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Part 4 The warm flannel sheets never felt so good, as Dave pulled himself into bed. Dave was Exhausted. Every bone in his body hurt. The entire week had been hard. He had spent every afternoon relearning to walk. Probably the hardest thing he'd ever had to do, and it wasn't over yet. Lisa had avoided him most of the week, spending most of her time at her Newspaper. At least she hadn't insisted on speaking only through memos like before. Dave didn't understand; why was she mad at him? She kissed him first. And he was sure she felt the same way about him. Yet he was still being punished. Dave was taking this remarkably well. Lisa couldn't believe how hard she was finding it, just talking to him. She knew what she wanted to tell him, explain a little, if she could. Though all her words were well thought out, she couldn't speak them. She would be ready to talk to him. But the moment she was in the room with him, her words soon escaped her. "Dave" Lisa said quietly. Thinking he was asleep, she turned to leave. "Was it something I did?" Dave asked, catching her almost out the door. Lisa turned and looked at him. Everything she wanted to tell him was all mixed up in her mind. She couldn't think straight, only one thought prevailed. It was talk to him now, or lose him forever. "Dave I'm married." She said slowly. "Yeah, to Johnny. We were together for Four years! Four years, you knew him for a month! Didn't any of the time we spent together mean anything to you?! It did to me." Dave asked passionately. "I would be lying if I said it didn't. But you've got to remember you broke it off. What did you expect me to do? Spend my life waiting for someone who would never love me? Is that what you'd have had me do?!" Her tears were flowing freely now. " I moved on. I had to move on. I couldn't wait for something that would never happen." "Never love you?!" Dave couldn't believe this. "I've always loved you. The hardest battle I fight everyday is trying not to think about you. Because when I do, I can't think about anything else. I have trouble getting through the day knowing that you could have been married to me. I wanted to marry you. I should have married you. But I was afraid. I found that at the end of the day I knew who you were, but it left me wondering who I was. Now I know that you bring me out, I'm the best when I'm with you. I'm not me until I'm with you. But now it's was too late." Realizing what he'd just said, Dave looked away. He hadn't meant to say so much. "Why did you stay away for so long?" Lisa asked softly. "I don't know. Maybe Maybe I didn't stay away long enough." Dave stammered. |
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