Abused And Used

Chapter 8

I went back to my apartment and set my things down and realized that Matt will probably never be mine again. I knew I made a mistake, everyone does. I hope I can fix things and have our relationship be back to normal. Will it ever be back to normal no matter how much I want it to?

I sighed.

I got out the piece of paper that had Jay’s number on it and looked at it. He said if I needed someone to talk to that he will listen. Should I call him? I have no one else to talk to. If I call him, then he would want to see me, which is a BAD idea in the first place. I guess I will take a risk; I seriously need someone to talk to.

I got out my BlackBerry and dialed his number and was welcomed with, “Good to You” by Marianas Trench. I love this song. I waited for him to answer and finally he did answer.

“Hello?”

“Hey, um, Jay. It’s Heather.”

“Heather! I am so glad you called, I knew you would call sooner or later”

“I just need someone to talk to and you told me you are a good listener, so I was wondering if you would come over to my place and listen to me banter on and on”

He laughed and said, “I will definitely listen to a beautiful girl like you, every girl like you deserves to be listened to, instead of yelled at”

I gave him my address and we hung up.

I cannot believe he is actually coming over and I cannot believe that I called him in the first place. This is going to be such a bad idea, but you know what? I do not care, he said he will listen to me and that is what I need right now.

I heard a knock at the door and I knew it was Jay, I went and opened up the door and was greeted with roses and Jay.

“These are for you” he handed them to me and was smiling from ear to ear.

“They are so beautiful and they smell so good! Thank you and come in” he came in and I went and found a vase and filled it with water and put the lovely roses in the vase so they would not die.

“You sounded upset so I figured I would cheer you up and buy some roses for you”

“It did cheer me up a lot and I needed it” I sat down on the couch and he sat down beside me.

“So what’s bothering you?” he asked me.

“I-I…told my boyfriend, well ex-boyfriend now, that I kissed you, and he broke up with me. I did not see it coming…” I started to cry again.

He slowly held me close in his arms to comfort me, “It was my fault, not yours. I was just captured by your beauty, I should have never asked you to go in a private room with me…I should have asked if you had a boyfriend or not…”

“How is this your fault? It was mine. I was the one that kissed you in the first place…” tears kept streaming down my face.

He gently wiped my tears away, like I wanted Matt to but he didn’t.

“A woman should never blame herself for something she could not control. The man should take the responsibility of their actions when it was clearly their fault in the first place. I am taking the full responsibility of my actions and taking all of the blame for what I did. I was the one that continued, I should have stopped to ask you if you had a boyfriend, but I did not. That was my fault.”

I sighed, “Then it is 50/50”

“It takes two to tango”

I laughed, “You are right about that”