Chapter Twenty

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Sara.

My head starts pounding as the morning hits, I reach up and grab my head as I roll over onto my left side. I feel a arm wrap around my waist, my eyes pop wide open as I turn my head to see Hadin asleep beside me cuddled up to my bare backside. I close my eyes and lift his arm from over me. I slowly climb out of bed reaching down grabbing his black shirt on the floor. I quickly run into the bathroom and lock the door. As soon as I hear the lock click I start pacing back and forth. What the fuck did you do? I scream at myself. Fuck. I sit down on the toilet seat and put my head in my hands.

Knock. Knock.

My head pops up and I stare at the bathroom door. "Sara" He whispers. "Open the door." He pleads. I walk over to the door turning leaning my back against it.

"No. I can't." I whisper.

"Sara." He whines. "Can we talk?" He asks me.

"After I shower." I offer.

"Fine." He agrees.

I hear him walk further and further away from the bathroom. Part of me wishes he was still on the other side of my door. I take a breath and I walk over to the shower turning it on. I slip off his shirt making it land on the floor beside me. As I step into the shower letting the hot water run over me. I wish that it would make me melt away. I stay in the shower to wash up and until the water turns cold. I'm dreading this conversation. I don't know what he is going to say.

This was a mistake. This never should have happened. I love you. I don't want this to end.

What if he regrets everything that just happened? I shut off the now cold water and get out of the shower wrapping a towel around my wet and naked body. I walk over to the sink and look at myself in the mirror. Who was I kidding? I'm not a strong independent woman that doesn't need a man. I still see the same girl who is head over heels in love with someone who hurt her badly. Who doesn't know if she can love anyone other than that man out in the other room. I turn where I usually put my clothes, and nothing is there. I throw my head back and walk out of the bathroom.

As I exit the bathroom I see Hadin sitting on the end of the hotel bed. Sheets still a mess from our night spent together. I walk over to my bag that sits on the dresser and take out my solid red dress with black up the middle for the zipper. I grab my black lace underwear and bra set as well and a pair of tights as I start to walk back into the bathroom. Hadin grabs my arm.

"Hadin." I whisper.

"I have to go to the bathroom. Get dressed out here." He states as he kisses my head and walks into the bathroom. I thought he would have tried something on me. Wow. I watch as he closes the bathroom door and I sit down my clothes on the bed. I slip on my underwear and bra I sit down on the bed as I pull on my tights that only come up to my knees. Hadin comes out of the bathroom I look at him. "Sorry." He says.

"It's fine." I grab my dress slipping it up my arms and pulling the zipper up. I grab my hair brush on the night stand and look at him. "You said you wanted to talk." I whisper.

"Yeah." He says as he walks out "What happened last night." He starts as I take a deep breath. 'I don't regret it. I don't want it to be our last night together either." He tells me.

'Hadin." I whisper.

"No listen to me. I don't want to pick up were we left off. I want to start over. Like things were supposed to go. So. If I can. Will you give me the pleasure of taking you out on a date?" He asks me.

"A date?" I ask him.

"Yes. A Date." He confirms. "Tonight at 9?" He asks me. I take a breath. "Please Sara. Let's start over. Can you at least try?" He asks me.

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