day I Met You

Chapter Sixteen

“—I once again want to apologize for the confusion that has been passed around these past few days. Thank you.” I finish writing up the apology that would be sent out to all the networks. Tristan was sitting next to me, helping me along or at least providing the moral support.

“It sounds great, Katie.”

I lean back against him, “it doesn’t matter if it’s good or not. It just needed to be done.” I tell him. “Now I get to deal with the next mess of my life.”

Tristan lifts me up off his lap, forcing me to stand. “And while you’re having a yelling match with your ex, I’m going to go hang out with my sister.”

I laugh and close down my computer, preparing myself for the discussion ahead of me. “Thanks for the support.”

“It is support. This is a conversation you need to have with your father and Zach, not one that includes me.”

“Then why were you included yesterday?”

He sighs and rubs his neck nervously, “you just might find out if you go and talk to them.”

“And if they don’t mention you?” If there was anything I knew about my father, it’s that he wouldn’t tell me anything he believes Tristan himself should tell me. I have a feeling that this is that type of information.

“We’ll talk.” He kisses my forehead like he’s done many times before, “now go talk to them. I’ll be here when you’re finished.”

I nod and head out the room, closing the door behind me. The walk to my living-room was one of the longest walks of my life. Since no one else was working on this besides me I knew that everyone would be in that room hanging out.

All eyes turned to me when I entered the room. Quickly everyone except for Zach and my father left, leaving us to fight alone.

“Who are you?” I ask, walking up to Zach.

He gulps, “Agent Zachary Charles Jenson.”

I laugh dryly, “Oh, so you only lied about everything else?” I don’t let him respond. “You know what? At first I thought it was sweet, sure a waste of my time, but at least I was protected. But then I realized that I got nothing out of this except for heartbreak. You, you got everything. Money, sex, education, trip to Italy even. And me? I got tricked into believing someone actually cared for me. How can you live with yourself?! Do you realize how fucking guilty I have felt this whole time? I felt terrible for wanting to break up with you. But then you found Ana and I was so happy that we could have a clean break. That I wouldn’t be leaving you alone in Italy. Instead you guilt trip me into staying with you. You convince me more than once that I love you, that we can work this out. While the whole time you’re with Ana. I put so much fucking energy into that relationship. So much time and guilt, even love for goodness sakes! Three years, Zach. Three fucking years!”

He rolls his eyes as if nothing ever mattered. “We’re already broken up and you’ve got a new boy toy, I don’t see what the problem is.”

“This isn’t about the break up! This is about betrayal. How could you even care the slightest bit about me and hurt me like this?! You know, it wasn’t until after we broke up that I realized you never put any effort into the relationship. It was always me. I had to give up an activity, or cancel a meeting, or become interested in something for you. But you never, not once, changed a bit for me. I should have ended things a hell of a lot sooner.”

“Katie I-”

I shake my head, “I trusted you Zach. But there is no way I can anymore.”

My dad steps in at that moment, resting a hand on my shoulder. I shrug it off instantly, “don’t be so rash about things dear.”