I'll Never Repeat It

Chapter Nine: Plead

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I haven't seen Chris since I had my tantrum, so it's been a few days. I haven't called or texted either, I still have no idea what to say to him. I can't tell him the truth about how I feel, he wouldn't understand. I don't think I understand it either, if I'm being honest. I'd like to blame it on me still being heartbroken about Mason but, when I'm with Chris it's almost like I'm almost healed. I need to go apologize but, I'm lost on what to say.

I don't know what I was thinking, developing a crush on him? He doesn't date so I don't know what the hell I was expecting. For all I know I don't even have a crush on him, maybe all I want is sex? I haven't had sex in two months. That could be it? Right? although when I'm around him, the attraction doesn't feel physical. I groan and roll over in bed, I grab my phone and check the time. I need to get up for work. Oh goody.

The more time passes the more I wanna see him, Max asked me why I haven't talked about him much the past few days. I just tell him he's busy and i'll see him soon. Who knows, maybe after that last visit I'll have to tell Max we broke up. Speaking of breakups, Mason's been texting me nonstop. I need to change my number, get a restraining order, I need to do something. He's starting to frighten me and I need to handle him.

I get out of bed then I go to my closet, I wanna wear a dress today. I'll need to wear tights since it's so cold. I find one of my favorite dresses, It's a short, black, wrapped, chiffon dress. The dress's long sleeved and it has tiny little white dots all over it. I take off the raggedy old t-shirt I wear to bed in, I put on a plain black bra then I pull the dress on over my head. I put my arms through the sleeves then, I smooth it out. I pull off my pj pants then toss them in the hamper, I take a red laced thong and pull it on underneath my dress.

I sit on my bed and pull on my black sheer tights. I stay on my bed for a minute and just think, I need to go apologize to him. How I'm gonna do that, I don't know but I need to. The thought of him being upset with me, bothers me probably way more than it should. I just wanna go see him and tell him my feelings. I groan, why did I have to do this to myself.

I finish getting ready for work, I don't feel like doing my hair so I pull it in a high ponytail. I pull some hair out from the front to give it a cute messy look. I go in my closet and take out my black trench coat. I pull it on and tie the belt attached, I slide on my black pumps then head out.

When I get outside I take a quick scan of the neighborhood. I decided it was ridiculos for me to drive to work so I didn't. When I start walking, I hear a familiar Australian accent shout "Hey!"

I turn and I see Malcom, He pulls up next to me and has the window rolled down. I give him a friendly smile "Good morning, Malcom."

"What happened to you driving yourself to work?"

"Sorry, I just I don't need to. It's a waste of gas. Plus walking's good for me."

"I see what you're saying. Plus I bet parking's a nightmare in your buildings structure."

"Thank you so, Could you just, not tell your boss?"

"Nothing to tell him, Miss Montgomery. Come, get in the back. I'll drive you to work." He unlocks the back doors

"No, Thank you, I can walk."

"Miss Montgomery, It's no hassle. I've got no problem taking you. It's freezing out here and you're wearing a dress. Come on, I'll take you."

I sigh "Won't your boss get upset?"

"I've already dropped off Mr.Cerulli, he won't know."

I nod "Okay, fine."