One Chance (Part 1)(99)
“It will be,” I say before turning around and heading back outside. Liam is still in the same spot beside my car, “Okay, let’s go,” I say as we make our way across the street, using the bottom door to the game room.
“I need you to let me explain those pictures babe,” he says quickly.
“Go ahead,” I say as I take a seat on the couch.
“I didn’t sleep with her I swear. Hell, I didn’t even make out with her.”
“So what happened?”
“I don’t even know why she was there, but she was and she was drunk, she couldn’t even walk. Yes, she tried to kiss me, which is what that picture was, but I pushed her away and I set her straight,” he says matter of fact.
“Then how do you explain carrying her towards a bedroom?”
“Right after I explained to her that we were over, she went to back away. Baby, she was beyond drunk she could hardly stand; she asked if I could help her get to a bed so she could lie down. She tried to walk and I’m telling you she could barely move, so she asked if I could carry her. I carried her to the first open bed, dropped her off on it and walked right back out. That’s it, I promise you babe,” he says looking sincere.
“I believe you.”
“Good, but then why do you look pissed?”
“Because Liam,” I say getting louder than intended, “I should have known about this. I shouldn’t have had to see it in pictures the day before our fucking wedding,” I shout as I get up and pace the room.
“You’re right, I should have told you,” he says as he stands right behind me.
“Then why didn’t you?”
“I don’t know, I didn’t think it was a big deal I guess.”
“Does this look like a big deal?” I stop and stare at him dumbfounded.
“Baby it’s not. She’s being a bitch, trying to stop the wedding.”
“Well it worked,” I snap.
“Wait what?” he shouts.
“We aren’t getting married tomorrow.”
“Why not?” he asks clearly frustrated.
“Because Liam, I trusted you and yet again you decide to hold things in and not tell me, allowing it to cause trouble later. First with Kenzie now with Meg. I’m not going to keep moving in circles.”
“Baby stop,” he says as he comes over to me, looking at me with pleading eyes, “I love you. I swear I didn’t do anything with any other girl and I won’t. I only want you.”
“It’s not about that. It’s about you keeping things from me. What else don’t I know? Which other girl throws herself at you that I don’t know about? Or who tries to seduce you when I’m not looking?”
“Babe yes, girls hit on me, it’s the same with you, guys hit on you all the time.”
“There’s a difference, I set them straight not caring how rude I get, but you, you don’t. You try to be the good guy and in turn you end up screwing me over. I’m not marrying you tomorrow.”
“What are you saying?” he asks as he looks at me in utter shock.
“I think we need a break,” I say softly as I look towards the floor.
“A break? Are you fucking kidding me?” he shouts as he runs his hands through his shaggy blonde hair.
“I did a lot of thinking and for now, I think this is best for both of us.”
“Was that before or after Brody came to find you?” he snaps.
“Yes Brody found me, but surprisingly he stuck up for you.”
“Yeah sure.”
“He did. But my decision has nothing to do with anyone but you and me. I’m doing what I need to do for me right now. You are leaving, if I can’t trust you to be honest with me now, how the hell can I trust you to be honest with me when you are going to different cities every week?”
“Baby, would you stop. You can trust me, you know you can,” he says as he places his hands on my shoulders.
“I’ve made up my mind,” I say, standing firm looking into his sexy blue eyes.
“So we’re done, just like that,” he says with an attitude as he removes his hands.
“We need to take a break. Maybe we’re just rushing into things too fast, I don’t know,” I admit.
“No, there’s no such thing as a break. Either we are trying to work things out or we aren’t.”
“You’re giving me an ultimatum?” I ask heatedly.
“No, I’m saying those are the choices, we are either working things out or we’re done. Which one is it?” he asks harshly.
“We need a break Liam.”
“You need a break, I don’t. I know what the fuck I want.”