Everything Happens For A Reason (2A/?)
She sigh on the other line and replied "Believe me, I’m trying really hard to get you of my head, but it seems that fate do not want me to forget your stupid crocked smile, unfortunately."
"Ouch! You hate me that much? "
The woman became impatient. "I spent the last three months trying to hate you, but I’m tired. Now I have a boyfriend who loves me and doesn’t hurt my feelings or have a problem to share his darker secrets with me!"
Peter feels this as a blow in the stomach. "I'm just trying to protect you. That’s all I ever do. "
"Shut up! I will not have this conversation with you again. You do not understand that I don’t want or need your protection. The only thing I want..." She is losing control. She can not continue this conversation with him. Then she focuses on all her forces and asks what she wanted to ask, when she called him. "Scott the reason that I call…"
He interrupts her because he knows what it is. "No, I am not going to give a interview to your boyfriend! And I can not believe that he asked you that."
He feels that her breaths become faster. "What? How did you know that I would ask you this? And you gave a little of your precious time for the NY Times why not for the Manhattan News?"
Peter sighs deeply; she feels it on the other side of the line and senses a tremor in her body spine, is frustrating the effect he has on her.
"Sweetheart, I did not say I wouldn’t give an interview to MT News, in fact I'm going to do this tomorrow. What I said was that I will not give an interview to that pseudo-reporter you are so proud to call your boyfriend."
She closed her eyes when heard the word ‘sweetheart' get out of his mouth...
For God, do not call me sweetheart, it’s already so difficult...
Peter hears her thoughts and a sad smile appears on his face.
"Scott, stop calling me sweetheart." She whispers.
Peter closes his eyes and speaks almost like a secret "Claire I'm so sorry for everything. I love you so much, never think the opposite. All I am doing is to protect you from me."
She closes her eyes to fight the tears. Why he doesn’t want to be with me if he loves me? Why not open it up to me? What happened to Scott that’s so horrible that neither can’t I know? She thinks. "Well, protecting me did nothing besides hurt me Peter Scott Linderman. I’m going to do what you asked me to do; you want me to stay away from you then I’ll stay away!
Peter feels very bad, because he knows she’s right. That is what he told her to do "I’m sorry..."
She doesn’t want to hear him anymore "Goodbye Scott! Have a lonely and empty life."
She turns off the phone with that last sentence, sits down on the bed and starts to cry. Why I can’t have him? Why is he doing this to me? Why everyone thinks that the best way to protect me is pushing me away? She no longer wants to cry but can not avoid…
Peter closes his eyes; take a deep breath and flies back to his apartment. He needs a drink.
To be continued...
"Ouch! You hate me that much? "
The woman became impatient. "I spent the last three months trying to hate you, but I’m tired. Now I have a boyfriend who loves me and doesn’t hurt my feelings or have a problem to share his darker secrets with me!"
Peter feels this as a blow in the stomach. "I'm just trying to protect you. That’s all I ever do. "
"Shut up! I will not have this conversation with you again. You do not understand that I don’t want or need your protection. The only thing I want..." She is losing control. She can not continue this conversation with him. Then she focuses on all her forces and asks what she wanted to ask, when she called him. "Scott the reason that I call…"
He interrupts her because he knows what it is. "No, I am not going to give a interview to your boyfriend! And I can not believe that he asked you that."
He feels that her breaths become faster. "What? How did you know that I would ask you this? And you gave a little of your precious time for the NY Times why not for the Manhattan News?"
Peter sighs deeply; she feels it on the other side of the line and senses a tremor in her body spine, is frustrating the effect he has on her.
"Sweetheart, I did not say I wouldn’t give an interview to MT News, in fact I'm going to do this tomorrow. What I said was that I will not give an interview to that pseudo-reporter you are so proud to call your boyfriend."
She closed her eyes when heard the word ‘sweetheart' get out of his mouth...
For God, do not call me sweetheart, it’s already so difficult...
Peter hears her thoughts and a sad smile appears on his face.
"Scott, stop calling me sweetheart." She whispers.
Peter closes his eyes and speaks almost like a secret "Claire I'm so sorry for everything. I love you so much, never think the opposite. All I am doing is to protect you from me."
She closes her eyes to fight the tears. Why he doesn’t want to be with me if he loves me? Why not open it up to me? What happened to Scott that’s so horrible that neither can’t I know? She thinks. "Well, protecting me did nothing besides hurt me Peter Scott Linderman. I’m going to do what you asked me to do; you want me to stay away from you then I’ll stay away!
Peter feels very bad, because he knows she’s right. That is what he told her to do "I’m sorry..."
She doesn’t want to hear him anymore "Goodbye Scott! Have a lonely and empty life."
She turns off the phone with that last sentence, sits down on the bed and starts to cry. Why I can’t have him? Why is he doing this to me? Why everyone thinks that the best way to protect me is pushing me away? She no longer wants to cry but can not avoid…
Peter closes his eyes; take a deep breath and flies back to his apartment. He needs a drink.
To be continued...