Holding back

Ready to Forgive?

Angie soon cheered up and we spoke about numerous things, mostly Vilu. She mentioned Vilu's up coming tour and how she will no longer be needed in the house. She said that when Vilu's tour started she would find her own place, I told her she was welcome to say, she really was. Olga and Ramallo don't live in the mansion anymore, although Olga does still spend a lot of time in the house. I know it will get lonely and I'd like the company, I'd like Angie's company. Anyway, I told her that the offer stands and she's always welcome at the mansion, but I still feel like she will move out when Vilu's tour begins. After talking for a while, I decided that I'd bring Michael up, not to upset her, just to see if she was ready to talk about it, to see of she wanted to talk about it with me.

"Are you ready to talk about Michael yet?" I asked in the softest tone I could. Angie sighed, gave me a slight smile before nodding. I gave her a smile back and listened to everything she had to say...

"Things were great. We were together for two years. Since he's Pablo's brother, I already knew him. It was nice to have a familiar face around me in such an unfamiliar place. We spent a lot of time together, and eventually we fell in love." Angie explained as I say beside her on the bench. I was happy that she found love, I'm just upset that she didn't find it with me.

"So what went wrong?" I asked. Angie stayed silent. "I'm sorry, I just assumed that something went wrong because of how upset you've been recently."

"Something did go wrong." she stated.

"So you want to talk about it?" I asked as I shifted around on the park bench. We'd been sat here a while now. Angie gave me a beaming smile.

"What's that for?" I smiled back. Her smile is contagious.

"You. You're always there for me. When I need someone to talk to, you're there. Even when I don't want to talk, you're still there for me. You're a great..." Angie's voice trailed off.

"Friend?" I asked, filling in the gaps. I secretly hoped that she'd disagree. That she's say we were something more.

"Yes. Sure. Friend." She smiled. Exactly as I'd expected, she agreed.

I sighed, "but you know that's not true. I never listened to you before you left for France." I reminded her. The guilt I had once felt about the while situation once again started to creep up on me. This time, the guilt felt even worse.

"What do you mean?" She asked. She turned her body to face me to show that I had her full attention.

"I never listened to you. All those times you tried to warn me about Esmerelda and I just ignored you. I was horrible to you."

"It's all in the past." She stated. I wasn't sure if she meant that or if she was just saying that to make me feel better, so I continued.

"And to make it worse, I lied to you about Jeremias. I didn't try to stop you from leaving. I was the reason you were leaving. I replaced you. You shouldn't be thanking me, you should be hating me." She should be hating me. I'd hate me if I were Angie.

"I've tried to hate you, trust me. But I just couldn't." I wasn't sure what she meant by this, but it did make me feel guiltier. "Besides, why would you have stopped me from going to France?" I avoided her question because I simply didn't know how to answer it other than because I loved you and didn't want you to leave.

"I can't help but feel responsible for all your pain. If I hadn't have made you move to France you never would have met Michael and he wouldn't have hurt you the way he did." I explained. I truly did feel like this was all my fault, but for some reason Angie didn't seem bothered about what I was saying.

"It's not all bad. I mean, I found love. In Paris. The city of love." I smiled at her to try and hide my jealously. Falling in love with someone in Paris. How do I compete with something like that? The answer is, I don't. Angie was making her relationship with Michael sound so romantic. But it couldn't have been, could it? Surely not.

"Also, when I saw Michael earlier he seemed... different... He was acting different. He was like a different person, a better person." I nodded to show I was listening, "I know what you're thinking." She continued, "If he seemed like a better person, why was I upset about seeing him? When I saw him, all those memories came flooding back."

"What memories? What did he do?" I felt like I really needed to know what actually happened before I could make sense of this conversation.

"I don't really want to talk about what happened between us, not yet. In fact, I think that it belongs in the past. But Michael seemed really sorry..."
Oh god, where was she going with this? She can't seriously be thinking about forgiving him for whatever it is he did, could she?

[a/n] well... is Angie ready to forgive Michael for whatever it was he did to her...?;)) I feel like this chapter is boring, haha sorry!