Okay so this is from where we left off last time.
Hey everyone! Jen and I once again want to thank you for reviews. I just want to say that I know the last few chapters have been dramatic and some stuff has happened that people aren't very happy with, but it's a fic and Jen and I have had all this planned since the beginning, life is ever perfect sop why portray it as that in the story? It would be untrue to only write good stuff and have no contrasting bad moments, that's what makes the readers come back for more and want to see what happens. So we really hope you enjoy this next chapter. Love to all.
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Peter awoke the next morning with his eyes stinging slightly from a mixture of his secret crying the previous night and lack of sleep. He groggily climbed out of bed and headed into the shower rubbing his eyes as he went. Last he remembered before falling asleep was him contemplating leaving Paula. He remembered Katherine telling him that all she ever really wants for him is him to be happy and he knew Jamie would be the same. He let the hot water run slowly through his hair and down his back. It was so soothing, the only thing better would be to have Kelly in there with him. He thought about how he was gonna have to see her at work today. Part of him hoped there would be a Sandy/Kirsten scene to be shot.
After he got dressed he wandered downstairs to find Paula feeding the kids their breakfast. He didn't stop for coffee, he just grabbed slice of toast from the table and shouted bye as he headed for the door. When he turned round for another glance he smiled at Paula's interaction with the kids. Maybe they didn't need him as much as he thought, maybe they would be alright if he didn't live with them full time.
Kelly awoke that morning sort of dreading going to work. She knew that Melinda and Rachel would be going on and on about the wedding and she didn't want to rub it in Peter's face, after everything she had shared with him about David, she was sure he now had the wrong impression of her. She climbed out of bed and dressed in jeans and a simple top that was v-cut down the front. She grabbed her purse and keys and headed to work.
Kelly sat outside in the car park almost afraid to leave her car. She was suddenly nervous, she knew her and Peter would have to be civil with one another because the others would be there and suspicions would rise if they were weird. She wondered if they would have to do a kissing scene. She couldn't decide is she wanted to or not. Either was it was gonna be hard having not seen each other since their fight and break up. Kelly really hoped that that dreadful day hadn't completely ruined their friendship.
As Peter entered the building he knew she was already there, well her car was. He went to his dressing room and got changed into his Sandy Cohen business suit before heading down the corridor to the room where everyone was discussing something.
"Hey, what are we talking about?" he asked cheerful trying to be involved.
"Kelly's wedding" Rachel chimed "her and Melinda have finally got it all organized, It's going to be fantastic!"
Peter nodded slowly and sadly as his eyes caught Kelly's. Kelly looked up into the mirror from where her make up was being done and immediately caught eyes with Peter. Apart from sadness she couldn't read his thoughts.
"Okay Peter and Kelly are up first" came the producers voice from behind the group. "Quick as you can please!"
Kelly let out a quiet sigh before getting up and walking past Peter to the Cohen's living room.
"Okay we aren't going to bother with any lines just now we will do that in a different take later, I just need you to kiss on the couch and end up with one of you on top of the other." Josh said only receiving small nods from both of them.
Kelly sat there nervously waiting for "action" as she thought about having to kiss him. Peter sat down next to her as he read her nervousness and he decided to take control,. He didn't care he had missed her lips, her scent, her taste so much.
"Action"
Peter turned to Kelly and put his hand on her cheek smiling slightly within himself. He was getting to kiss her. He tried to look into her eyes and tell her how much he wanted this but she deliberately closed them too quickly so he didn't have the opportunity. The scene they were shooting was supposed to be an apology from Sandy to Kirsten, quite appropriate, Peter was going to use this to his advantage.
He slowly closed his eyes and brought his lips closer to hers until contact was achieved. He kissed her little to begin with before deepening it and opening his mouth, all he was waiting for was her, Eventually and cautiously Kelly opened her mouth as Peter slipped his tongue inside. Peter grazed his tongue over hers enjoying her taste, happy to be kissing her, to his delight she seemed to be co-operating. He slipped his hand down her neck and arm before resting it on her side. This was what made him happiest he thought. Finding it difficult not to get completely lost in him, Kelly tried to tell herself that she was only acting as she felt his body move and push hers back on the sofa. Once he lay practically on top of her, the only thought filling their heads was the exact same one. A memory. Their memory…their first night together…which began in a very similar position.
"Cut!" The director yelled "okay guys that was perfect, very realistic. Take a break"
Kelly and Peter flashed him polite smiles before Kelly pushed Peter gently enough off her and got up, leaving him and the room behind.
Peter sat there on the couch watching her leave. He didn't think he could bare to see her walk away from him one more time. He headed back to his changing room where he lay motionless on the couch, one million thoughts filled his mind. After that experience of kissing her, those lips, he was sure that was what he wanted to spend the rest of his life doing. He would die without her in his arms. Peter now knew what had to be done for him so have some semblance of happiness ever again. He left his room telling Josh he was ill and had to go home. He knew Paula would be in.
Kelly returned from her dressing room feeling that her and Peter should talk and hopefully at least agree to be friends. Despite everything she didn't want to lose him completely, but then if he was always around temptation would always be a factor, look how easy it was the first time. So actually was it better if they didn't spend time together at all, only for work purposes? She didn't know.
When she returned to the set Josh told her she could go home because they needed Peter for the rest of her scenes and he was gone. Gone? Where the hell has he gone? She thought to herself.
"Mindy, Where did Peter go?" she asked quietly.
"I'm not sure. I think he had to see his wife." was her reply.
Of course he did. She thought to herself unable to help herself from becoming slightly jealous. She grabbed her purse and headed home to pack. She was almost at the point of no return for her.
Peter drove up his drive slowly not sure to be scared or relieved when he saw that Paula's car was in the drive. He knew the kids would still be at school, so it was a good time, well there is never a good time to do this, but now was best.
"It's now or never" he told himself as he opened the front door and entered, heading for the kitchen.
"Oh hi" Paula greeted him as she met him half way.
"I need to talk to you" he said looking at the floor, indicating that it wasn't anything good.
She perched herself on the arm of the sofa as she waited for him to continue. Her stomach turning within itself, she was afraid of what to come.
Peter breathed a deep sigh and began with "I'm not happy"
Paula nodded. "I know, I can tell, it rubs of on the rest of us."
"I know. Which is part of the reason why I'm doing this"
"Doing what?" she asked.
"Leaving" he whispered a she now looked at her.
Paula found herself to be not as shocked at she should be. She knew something had been bothering him for a while, but she didn't expect him to come out and leave them.
"We can't fix it?" she asked sadly making him feel terrible.
He gently shook his head. "Paula. It's nothing you've done. I love you, I do, and I always will but…"
"There's someone else" she finished for him in a sudden realisation. How had she not noticed before?
Again Peter just nodded. As he looked back up to meet her eyes he saw a tear fall down her cheek. He hated that he was the cause of that pain.
"Who?" she asked.
"Kelly." He wasn't going to lie to her. She didn't deserve that.
"Wow I'm losing to the most beautiful woman I've ever seen" she said feeling slightly unworthy of him "I guess compared to her I'm not worthy of you" she was the one to look down now.
Peter gently walked towards her, hating the last words she muttered. He placed his finger under her chin and used it to make her raise her head and look at him.
"You are worthy of the very best. I just…you deserve to be happy, and so do I. But like you said I'm preventing both of that from us if I stay here." he was sure to keep eye contact with her.
"Does she make you happy?"
"Yes" he whispered.
"Then you should be with her." Although it pained her to say it, she he was right. Also she wasn't sure if she could continue being his wife anyway after knowing he had been with another woman.
"What about the kids?" she asked.
"I will come by and explain it all to them." He said louder than he had spoken previously.
"But you are still going to see them. Come to their things?"
"Of course!" he was slightly offended that she felt the need to ask. "they are still my kids. Nothing changes that!"
Paula nodded slightly as she looked down again. She was fighting the urge to let her tears fall, but she couldn't help it any longer. She allowed streaks of tears to roll down her cheeks and off her face, not really caring if he felt guilty because of them. Her guess was he already felt guilty.
Peter stood there watching as Paula bit by bit fell apart. It was he had to admit more timid than the break up with Kelly. Kelly! Oh God he had to get to her and tell her that he loves her. But he couldn't just walk out on Paula, he needed to make sure she was alright. He felt tears welling up in his own eyes as he watched her cry.
"So do I have to move?" She asked him.
"Move?"
"yeah after all this is your house, you bought it."
"No." he shook his head adamantly "it's OUR house, we lived here. It's the kids' home." he paused "I'll move."
She just nodded. If she had had to move then she wouldn't have known what to do. But inside she knew Peter wasn't that man. The man that divorces his wife and leaves her with the kids and nothing else. He was too kind for that, and he loved his kids too much.
"Do you want a…a…a divorce?" She stuttered through her cry.
"Yes" he now hushed his voice to a whisper again as he felt more guilt.
Paula stood there. She thought she could feel her heart literally breaking.
"I'm sorry" he whispered.
"So am I"
Peter enveloped her in a hug that she was more than happy to accept. One last hug as his wife. She buried her face in his chest as she let her tears continue their journeys. She was going to miss him.
Peter wrapped his arms around her one last time as her husband. One of his hands stroked her hair as he sighed. He kissed her head as he pulled her out his arms. It would only make it harder for her, and for him, if it lingered for too long.
"I have to go." he said as he wiped a tear from her cheek. "Again, I'm sorry."
He turned around to walk away.
"Good luck…with Kelly." He heard her say. Her tone, was sincere.
Peter nodded his head slightly as he left the house. When he reached his car he just sat there for a moment thinking about everything. The hardest part was over, well perhaps not, he still had to try and win Kelly back, but he truly believed he had done what was necessary for everyone. He inhaled a deep breath before he fastened his seatbelt and left the drive, noticing Paula watching from the window.
Paula stood at the window, the crystal tracks of her tears still evident. She watched him leave, almost hoping that he was going to run back in and say he had changed his mind. Once he left she decided to have a bath, they always made her feel better. No doubt it would be difficult without Peter and she was going to miss him like mad, but she just wanted him to be happy. That was the beauty of knowing and loving someone as long as she had him, Although the end was painful, because she cared so much about him she took peace from the fact that he would be happy again. The one thing she did not condone however was his dishonesty while he cheated on her. Who knows maybe one day, she herself would meet someone else and be happy again. She lay her head back against the bath and closed her eyes breathing in the aroma that surrounded her.
Kelly scrambled around her apartment collecting everything she would need for her trip to Canada. All that kept filling her head was Peter and David. She knew she had already made her choice, and she thought she had been coping well with it. Until today's kiss. She wasn't sure if she could live with kissing him at work and having stir things up inside her, especially not after she married David. "Stop being stupid Kelly" she told herself "you are going to marry David and you are going to be happy." After all, it was Peter that chose his wife. She needed to let him go, or she couldn't be happy.
As she gathered her bags she heard the taxi waiting outside. She took a breath knowing that this was the last time she would be here as an un married woman and prepared for the large change in her life. She headed to the door.
Peter raced through the streets to Kelly's. He was on a truth chain and didn't want to break it. He had to tell her. He had to try and get her back. Before she, well before it was too late. When he arrived at hers he saw the taxi sitting in the drive. He raced up to the door and just as he reached it, it swung open.
"Peter!" Kelly was surprised to see him. She stepped out motioning him back so she could lock the door.
He looked at her. Oh how he loved her. Then he looked down and noticed her rather big bag.
"Where are you going?" He asked confused.
"To Canada. You know, to get married."
The look on his face said it all but she tried not to notice. "Let him go, let him go" her head kept telling her.
"Excuse me" she said as she went past him towards the taxi.
"Wait I wanted…"
"I don't have time Peter. I'm gonna miss my plane. We'll talk when I get back" and she turned away.
He stood there slightly shocked by her rudeness but gutted that he never managed to get out what he wanted. No he changed his mind, he had to get it out,
"I just wanted to tell you I love you" he said in a defeated but reasonably loud voice.
He stood watching her, as she didn't turn around and kept walking. The taxi driver put her bag in the boot as she climbed in. Not looking back.
Peter ran his hand through his hair. "she didn't hear me." he could have cried.
Kelly climbed into the taxi, tears running over her cheeks as he said the three words that she would have given anything for. She waited until the taxi pulled out from the driveway and around the corner before she wiped dry her cheeks. Never looking back.
"Let him go."
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