Breaking Emily

Measure 14

~ Measure 14 ~

   I woke up on the last day at the hotel to the sound of my phone ringing across the room.

   “Hello?” I said, rubbing my eyes.    

   “You bitch.” a deep voice growled.

   I looked at the caller I.D.

   Cameron...

   “How could you just leave me a voicemail like that!  And on Valentine's Day?  I was overseas, damn it!  I'm not happy with you, Emily.” he hissed.

   “Not happy... What?  What are you talking about, Cameron?” I said.

   “You know damn well.” he said, “Your little trick.  How you thought you could break up with me over voicemail.  No.  You can't.  We're not over until I say we're over.” he said.

   “Um, it doesn't work like that.” I said.

   “Yes it does!  I'm the man in this relationship, therefore I get to make the decisions.  Understand?”

   “No, actually, I don't.  Because this isn't the Victorian Era, so shut your face.  I'm just as equal as you, and you can shove that up your ass.” I snapped.

   “We aren't over, Emily.  You're still a part of this relationship.  And if you don't believe me when I simply say it, then fine.  I guess I'll just have to prove it.” he said.

   The line went dead before I could say anything else.

   I wasn't scared of him.  Not anymore.  I felt strong, since I had broken up with him. 

   I gathered up the rest of the things from my room and made my way downstairs. 

   Walking up to the counter with a smile on my face, I finally checked out.

***

   “Which room do you want?  I want you to have first pick.” Holly said. 

   She had a bright smile spread across her face as we turned the corner to the apartment. 

   “I want you to take the two rooms across from each other at the end of the hall.  I'll take the other one.  Sound good?” I said.  She nodded.