Mia is a massage therapist, and Damien is a physical therapist. Damien brings in a client for a massage, and Mia catches his eye. Despite Mia tuning him down repeatedly, Damien is determined to convince her to go on a date with him.
Mia has tried...
My chest burned as I sat on the front porch and called her over and over again. Eventually she shut her phone off, and it just went straight to voicemail.
"Mia, I am so sorry. But I swear to you I'm telling the truth. I would never do anything to risk what we have. Baby, please talk to me. We can work this out...please." I said as the beep cut me off saying it was the time limit on the message.
I sat there for an hour, freezing on her porch. She wouldn't answer the door or her phone. I slowly walked to my truck and just there as I felt tears start to run down my face. I watched her front door as the sunset. How am I supposed to leave? If I drive away, it's like I'm accepting this is happening.
I took off my suit jacket and put it in her seat, and put the truck in gear. I slowly let the tries carry me away from her. I drove home, and set my keys on the counter. The counter she sat on the night we got caught in the rain. I walked to our room. My throat was so tight as I looked at the bed that I made love to her so many times in, and held her as she slept. I shut my eyes as more tears fell. I knew I shouldn't, but I looked at the picture in the frame. Our family picture. The picture my baby girl painted with her little fingers.
I couldn't do this...
I pulled off my clothes and put on jeans and a t-shirt with a jacket.
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I grabbed my keys off of the counter and I got back into my truck. I drove to a nearby hotel and grabbed my hat off the dashboard. I went inside and got a room for the night. I turned on the shower and pulled off my clothes. I just stood there wishing all the pain would just wash away.
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Why wouldn't she believe me? I haven't ever given her any reason to doubt me. When the water was cold, I stepped out and pulled my briefs back on. I pulled out my phone and tried one more time to call her, but again, it went straight to voicemail. I scrolled up to Isaac's name and hit 'call'.
"Hey man. Figured I wouldn't hear from you until tomorrow! How did it go?" He asked.
I took a deep breath hoping my voice would be steady, "Can I stay with you?"
