The Mighty I

Chapter Twenty Five

A few weeks later, I got a text from Sara asking me to meet her at a cafe close by. I hesitated, but ultimately decided to go. I walked into the cafe and saw her sitting at a table toward the back. She smiled as I walked over and sat across from her.

"I didn't think you would actually come." She said.

"I almost didn't." I said quietly.

"Do you want something to drink? Coffee?"

"No thanks."

We sat looking at each other then she spoke.

"I just wanted to meet with you to ask you to stay away from my husband."

"Aren't you too busy fucking Peter to care?"

She glared at me for a second.

"Noel forgave me for that. So I can forgive him for fucking you behind my back."

"You don't deserve him."

She looked into my eyes.

"Maybe I don't, but his sons do."

I stared at her.

"All you were supposed to be was something to spice up our sex life. Things can get a little boring after 20 years with someone, ya know? I never expected the bastard to fall for you." She shook her head slowly. 

I wasn't sure what to say. Had he told her that he loved me?

"You look surprised. Didn't he ever tell you he loved you?"

I didn't answer.

"Well it's fucking obvious to me and that is why you need to stay away from him Kayla. If you stay away, he'll eventually get over you and our lives can go back to normal."

I sat there thinking. I knew what it was like to not have a dad around and to have a broken family and I didn't wish that on anyone. Plus, after the way he had used me, I had already told myself that me and him were over. 

"Ok." I said.

"Well that was easy." She smiled.

I stood up and looked at her.

"You should stop taking him for granted though."

She just looked at me then I turned and walked out of the cafe. A strange feeling washed over me as I walked back to my dorm. I felt sadness, but I also felt a sense of relief and a little closure on the whole situation. 

A month later, I walked back to my dorm after class. As I walked down the hallway and to my door, I froze. I took a deep breath then walked up to my door.

"What are you doing here?" I glanced at him then got my key out of my pocket.

"I needed to see you."

"I'm not your prostitute." I muttered as I unlocked the door. 

"Can we talk?" He asked.

I looked into his eyes.

"No, I'm busy actually."

"Please?"

"I have nothing to say to you." I opened the door and tried to walk into my room, but he grabbed my arm.

"Then can you at least listen to what I have to say?" He asked softly.

"Fine." I sighed.

He followed me into my room and I turned and looked at him. 

"I'm leaving Sara."

"What?"

"I've already talked to my lawyer. He's filing the divorce papers next week."

"Why?"

He chuckled. 

"Because I want to be with you. I realized the more time I spent with you, the less time I wanted to spend with her. And you were fuckin' right, she's been cheating on me with Peter for years. If my lads didn't look so much like me, I'd demand fucking paternity tests."

I felt nauseous. Sara told me he had forgiven her and I did not want to break up his family.

"Don't file the papers Noel."

"Why not?" 

"We both know we weren't meant to be."

"How can you say that?"

"We would have been together by now, wouldn't we?"

"I just needed time to think things through, but I'm ready now."

"It's too late Noel. Go home to your family."

He just stared at me in disbelief.

"Kayla. Listen to me. I know I've been a cunt, ok? I know I hurt you. I know that I used you for my own fucked up reasons. I know that, but please give me a chance to make it up to you."

He walked over to me and took my hands in his and looked into my eyes.

"I love you."

Part of me wanted to kiss him and tell him I loved him too, but Sara kept popping into my mind. I promised her I would stay away. So I said, "Sometimes love isn't enough."

"Kayla, you've made me happier this past year then I've ever been. I'm sorry for being such a dick. Please give me a chance."

"You had your chance. And you blew it."

"I can give you everything you want. I'll give you the fucking world. Please Kayla." He pleaded.

We stood looking at each other in silence. 

"You need to leave." I said quietly.

He ran his hand over his face in frustration then looked at me.

"Ok." He said softly then looked at me for a moment then turned and walked out of my room. It took everything I had not to run after him in that moment. I still loved him and had wanted to hear him say what he had just said to me for so long, but I didn't want to be the reason his family broke up. I closed my door and climbed into my bed. I felt awful. 

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