Was It Something I Said

LUKE

I wake up refreshed and ready for the day to start. I can not wait for tonight when I'm going to see that exquisite woman that has just taken over my entire thought process. But the morning is not starting exactly as I want to as I see I have a message on my phone.

It is from my ex, Clara, and as I recall I told her not to contact me ever again. But she never really listen to what I have to say to her and that was one of the problems we had in our relationship. I open my message and read.

"Babe, you know we can not live without each other. Can't we find a way to be together?"

There is something wrong with this woman because there is no way in hell that I will get back together with her after what she has done to me. I can not believe that I have surrounded myself with women that really don't think for themselves. I think this is the reason why I am so captivated by Mikayla.

She is a strong, independent woman and can think for herself. I put the phone down and try and shake the thoughts of Clara out of my head. Then I stand up with a renewed energy and I am ready to go to the office and get this day over with so that the night can fill me with the happiness that it brings.

MIKAYLA

I wake up without knowing how I fell asleep. The only thing that I know is that I was crying almost the entire night. I am completely confused but if there is one thing I know it is that I'm not going to work.

I quickly send a text to Jen and ask her to get a replacement for me. She's asking me what is wrong but I am unable to answer her. I am afraid if I say too much then I'm going to start to cry again. I want to get out of my room and get myself a cup of coffee but I just don't feel safe enough.

I don't know what I'm going to do but all I know is that I do not want to be here right now. I want to get out of here. I want to get out of my house. I want to get out of the city. Then I have a thought. I pick up my phone and I sent a text to my dad.

"I'm coming for an extended visit"

Then I book myself a flight and I take all the courage that I have left to leave my room and my house into the cab waiting for me. I do not want to be in the city for one more second.

I arrived at my hometown and my dad is waiting outside with a frown on his face. I know that he has no idea what I am doing back here so soon. The cab has not even stopped properly yet when I open the door and ran into my dad's arms. I start to cry as I feel his protective arms around me.

"What is going on honey? What happened?"

It seems I can not stop crying yet and it is difficult for me to talk. I only get a word or two out and that was enough for my dad to understand. He wraps me even tighter in his arms and then takes me into the house.

LUKE

The day at the office goes by slowly. But that is usually the case when you are looking forward to something, then everything else seems to drag on. It feels like I had to attend the longest meetings in the world.

Everyone had something to say and there was never an end to it. But I sit there with a happy heart because I know what tonight brings is. It is the end of the day and Sally is ready to give me my itinerary for tomorrow but I interrupt her.

"Sally, please go home. I have somewhere I need to be and I need you to be with your family"

"Yes, sure but let me just-"

"Just nothing. Now, go home"

I help her out the door by pushing her while holding onto her shoulders.

"You have a lovely evening, Sally. I'll see you tomorrow again. Bye-bye, now"

I watch as Sally looks over her shoulders at me with a frown on her face as if she does not know what I am doing. But I close the door behind her and quickly get my jacket. I know that it is way too early to go but I do not care as I just need to get there.

I call my driver to come and pick me up. I walk with a spring in my step all the way to the car. I make sure that I drink my pills because I do not want to skip out on this probable date to see her again.

As we get to the cafe I make sure to get us a nice table and then I wait for the waiter to come to me. As soon as he arrives I give him a little something under the table and ask him to treat that extra nice tonight. The waiter is but too eager to help me with this and I order the best wine of the house.

I can not help but look at every person that comes through the door and every time I hold my breath. I can not wait to see that beautiful woman again as the memories that I have of her is more valuable than all the money in the world.

Then I see a woman walking through the door and it isn't the woman I want to see. It is Clara. What is she doing here again? She was here the first time I met Mikayla and now again? What is it that she so desperately wants from me? The waiter walks to my table and I politely ask him to stand in front of me so that she can not see me. Of course, the waiter would do anything for me at this point after the "tip" I gave him earlier on.

I watch as she is clearly looking for someone and then find a seat somewhere far away from me and out of eye sight. I tell the waiter that he can leave but to stay close in case she returns.

The time finally arrives for her to pitch up and I am like a little boy just waiting for Santa to bring my present. I watch the door even more closely than I did before, then five minutes go by and then ten minutes and then an hour but no sign of her.

Was it something I said?