Trouble With Us

Chapter 16

Chapter 16......slipping

Don't you just hate it when you have to do something that you know is going to turn out messy. When matter what way you spin it you have to hurt someone. There was no question in my mind that I loved Will and he was who I wanted to be with. I now clearly had to tell Brad and I felt terrible. Worse yet I wasn't able to see him until Wednesday night.

"Can we meet for coffee on Wednesday. I think we should talk." The minute I brought up having to talk he always changed the subject or had plans.

"I have a better idea lets do supper and a movie." I knew dam well he knew what I wanted to talk about and he wasn't going to make it easy on me.

"I don't have that much time. I could meet you at that coffee shop on 53Ave. It's half way between your work and mine." At this point I was ready to take the cowards way out and just tell him over the phone. Why did he have to make it so difficult.

"Ok I'll pick you up at seven o'clock at your house and then we will decide." Again he danced around it.

"Just coffee." I insistedConsidering Will was planning on picking the twins up at six o'clock that should mean he would be long gone by seven. Especially since he was flying to England tomorrow first thing in the morning he would be planning an early night.

Leaving work early I hurried home to make sure everything was ready for the twins to go. I didn't want to risk Brad and Will running into each other. Taking a sigh of relief I poured myself a coffee and waited for Will to arrive when the phone rang.

Glancing at my cell Wills handsome face illuminated the screen. "Hello."

"Hey you," I could hear the sirens of emergency vehicles in the background. "I'm going to be late picking up the twins. There is a bad accident just ahead and traffic is grid locked."

Oh no...oh no....I tried to stay calm. "Where are you?"

"Just before the bridge. I'm guessing I'll be another hour or so. Nothing's moving." Checking the time that would put Will here exactly when Brad was suppose to show up. Just my luck. Closing my eyes I tried to take a deep breath and swallow my building panic. "Are you ok? Your awfully quiet over there."

"No I'm fine. Just doing some dishes. I straight up lied. "Can I call you back when I'm finished?"

As soon as I hung up with Will I called Brad. If I could push coffee back an hour then things still might work out fine. Problem was his phone kept ringing and going to voicemail. I left a message and paced around the kitchen for thirty minutes without receiving a call back. Desperate I called him again with no luck. This time I also sent him a text asking him to call me. By now nearly an hour had gone by without a response when I heard a vehicle pull up in the driveway. Scrubbing my hands down my face I just knew things were about to go from bad to worse.

Opening my front door I found Brad holding yet another bouquet of flowers. Staring at them I wanted to grab them and beat him with them. I knew he knew I was trying to end it with him and yet here he was with more stupid flowers. Out of the corner of my eye a set of head lights flashed briefly as another vehicle pulled into my driveway. I didn't need to look to know it was Will. I was trapped by my own best intentions. At that moment I wished I had been a coward and just dumped Brad unceremoniously over the phone.

"What's Will doing here?" Brad asked rather riotously.

"He's picking up the twins." I sounded a great deal calmer than I felt.

With a smirk on his face Brad snorted, "For what?"

Considering it really wasn't any of his business, "Here he comes you can ask him yourself."