9. Messages
"Today was fun. I loved seeing you cook with Rick," I said softly to Daryl.
Everything was going great between us. No doubts that I was in love with Daryl and only him.
Our relationship wasn't a fantasy anymore. It was real, and I love that. Although there were so my questions I wanted to ask him about his life. I didn't I knew he open up to me in time.
"I love you, sweetheart," Daryl said, green eyes glowing.
"You aren't going to have to you to work are you?"
"Yes, but I won't be gone long,"he promised.
Most of the time I went to work with Daryl, but today he more work than normal. So I gave him a quick kiss goodbye. I watched him drive away on his motorcycle. Feeling a little bored I got out my phone. I opened up Facebook on the browser.
Checking my messages I saw there was yet another one from Philip.
Philip: Beth,I am so sorry for what happened with Andrea. Please give me another chance.
Did this guy not know when to give up? I decided to reply. I wanted this over, I thought.
Beth: No, I don't love you anymore. I have moved on. You should too.
Philip: Penny misses you. She asks about you everyday.
Beth: I miss her too. Tell her that, ok?
Philip: Why don't you tell her yourself? Come back
Suddenly, I realize what is going on here. He is trying to use Penny to get me back. But why? Because Andrea was smart enough to stay away, I thought annoyed. I knew there would always be feelings there for hm.
Philip was my first, but I could not let him pull me back in. He only wanted me because I dumped him. I hurt his ego and now he felt like he had to prove a point. I would block him on Facebook too. I closed the chat on my phone. I did not want Daryl to see it. I had promised him I wouldn't talk to Philip again and I knew he would not appreciate me going back on my word.
No matter how innocent it was. I looked up at the clock. Daryl had been gone for over an hour. I missed him, I thought walking around the house. I walked up the stairs and started to look around. I was on the third floor when I saw a door that had a pink star painted on it with the letter O. What was this?
I knew I shouldn't, but I opened the door. One step inside I knew I should turn around and leave. This was a nursery. Daryl and his ex had a room setup for their daughter. I saw the pink letters above the baby bed that spelled out the name Olivia. There were stuff animals, children's books, and it was decorated with butterflies everywhere.
Poor, Daryl was really looking forward to being a father. Why else would he keep all this out? I walked over to the baby bed looking at the mobile that had colorful paper butterflies fluttering. I should go. This is too personal. Daryl would tell me about this when he was ready, I thought moving to the door.
But I was too late. Daryl was looking at me with hurt in his green eyes.
"What are you doing Beth?"
