Twin Flames

Chapter Nine

He stood there by the door, his eyes filled with disappointment. His face filled with shame. I couldn't help but look at the man I idolised as a child. Now, he was nothing but a stranger. He was somebody I used to know and love.

"Loulabelle-" He said with endearment.

My eyes widened in familiar horror at the words he spoke. "Don't!" I gritted through my teeth. "Do not call me that ever again."

He coughed into his wrinkled hand. "Louise, please." He begged. "I really need to talk to you."

"We have absolutely nothing to talk about." I angrily replied.

"That's not true. You know that we need to talk-" He began to ramble. I held my hand up, not wanting to say or speak about anything else. Before I knew it James was beside me, his eyes flittering between the two of us.

"Erm, listen babe. I'm gonna' head home and take a shower before work. But I'll give you a call later. It looks like you have some unfinished business that needs taking care of." James gave me a quick kiss on the forehead and before I even had the chance to convince him to stay, he was outside my appointment door halfway down the hall, making gestures for me to ring him later.

"What do you want Mr Cooper?" I said with a blank face.

He let out a deep sigh. "I suppose I deserve that." His shoulders sagged. "Can I come in?" A part of me wants to throw him on the street after all the pain he gave me. I mean after the way he treated me, he wasn't worthy of my time. However, there was a part of me that wanted to hear what he had to say. Curiosity was certainly going to kill this cat.

I opened my door further and gestured for him to come in and take a seat on the sofa while I took by idly by the side. "What do you want Mr Cooper?"

"Louise, can't you just forget the past, your sister died and your mother-" He started to rattle on. I couldn't help but hold my hand up for him to stop talking.

"Just don't. Don't speak as if my sister and mother cared for me. As far as I am aware, I was abandoned by my family a long time ago. I am no longer in need of a family, especially ones that can discard their children like used tissue paper. I have managed all these years without you and I will continue to live my life that way, till the day I die. I do not need you and your family's false love. So I'll ask you again Mr Cooper what do you want?"