Holding back

What happened to Angie - Revealed

It's been a week since I took Angie out to dinner. Which means it's been a week since she told me about what happened between her and Michael. I can't believe she went through that on her own. She was in such a happy place, she had a boyfriend who she loved very much and a baby on the way. Then it happened. He left her. He left her because he was too afraid to be a dad. He left her because he was a coward. Being a dad is the best thing in the world. How was he so blind to see? And the baby. What happened to the baby was terrible. How Angie was planning on being a mum one day, with a growing baby in her stomach one day, to the baby just... not being there anymore. Miscarriages are awful things and she shouldn't have gone through that on her own. She should've told me. I could've helped her. I could've loved her...

Angie doesn't see the bad I'm Michael. How is that possible? It's like he's brainwashed her. Every time I said a bad word about Michael she jumped in to defend him.

"He's a coward, Angie."

"He's not a coward, he was just scared. But he came back, didn't he?"

Came back? Came back?! He came back far too late!

I feel Angie slipping away from me more and more. I think she's mad at me for not liking Michael. How could anyone like him? How could she still like him after everything? It's time she knew who the real Michael is.

I hoped that these past few months meant as much to Angie as they did to me. Maybe I'm just kidding myself. If Angie felt anything for me she would have mentioned it that night we kissed. I don't want to give up on us, but I feel like she already has. So what hope do I have?

When I took her out for dinner it was supposed to be a turning point in our relationship. It started out as that, but ended in a disaster.

"Come on Angie, how can you forgive this man after everything?!"

"Look, I didn't tell you this story in hope that you'd accept Michael. We aren't even together! I just wanted someone to comfort me, tell me everything's going to be okay. I thought that you could do that, but you obviously can't. So excuse me German, I'm going back to my house. Alone."

I begged and begged her to stay, I apologised a thousand times, but she still left. She was right to leave. I was too jealous of Michael to even try and comfort her. She needed me to tell her everything was going to he okay, and that I was there for her. But I wasn't that guy. I was a jerk. Angie is truly hurting and she needs help...