Three Thousand Miles To You(86)

Alanna: I never thought of you with anyone like her, did the age difference not bother you?

Adrian: I never thought about it, it was never an issue.

Alanna: Was she beautiful?

Adrian: She was pretty, but nothing compared to you.

Alanna: You have to say that,

Adrian: I am not just saying it Alanna it is true. You are more beautiful than she will ever be.

Alanna: If you say so, you still have not told me what she looks like.

Adrian: She is very tall and lean, she has dark blonde hair and blue eyes that when you gaze into them, you can tell she is not happy. Although she was only thirty-one, at the time, she seemed older in her manner her face was always stressed and she never smiled.

Alanna: She sounds crazy to me!

Adrian: Alanna, do not be like that.

Alanna: Like what, she does seem a little crazy, was she not?

Adrian: She had issues with her family, she felt they never understood her and she always felt the outcast.

Alanna: Okay, I have heard enough about her now.

Adrian: Alanna baby, are you jealous?

Alanna: No, I just do not want to talk about her anymore, okay.

Adrian: Okay, I will not mention her again. I have to go just now, until next time baby!

I read back over Adrian’s texts and the part when he asked me if was jealous, although I told him that I was not. I cannot help but feel that I am and I never expected him to be with someone like that. Someone who was older and married, he was young and she should have known better. However, I am jealous. I hate to think of her with him. I wonder if he possibly he did love her and that he just told me that he did not, to protect me from the truth.





Twenty-eight



The following morning I wake with such a headache. Caused mainly by the amount I cried last night and the lack of sleep, as I had to stay up late studying. I think back to the conversation I had with Adrian last night. My mind whirls at the thought that he said he was going to be here today. I think back over his words and of what his conditions were, he wants to control everything I do he expects me to live a certain way. I know all this about him, all I have to do is look around and I know that he is the one in control. I wonder how different my life will be once he gets here, and I cannot help but feel that possibly, this Zara Tomas has made him like this. He did say to me that she was a control freak, he had no choices about anything, and that does ring a bell with me. Did she mess him up even more than Alice did? I try to put all the Adrian worry out of my mind for now, after all, he said he will be here today sometime and he never goes back on his word. I take a shower and blow-dry my hair and I pick out a new pair of jeans from the bag and dark blue button up sweater. I through on my shoes and little lip-gloss and head out into the oversized Condo. I look around discreetly and I wonder how Michael will act today? As I walk into the kitchen, I see that Maggie has already set out my breakfast. She smiles as she sees me and points me to sit down, so I do.

“How are you this morning Miss Hart?”

“I don’t suppose that you have anything, for a headache?”

“Let me go check.”

I pick at the stack of pancakes and bacon that Maggie has made for me. Not able to even force down a bite or two instead, I sip at the coffee that she has also left out for me. I see Maggie head back into the kitchen carrying a bottle of pills. She takes out two and hands me a glass of water.

“Here you go, this should do the trick.” I take the pills and water from her.

“Are you not hungry again?” I look at her apologetically, I feel sorry when I do not eat the food she makes me, with such a passion.

“I had a bit of a rough day yesterday.”

“Oh dear, and you have a big day today, how are you feeling about your exams?”

“I feel okay, about it.”

“I am sure you will do great.” I smile at her, I really do like her and I can tell that she is a very caring person. Her family must really be proud and grateful for her.

“Thanks, has Michael been out yet for breakfast?” I say, trying not to let her realize that I have not spoken to him since yesterday.

“No I haven’t seen him yet,” I let out a sigh not recognizing that I did.

“That boy loves you.” I cannot believe, that she has observed this.

“But the trouble is my dear; you don’t feel the same way back.”

“I really care about him, but I love Adrian.”

“Mr Black?”

“Yes sorry, Adrian Black.”

“It’s hard for the boy, I have watched him and he looks at you as if you are the answer to everything. The other night he asked me to arrange that whole dinner for you.”

“I sort of knew that Maggie, I want him as a friend but I feel now that I have told him how I really feel, that it’s not enough to just be friends.”