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Chapter 18
Flinging his bag on the sofa, He headed straight towards his bedroom without so much as a second glance at his apartment. As He fell backwards into the depths of his bed, his head cushioned from the fall by the pillow, He drew his breath long and deep, shutting his eyes tightly as His mind fought with heart.
It had been weeks but still His own space, his flat, his bed, no longer felt like his own anymore. His place was no longer His sanctuary.
Try as hard as He might, his quiet, familiar surroundings provided no comfort or respite whatsoever from the dull but persistent ache inside him.
"Nothing is right with me anymore" He thought darkly
Turning over to his side, he opened his eyes. Who was He kidding? He knew exactly what that something, or more precisely someone, was to make everything feel right - that missing element to his peace of mind, the salve that was needed to ease his inner turmoil.
The whirlwind of happiness he had felt for those few days had somehow managed to evaporate as quickly as it had come, and in its place came long, crazily busy and lonely weeks during which time it felt like He had hardly seen her.
Their schedules had been so unfairly hectic, so many commitments, not just on their production but external ones too, that caused their bubble of bliss to burst.
The scheduling was cruel to the extent that they had both stopped apologizing for not being able to keep dates arranged, times together, or to simply exchange moments of tenderness. The longer it went on, the harder it became for them to be intimate - even if their eyes met, their eyes did not reflect warmth but a sort of troubled embarrassment, an awkwardness where before one glance would speak volumes.
Neither of them seemed to be able to take that first step to bring them both back to their senses, to be together, where He felt, even now, they both belonged.
Everything had changed now
Everything began to change when She decided to go back to her flat and He got that weird phone call.
It was from some nutter who appeared to know a heck of a lot about Him and Her and how much time they had been spending together recently.
He didn't recognize the voice -why should He?
He did remember it though to be gritty; mocking -it was clearly an attempt to disguise whoever the caller was. What He was struck by was that it was clearly a man who had access to a lot of information - and this was the precise reason for why He didn't dismiss him as some regular crazy..
No, this one was much more sinister and also seemed confident that He would take him seriously
"Stick to your Ex, leave Her alone. "
"Trust me -you will get nothing but pain. If you choose to be stupid and ignore this warning I guarantee it - not only will you feel pain but She will too. And by the way - don't even think of informing your friendly neighbourhood police."
"Dont ignore this warning - because if you do, I personally guarantee it, She will be made to feel pain more than you can imagine -and you've already had a taste of how close I can get to her -haven't you?"
He was speechless at the time with rage that someone could so much as dare to dream of hurting her, but in the time that he was seething the nutter rang off, leaving Him feeling utterly hapless, unable to do anything to him.
He thought to ring Her straight away but there was no answer at the flat. Her mobile went straight through to her voicemail which just fuelled his frustration more.
After what seemed like an eternity, but was probably no more than half an hour later, He received a call from her having, no doubt, seen about five missed calls from Him
"Where the hell were you?
His voice was seething with rage "Do you have any idea how bloody long Ive been trying to get through?"
"What's up? What's the problem?" She wondered what had happened to Him and felt a little irritated at his tone of voice.
Didn't you have your phone with you? I couldn't get hold of you for God's sake and you-"
"Why are you biting my head off yaar- I've been on the phone to my folks at home! What's so urgent that you didn't even leave a voicemail?"
Now She was angry with him
He felt a little contrite now, realizing how rude he must have sounded. Changing his tone somewhat, he tried to appeal a little more
Look I was just worried - I just wanted to make sure you were OK."
"Is that it? Is that what you ripped my head off for? Well you don't need to keep worrying OK? I'm a big girl and looked after myself perfectly well before and can do so now! For feck's sake!!!! "
Her voice stung in his ears and her anger with Him was clear
Just remembering the conversation caused Him to wince even now.
It totally backfired -he didn't mean to shout at Her -He was just concerned but it came out completely wrong.
From then on it was as if the stars just didn't want them to be together, always some reason why they couldn't quite pull it off and spend even a few sweet moments together. Even the current scripts didn't require them to come close to one another, just a moment when He could use work as an excuse just to hold her close, breathe in the scent of her, feel her softness...
Just at that moment his mobile rang. Half expecting it to be her, He quickly turned to answer it without even checking until He heard another familiar voice
"Hi," His heart sank a little with disappointment. He looked at his phone to double check it was who He thought and the phone confirmed it.
"I didn't disturb you did I? I'm really sorry -I"
"No," He sighed and ran his hands through his hair as He sat up on his bed.
"You're alright, I wasn't asleep anyway. You OK? What's up? Everything good?"
"Not really. Well, I'm actually downstairs in your parking lot. I just thought I'd call to see if you had some time for a friend that needs it, but"
He groaned inwardly and slowly sat upright. Shit..He thought. What the feck now?
"Erm, well ..." He began before being interrupted
"Look I'm sorry - don't worry - I'll"
"No, no - its OK. Come on up. I'll speak to the security guard to let you in."
About five minutes later, His buzzer rang and he went got up to open the door. She looked pale and had clearly been crying.
He motioned to her and ever so slowly, His Ex walked in.