Another month passed, and Kelsey finally began to pick up
the pieces of her broken heart. She was
beginning to smile more and even ventured to go to a couple social functions
with her roommates. Life was
improving. The thought of Tom was still
painful, but the pain retreated slightly every day. On this particular day, Kelsey was preparing
to go to a dance. Spencer had been
asking her out every week or two since their first date, and she had finally
agreed to give him another chance tonight.
She brushed the last touches of blush on her cheeks and then regarded
her image in the mirror. For the first
time since Tom, she was able to feel excited about the upcoming social
interaction. A loud knock sounded at the
door and Kelsey, surprised, checked her phone for the time. It was pretty early still – Spencer shouldn’t
have arrived for another half an hour at least.
Grabbing her purse, she ran to the door and pulled it open quickly. Her welcoming smile died at the sight of the
tall, dynamic man standing on the doorstep.
“Tom??” she gasped, startled and a little angry. He started to say something, but she cut him
off as she slammed the door in his surprised face. Kelsey pressed herself against the door and
sank down to the floor, blinking rapidly to try to halt the flow of hot, angry
tears. “How dare he?” she thought to
herself. “How dare he come back here
after everything that happened, and after not hearing from him for over three
months?” A tentative tap on the door
broke Kelsey’s reverie. She had no clue
what to do. Both Aislinn and Caitlin
were out with their dates already; she was forced to face this calamity all
alone. Taking a deep breath, she rose
and opened the door again, reluctantly.
The sight of him brought back all the hurt she had worked so hard to
bury. Before she had a chance to speak,
Tom stepped forward and wedged his foot in the door.
“Kelsey.” He stated quietly, leaning uncomfortably against
the door.
“What are you doing here? How could you…” Kelsey forced herself
to stop before she accused him of something she would later regret.
“Let me explain,” he sighed.
“Please give me a chance.” His
eyes, locked on hers, showed the pleading behind the simple phrase. Kelsey shook her head.
“I’m sorry, I can’t do this.
Not now.” She stared up at him, defying the connection he was trying to
renew. “You are a buttpoop. Please leave.” Kelsey dropped her gaze so that he wouldn’t
see the tears building up in her eyes. His
voice soft, he said,
“I can’t possibly understand what I put you
through, but I’m sorry. And I’m going to
fight for you, Kelsey. I made a mistake,
and I’m going to try my best to fix it.”
With that, he released the door and walked away. Kelsey stared after him, confused and torn. He had barely been gone for a minute before
Spencer arrived to pick her up for the dance.
She tried her best to put the feelings Tom had evoked aside and be a
good date for the poor guy. As she
climbed into Spencer’s car, she was very aware of Tom’s penetrating gaze on her
back and knew that the next little while was going to be difficult.
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