Aislinn and Caitlin hung up the phone, finished their
conversation with Tom. They were so sick
of Kelsey moping in bi-polar distress – one second anger was the dominant
emotion, the next second dejection. So
they were secretly helping Tom make it up to Kelsey so she could at least get closure. However, both of them were seriously opposed
to them getting together. Tom had hurt
her, and while they wanted Kelsey to forgive him, they couldn’t forgive quite
as easily. They provided Tom with
information on Kelsey’s likes – he tried by himself at first with the roses,
but that only made her angrier as she doesn’t care for roses really at all. Their only goal was to get them to talk. That’s all.
After they received Tom’s text stating that Kelsey had finally invited
him in to talk, they were overjoyed.
Their meddling was done.
Kelsey sat, uncomfortable, on the couch while Tom paced
nervously in front of her. The silence
was oppressive. Finally, Kelsey spoke. “How
did you get into my apartment?” she demanded.
He chuckled slightly and responded,
“I’m rich enough to afford a pick-pocket…I mean a lock-pick!
Lock-pick. I used a lock-pick.” Tom was clearly struggling. Kelsey wasn’t sure if that was sweet or creepy. He resumed his ceaseless pacing. Again Kelsey ventured to speak,
“So…what did you want to talk about? I want this over with so you will leave me
alone.” He winced at that, and, still
pacing, said
“Well, I guess I wanted to start with an apology. Kelsey, I’m stupid and I was wrong to break
things off when I still had feelings for you.” She tried to read the emotion in
his eyes, but he was still determined to wear a path thorough the carpet and
wouldn’t stay still long enough. Playing
it cool, Kelsey stopped him.
“Tom,” she said, no emotion in her voice, “I believe you
misunderstood the situation. I found you
rude, but that is all. After you left, I
moved on with my life. I started seeing
someone else. I appreciate the apology,
and now you can leave.” Tom stared at
her in disbelief. Rightly so, as Kelsey
was a terrible liar and he could see that the whole phrase was a blatant
lie. Carefully, he asked,
“Who have you been seeing?” Kelsey, not wanting to lie much
more, responded,
“Spencer.”
“And you have stronger feelings for him than you do for me?” Kelsey blushed and answered,
“Yes?” He heard the
question in her response and saw through the lie. They then suffered an awkward silence, the
only noise that of Tom’s booted feet still attacking the poor carpet. After a long while, Kelsey pointedly stood
and opened the door for Tom. Without a
word he left.
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