《Knock, Knock》Twenty-one
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Usually, people spend their weekends winding down and relaxing. Me? Oh, just listening to my neighbor argue with her mother. I frown as I turn my TV up once again, exceeding a high volume. As much as I liked hearing Casey's voice the words she spat out in this instance only angered me.
I bite my lip, realizing that turning up my volume wasn't going to cut it at this point. I let out a breath as I try to ignore everything that's going on. I'm sure our other neighbors are just as annoyed as I was.
"You know I'm trying to be respectful because you're my mom, but honestly you're pissing me off" Casey's voice booms. I jump as I hear a door slam. Did she leave? "Casey can't you see I just want what's best for you?" her mother's fragile voice is heard. Her comment causes me to scoff. If she wanted what was best for Casey, she'd just let her be who she was.
The sudden ringing of my phone grabs my attention. I pick it up from the coffee table and notice the call from Thomas. I sigh and ignore. However, he doesn't take the hint. He calls again. And once again, I hang up. I should block his number.
The third time he calls, I answer in annoyance. "What do you want Thomas?" I groan.
"A second chance. I'm downstairs, won't you come down and talk to me?" I frown at his cheesy attempt. Didn't he get it? I was done. "Thomas, I meant what I said. I don't want to see you and quite frankly, I don't want to talk to you."
"Kathryn, you're just going to throw away 5 years? I thought we were going to get married. Please can we just talk this out, I need closure."
Closure? Was this man serious. "Thomas, there's nothing to really talk about."
"There is. You can tell me why you want to end us. Why have you been so distant with me. I deserve that much and you know I do."
I groan in annoyance. The only other sound I can hear besides him, was the arguing duo next door. It was them or him. I'd take my chances. I let out a deep sigh as I stand from my couch. "Fine. Fine. You get two hours. I'm not letting you take up the rest of my day."
I hang up and head into my room. I hope I don't regret this.
- - - - -
The ride was silent. I had no idea where Thomas was taking me. Honestly, I was a little scared. He probably had plans on doing things and killing me. I watch my surroundings as we turn onto a road with mostly greenery that civilization. The man beside me chuckles, "You can relax. I'm surprised you don't know where we're going yet."
I try to relax as we get further away from civilization. Stay calm Kathryn. Stay calm Kathy. It's fine. He might be my ex, but he's not stupid. At least not when it comes to things like this.
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Finally he turns onto a street that I'm familiar with. We're going down memory lane. I sit back into the leather seats as familiarity sets in. I now know where we're going. I glance over to the dark skinned man on side of me in awe. I can't believe he remembers this.
A few minutes later we're parked on a familiar cliff. I exit the car with a smile. I walk towards the edge and glance over, overlooking the city. It never ceases to amaze me. Thomas tugs on my waist, pulling me away from the edge. Just like he did the first time we'd discover this place. I come to my sense and push the man away from me.
"Just cause you remember this place, doesn't mean all is well between us."
The man sighs. He sits onto the hood of his car and eyes me. "What happened between us Kathy? We used to be so good."
I frown at his question. "A lot has happened. We grew apart for starters."
Thomas shakes his head, "There's more to it Kathryn. Couples don't just grow apart without something else going on. And we've been together for 5 years. I feel like there's something you're not telling me."
I sigh. I knew I needed to be honest. "I stopped having feelings for you in August. With Emily's constant reminder of how shitty of a boyfriend you are and the fact that I moved into those apartments, I just felt like we were growing apart."
"What do the apartments have to do with this?"
"Thomas, I have a crush on my neighbor." The man stops talking. He stops to think before glancing away and nodding his head. "I kind of figured. The tension between you two is crazy. That night you two almost kissed, I knew our break up was going to be shortly after that."
I sigh, feeling shittier than before. "Thomas, I'm sorry. I really thought my crush on her was an infatuation, I thought it would go as quickly as it came. But the more we hung out the deeper my feelings grew for her."
The man smiles and nods his head. "Emily, as much as I hate her, she's absolutely right. I'm a pretty shitty boyfriend. I noticed how badly I was treating you and instead of trying to talk to you and fix it, I let my ego get the better of me. I figured we'd break up eventually, so why even try."
I eye the man in silence. "I am seriously in love with you Kathryn. And I have done you wrong so many times. I'm sorry I wasn't enough. And I'm sorry I keep acting without thinking."
Man this was only making me feel worse. "Can I ask you something?"
The dark skinned man nods his head. "When I told you that I saw you cheating, was that really you?" I question. Thomas frowns, "No. But I'm not going to say I've never cheated on you. Whoever it was you saw that day wasn't me because I was at work. But I have cheated on you before."
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At least he was honest, right?
"I cheated on you as well. Right before I broke up with you. I- Casey and I made out."
Thomas nods his head. "I always thought we were going to get married. Settle down and have kids."
I eye the man cautiously. "So did I. I wanted our first daughter to be named Iliana" I admit. Thomas smiles before glancing up at the sky. It was still bright out. I look back at the city, enjoying the view.
Silence settles in, comfortably, might I add. The wind blows causing me to hug myself. This was oddly enjoyable.
"Hey" Thomas grabs my attention. He smiles, a genuine smile. "Don't let her treat you as bad as I did. I know you know how you deserve to be treated. Take things slow, don't rush into it."
"You're taking this a lot better than expected" I admit. He shrugs, "I can't always be a bitch about this. Eventually it was going to happen. I just want you to be happy Kathryn, even if that means I'm not the source of it. I'm just kind of glad it isn't with that Cane girl."
The last part causes me to laugh, "What's wrong with Cane?"
The man gives me a look, as if asking if I were serious. "She's in love with you. But you continuously tell her she's not your type and the girl continues to push you. It's annoying."
He wasn't lying about that. "C'mon, I'll take you home. I'm sure your girlfriend is waiting."
I can't help but to blush at the word 'girlfriend'. Casey wasn't my girlfriend. I just have a crush on her. I don't say anything as we get back into the car. The drive back is more relaxed and comfortable. Now that I know how Thomas really feels, I think he means good. I feel like, he'll get the woman he deserves soon.
"It would be funny if we both ended up dating the same sex partners" Thomas jokes. I glance at him. "What? Just because I'm a man doesn't mean I can't admire other good looking men."
"I'm all for it. I support you, you'll be my gay best friend and everything."
The man laughs, "I thought that title belonged to Em?"
"Oh no, she's my lesbian best friend. Practically my sister."
- - - - -
I head towards my apartment, noticing how quiet it is on my floor. I guess Casey's mom left. As I get to my door, I think about everything Thomas said. My eyes travel to Casey's door. I stop moving for a few seconds before stepping over to her door. I take a deep breath and hold it as I knock.
A few second later the door swings open, exposing Casey Kings. She offers a small smile, though I could tell she was bothered by my presence. "Hey, can we talk?" I question.
The girl glances behind her before looking back at me. "Uh, y-yeah sure. What's up?"
She exits her apartment and closes the door causing jealousy and curiosity to rise in the pit of my stomach. Who was she hiding me from? I take a few moments to gather my thoughts. What did I need to say to her?
"I want to talk about... us. Where we stand."
I can see annoyance contort on her features as she glances around. "Casey, if you don't want to talk you can just say that" I spit.
"It's fine. What were you going to say?" I scrunch my face, feeling hostility in her aura. Maybe now wasn't such a good time.
"Never mind. I'll see you tomorrow" I hiss and side step towards my door. Casey stops me before I can unlock my door. I glance at her hand then up to her eyes. "What were you going to say Kathryn?"
I let out a breath and try to control my emotions.
"It's really not important. You can get back to your company, I'll see you tomorrow or something."
The girl doesn't budge. Her grip on my arm only tightens. She eyes me for a while. "I don't have company. I've just got time and you have my attention. I'm sorry I might seem to come off as annoyed but it's not because of you. Please tell me what you wanted to say Kat."
I unintentionally blush at the nick name. I swallow the lump in my throat. I honestly didn't have a speech prepared or anything of the sort. I knocked without having much of a game plan. I just wanted to see her face and talk to her. I didn't know where we stood and I didn't want to overstep any boundaries.
I don't speak, so she decides to. "I like you. I have for a while and I always tried to ignore it because you're a teacher at my school. But I don't think I can ignore it anymore, especially not after those kisses. I want to be with you, but I'm not sure I'm ready to get into a relationship just yet."
I felt giddy from her confession. I wanted to hear her say over and over again. "I'm totally fine with that. I'm not ready to jump into a relationship either. But just know that I will wait until you're ready."
Casey smiles. "Thank you for understanding Kathryn."
"Can you just call me Kat? I like that better."
I did. I loved to hear my nick name bounce off her lips. It's a proven fact that I might be a little head over heels for this brown skinned beauty.
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