Chapter Two - Part Three

Chapter Two - Part Three

A Chapter by Mahalia

Chapter Two - Part Three

 

There was silence, interrupted only by the chatter of the nearby couples sitting at the tables. I felt like I shouldn’t be here. I shouldn’t be witnessing this; it was too personal, too intimate.

“I was the one who caused your fiancée to leave you.”

Robbie face was stricken. It was the most heart-wrenching look I’ve ever seen. In that moment I saw his heart shatter. Andrea was crying, tears pouring from her eyes in rivers. She was almost as broken as her brother.

“Why?”

“I don’t know. I was hurting so much, and I stupidly blamed you. I am so, so sorry. I couldn’t live with knowing what I’d done and not being honest with you.”

Robbie put his head in his hands and all I could hear was Andrea’s sobbing. I didn’t know what to say or what to do. Was this a situation where I had to pick sides? I would stand by Robbie, if that was the case, but I had a feeling it wasn’t.

“I need some time. Please don’t contact me for the moment. Evelyn, I’d appreciate it if you stayed with Andrea and helped her through this.”

It was kind of him, he recognised Andrea’s pain. I had a feeling he’d done some things he’d regretted, he knew what it felt like. He left the restaurant.

I went and sat beside Andrea. I put my arms around her and held her close. She buried her face in my shoulder.  

“Come on, I’ll take you back to my place, you need some rest” I said.

She nodded and we left. There was still so much to be said. I wondered if Robbie could ever forgive her.



© 2012 Mahalia


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Mahalia
Mahalia

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My name is Mahalia. I'm seventeen years old and I've been writing since I was about seven. I'm a chocolate addict; I can't go a day without it. I love animals, I have two cats and two rats. I like t.. more..

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