HIS Only Weakness

CHAPTER 9: Bittersweet Revenge?!

        Before I could finish my thoughts, I heard her say, "Bye." She then walked out as I went back and finished up my client's tattoo. 

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         As I got to the condo, I was getting a beer out of the fridge when I realized that I should apologize and try to explain myself to Angie. 

        I never expected to feel this way with her again. But fuck me, I can't help it. And I guess I'd rather be in denial then risk being rejected. 

        So I take out my phone and am getting ready to text her, in case she's at the grocery store or something. 

        Which, as I looked down at my phone, I noticed a text message from her. 

        I clicked on it and read:

                ANGIE: Hey, so I'm out with Andy right now. I'm OK and will be home later. Oh and
                               before I forget, one of your bimbo's stopped by saying for you to call her. I
                               think her name was Kandy? I don't know. But yeah. See ya later. 

        I wanted to throw my phone against the wall. Why the hell would Andy do this to me? That little fucker. Come on Monday, he is fired. 

        I quickly grab some Makers Mark and take a couple of shots. Then I quickly texted the girl that I know Angie was talking about and invited her to come over. 

       All I could think about was that two can play this game. I'm sure she's just trying to make me jealous. And you know what? It worked. So now, let me reciprocate. 

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        I woke up this morning with a little bit of a headache. I also noticed Kandy getting dressed and heading out the door. 

       While watching her finishing getting dressed, I all of a sudden realize that I am in love with Angie and that what I did last night can never happen again if I were to get her back. I'm instantly filled with hatred and disgust with myself and full of regret. 

       I'm such an asshole for trying to deny what I feel for her and treating her like shit. Just like I did when I left that day, years ago. 

      My thoughts are interrupted by my phone going off letting me know I have a text message. 

      I take a look at it and see that it's from Andy. Which reads:

                 Hey man. I'm sorry, but I took Angie out on a date. Please don't hate me. I swear
                 to you that NOTHING happened and we both decided we were better off as just
                 friends. Don't tell her I told you this, but she's in love with you man. And as a 
                 friend, you need to man the fuck up and get her back. Cause I know you love
                 her too, bro.

        I guess that I can't be mad at Andy or Angie for that matter. I also have gotta respect Andy for having the balls to apologize to me and let me know he took her out on a date. But now, Shit! I start yelling at myself in my head. 

        "Fuck!" I say out loud as I grip my hair. 

        I text Andy back to thank him and let him know it's all good between us. 

       But I suddenly begin to realize that he sent his text half an hour ago. That means that Angie....

       I quickly get up and tell the girl from the bar not to open up the door, but she does and I see a hurt look upon her face. 

       Kandy ends up leaving but that's after Angie heads back to her room and slams the door shut. 

       I open up her door without knocking first and begin to walk up towards her as she's laying on her side of the bed with her back facing me. I then hear her crying. It reminded me of the day when I left her. Which now, pains me to hear as it did back then. I really really fucked up this time. 

       As I slowly start walking a little closer towards her bed, I stop when I hear her talk. 

      "Please leave." She says between sniffles from her crying. 

      "Angie. Please, can I explain?" I tell her. 

      "There's nothing to explain. I'm done. You win." She sniffs. 

      My heart drops and suddenly I feel the worst pain in my chest that I had ever felt. 

      "What do you mean?" I ask. Though I already know what she's talking about but don't want to believe it. 

      "I can't. I can't do this anymore. I don't have the strength to go through this again. I love you, but I can't keep letting you hurt me." She starts crying a little more. 

      "Angie, I..." I get cut off.

      "I said for you to please leave. Because as far as I'm concerned, it doesn't matter. Once Luke finds a place for me, that's safe. I'll be out of your life for good and I'll never bother you again. So for the last time, please go." She cries out. 

       Fuck me. I had really really really fucked up this time. 

       Fate gave me a second chance to make things right and have things between her and I turn out the way they should. And I fucked it all up again. Except this time, I was around to hear and watch her be in the pain I caused her. 

      I have hurt her so bad that I might as well have put a gun to her head and pull the trigger. 

      I need to find a way to fix this. And quick. I will NOT give up on her and I WILL get her back. 

      Though for now, I know I need to give her space. So I pack some of my things and leave. 

NEXT CHAPTER TOMORROW! :)