"Hello?" Joey said as he picked up the phone.
"Hi, Joe. It's me, Dani. Are you busy?" she asked as she twisted the phone cord.
"No, I’m not busy."
"Good. I, uh, wanted to talk to you about Chris. I really need some advice and you're the only one that I trust."
"I'll try to help you, but I don't know if it'll do any good."
"Sure it will."
"Well, okay. What do you need advice about?"
“I need to know if I should I just let him go or should I call him?” she asked.
“Do you miss him?”
“I hate to say it, but yes. I miss him terribly, more than I ever expected."
“Do you miss him because you’re not with him or because he’s with someone else?”
“I don’t know….I don’t know about anything anymore. This whole situation is just so confusing.”
“I know Dani, but it’ll all get better soon.”
“I don’t think it will.”
“It will.”
“Last night I was about to call him, but I decided otherwise. Joey, I don’t know what I would say to him, what he would say to me? Do you think he would lie to me?”
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Two Days Later
I could feel the dirt and sand fly around me as I stepped out of the car. We were in the middle of nowhere. Nothing but desert for miles. There were a few buildings, but they all looked pretty run down. I looked up to the sky, dark clouds began to cover the bright sun…its gonna storm.
We walked into our motel room and sat down. “Chris, we need to talk,” I said and reached out for him.
“What do we need to talk about?” he asked.
“We need to talk about us, about our relationship.”
“Oh Jen,” he said quietly and leaned over and pushed some hair out of my face. He caressed my cheek and he kissed me softly. I wrapped my arms around him, afraid to realize that in this moment I knew the truth. It couldn’t be true, right? He had to love me.
He gently took off my top and bra and ran his hands across my back. I closed my eyes for a second and it seemed like the moment was gone because all I could think about was the fact that what if he still loved her. It seemed to me that if he loved her, then all my hopes and dreams with him would never be. I tried to shake those thoughts out of my head and tried to get back into the moment.
He kissed his way down to my belly and unbuttoned my pants. He slipped them off and looked up at me. He seemed to pause as if to decide something, but then leaned down and kissed me passionately. I pulled off his shirt and helped him take off his pants. I ran my tongue down his chest to the top of boxers. I slipped it off and slowly moved my body up so that I could kiss him on the lips. He moved on top of me and removed my panties. We then made love and laid there for awhile afterwards in each other’s arms.
I could feel my eyes getting heavy and just before I fell asleep I felt Chris get out of the bed and walk into the bathroom. About an hour later, I woke up and found the room empty. I wrapped the sheet around me and walked into the bathroom. I turned on the shower and got in.
I really don't understand Chris. At one point, I thought we were soul mates, I felt that we really clicked, but now, I feel like we're complete strangers. The more I think about everything, the more I feel that I'm in too deep. He's like a drug sometimes, and I’m not too sure if I wanna get off the high.
Lately he's been acting really weird and I know it must be hard on him too. It was very difficult for him when Dani left him. I know it’s always been real hard for him when anybody he cares for leaves him. I just hope that he'll wake up.
I stepped out of the shower and dried off. I quickly changed into shorts and a tee shirt and tied my hair back. I pulled out my photo album that I had in my suitcase. There were all kinds of pictures in it. Pictures of my family, friends, and pets. I began to look though pictures of Chris and me from high school and remember how in love we were.
One certain picture fell from its unsecured place and I bent over to pick it up when I gasped at what it was. It was a picture taken so many years ago, taken unknowingly to be our last picture together for years. It was the day I fell. It was the day that tore Chris and me apart for many years. It was the day I lost my memory.
Suddenly, a huge gust of wind blew open the window and knocked the photo album from my hands. Pictures flew everywhere. I jumped up and slammed the window shut. It looks like the storm is coming full force. Its not here yet, but its gonna be.
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