If Only
Chapter 3:
As soon as Addison was out of sight she pulled over to the side of the road and let the tears stream down her face. What did she do? No, what did he do? This wasn't her fault. She did everything the right way. But if she did, why did this feel so wrong?
Pete stood there, staring off into the distance. He had watched her car slowly disappear, moving further and further away from him. What was he doing? Why did he let her go? That was it! He kindly asked the valet for his keys and when they were in his possession he tipped him generously and drove off quickly into the sunset towards her. He stopped next to a car that he was positive was Addison's. He got out and slowly walked towards her.
"Um, Addison"?
"Pete? What the hell are you doing here? Did I not make myself clear"?
He could tell she was angry, rather pssed in fact. All he wanted to do was make her happy. She wasn't very open to that option.
"Are you okay? I really-"
"Pete? Just stop, okay? Just get the hell away from me. You want me back? Fine. Then prove it. Now get away from my car or so help me god I will run your ass over." She said it calmly, but with a look in her eye that assured him she was serious. He backed up, and again watched her speed off into the darkness.
The next day at Oceanside Wellness was very tense between both Pete and Addison. Unfortunately the laboring mom's didn't care about the fact that they were on the verge of a physical outrage, and they all decided to have a child the very same day. There had been five childbirths and two of them turned out to be unusually long surgeries. They had lost one baby and a mom. Addison was not in the mood to be pursued today and was emotionally and physically drained. She sat in her office for hours, crying uncontrollably. She thought about how the mother must feel, without her child. She also thought about how the little baby girl would feel growing up without a mother to take her shopping, or to do her makeup, or to prepare her for her prom. God, she felt horrible. She loved her job, but there were some days when she just wanted to burry herself alive. This was one of those days, but ten times worse. Not only was she hurting for the mom and baby. She had to think of what to do with Pete also. Just then, a brilliant idea came to her mind. One of the best all day. She picked up her phone and quickly dialed, her long, elegant fingers gliding smoothly over keys.
"Hello"?
"Hey, I need a favor!"
"Addie, it's two in the morning here. Can this favor wait"?
"No, it can't wait!"
"I need you to fly out here."
"To L.A."?
"No, to New York. Yes to L.A.!"
"Dang, you must really be desperate."
"Like you wouldn't believe. So what do you say? Please"?
"You of all people, Addie, know that I can't say no to the adorable little puppy face you're doing."
"You're in Seattle, how did you know"?
"I can hear it. And I just know you. Okay, so I'll be on the first flight out."
"Thank you! I totally owe you!"
"Bet your cute little perky ass you do."
"Hm, still cocky and made completely of ego. This will definitely work."
"Care to fill me in here"?
"You'll see. But I can assure you. You'll love it."
Addison hung up the phone and slipped into bed. She was sure she would get a great night sleep tonight. She's going to need it.