Another Beginning, chapter 21
"What? I... " he paused for a while, and seemed like he didn't believe it. "Is this about Tre?"
"No! It's not about Tre. I just don't think I should be involved with either of you."
"Why not?"
"I just don't need a relationship on top of everything."
"But you love me! Right? Oh, please--"
"Of course I love you Mike, but I just need to take a break. There's things that are going on inside my head, and I can't have all this going on at the same time."
"Well, can't we make it work? If its just a break or something... "
"No, I... I just can't ok?"
"Fine. But, are you still going to stay here tonight?"
"Damnnit, I still want this Mike, I want to be with you, but I just can't. Because I know if I do something bad is bound to happen."
"What do you mean something is bound to happen?"
"I just know, even though we love each other, everything else is screwed up."
"Like what? Sheena, I don't want to end this, I love you, and even if its selfish, I love how it makes me feel."
"But I just don't... the age difference, your job, my job, my parents, my friends, my life, your life. Tre."
"Tre?" he screamed standing up, "I knew it! I knew you and him, fucking hell Sheena--"
"No, even if I was cheating on you, it wouldn't work with Tre either. And I love you too much to do that."
"But you don't love me enough to stay together with me? That's really fucked up... "
What was I saying? I still wanted to be with him, I wanted to be with him forever, but it couldn't work. Maybe it could, but it would be hard as hell. I wouldn't be wasting my time trying to make it work. I loved Mike.
"I don't know what I'm saying." I said letting a few tears roll down my cheeks. "See? I don't know what I want either. I don't know if I want you or my... " I trailed on, while crying, and Mike sat down again and put his arm around me.
"Sheena, you know what you want, you just don't know it yet. Maybe... maybe we should take a break, so you can figure it out."
"I love you." I said burying my head in his shoulder. I knew what we looked like. Him holding me on the stairs, me crying on his shoulder. "You know exactly what I'm thinking."
"No, I just love you Sheena."
"No! It's not about Tre. I just don't think I should be involved with either of you."
"Why not?"
"I just don't need a relationship on top of everything."
"But you love me! Right? Oh, please--"
"Of course I love you Mike, but I just need to take a break. There's things that are going on inside my head, and I can't have all this going on at the same time."
"Well, can't we make it work? If its just a break or something... "
"No, I... I just can't ok?"
"Fine. But, are you still going to stay here tonight?"
"Damnnit, I still want this Mike, I want to be with you, but I just can't. Because I know if I do something bad is bound to happen."
"What do you mean something is bound to happen?"
"I just know, even though we love each other, everything else is screwed up."
"Like what? Sheena, I don't want to end this, I love you, and even if its selfish, I love how it makes me feel."
"But I just don't... the age difference, your job, my job, my parents, my friends, my life, your life. Tre."
"Tre?" he screamed standing up, "I knew it! I knew you and him, fucking hell Sheena--"
"No, even if I was cheating on you, it wouldn't work with Tre either. And I love you too much to do that."
"But you don't love me enough to stay together with me? That's really fucked up... "
What was I saying? I still wanted to be with him, I wanted to be with him forever, but it couldn't work. Maybe it could, but it would be hard as hell. I wouldn't be wasting my time trying to make it work. I loved Mike.
"I don't know what I'm saying." I said letting a few tears roll down my cheeks. "See? I don't know what I want either. I don't know if I want you or my... " I trailed on, while crying, and Mike sat down again and put his arm around me.
"Sheena, you know what you want, you just don't know it yet. Maybe... maybe we should take a break, so you can figure it out."
"I love you." I said burying my head in his shoulder. I knew what we looked like. Him holding me on the stairs, me crying on his shoulder. "You know exactly what I'm thinking."
"No, I just love you Sheena."
