***
Kay was walking down the street after having just left Miguel's. She was so shocked she'd just left him in his room, wondering what she felt. She remembered their conversation all too clearly.
"Listen, I've got something important to tell you," he'd said.
"All right, what is it?"
He'd looked into her eyes for what felt like an eternity to Kay before he had answered, "I'm in love with you, Kay."
After that she just ran out. She had no idea what to say. Finally, the man she'd loved for nearly her entire life finally loved her in return. But she was with someone else now. Someone who she loved very much.
She reached the Book Café and got a table. She ordered her café mocha and started to think about what she was going to do.
"Should I stay with Fox? I love him so much and don't want to leave him. But I've always loved Miguel, and this is a chance in a lifetime. He might lose interest soon and if things don't work out with Fox, and never be able to be with Miguel again. If only someone would send me some sort of sign...to tell me what to do."
***
Later that night Fox and Kay were over at his house, talking about what went on that day.
"Theresa is in love with me."
"And Miguel is in love with me."
"What are we going to do? I mean, I don't love Theresa. And you don't love Miguel." When she didn't answer right away, he sensed something was up. "You don't love Miguel, right?"
"Fox, I should have told you something a long time ago."
He looked a little freaked out, "What is it?"
"For nearly all of my life, I've loved Miguel. But all of that changed when I met you…I think."
"Wow. Well, I guess you have to sort things out."
"Aren't you going to tell me that I have to pick you?"
"No. See, I love you. But I don't want to be with you if I know that you'd rather be with someone else. Make your decision, Kay. I'll support you either way, as long as I know you're happy."
Her heart melted at that moment. But she still had some thinking to do. She went home and spent most of the night considering her options.
***
"Theresa?" Fox asked, pushing her bedroom door open the next morning.
"Fox! Hi, what's up?" She came bouncing out of her adjoining bathroom wrapped in a towel.
"I wanted to talk to you about what happened yesterday."
"Okay. What did you want to talk about?"
"How you told me you loved me."
They sat down on the bed together and started to talk.
"Theresa, you know I'm with Kay. I'm not in love with you and I never will be. I love you as a friend, nothing more."
"What about Miguel?"
"What about him?"
"He told Kay how he feels. What if she chooses him?"
"That changes nothing. If she wants to be with him, then that's that. It won't make me fall in love with you."
"You're just fooling yourself, Fox. You know you love me. You just don't know you know." She said these as her final words before heading back into the bathroom.
He was left confused. "What?"
Kay was walking down the street after having just left Miguel's. She was so shocked she'd just left him in his room, wondering what she felt. She remembered their conversation all too clearly.
"Listen, I've got something important to tell you," he'd said.
"All right, what is it?"
He'd looked into her eyes for what felt like an eternity to Kay before he had answered, "I'm in love with you, Kay."
After that she just ran out. She had no idea what to say. Finally, the man she'd loved for nearly her entire life finally loved her in return. But she was with someone else now. Someone who she loved very much.
She reached the Book Café and got a table. She ordered her café mocha and started to think about what she was going to do.
"Should I stay with Fox? I love him so much and don't want to leave him. But I've always loved Miguel, and this is a chance in a lifetime. He might lose interest soon and if things don't work out with Fox, and never be able to be with Miguel again. If only someone would send me some sort of sign...to tell me what to do."
***
Later that night Fox and Kay were over at his house, talking about what went on that day.
"Theresa is in love with me."
"And Miguel is in love with me."
"What are we going to do? I mean, I don't love Theresa. And you don't love Miguel." When she didn't answer right away, he sensed something was up. "You don't love Miguel, right?"
"Fox, I should have told you something a long time ago."
He looked a little freaked out, "What is it?"
"For nearly all of my life, I've loved Miguel. But all of that changed when I met you…I think."
"Wow. Well, I guess you have to sort things out."
"Aren't you going to tell me that I have to pick you?"
"No. See, I love you. But I don't want to be with you if I know that you'd rather be with someone else. Make your decision, Kay. I'll support you either way, as long as I know you're happy."
Her heart melted at that moment. But she still had some thinking to do. She went home and spent most of the night considering her options.
***
"Theresa?" Fox asked, pushing her bedroom door open the next morning.
"Fox! Hi, what's up?" She came bouncing out of her adjoining bathroom wrapped in a towel.
"I wanted to talk to you about what happened yesterday."
"Okay. What did you want to talk about?"
"How you told me you loved me."
They sat down on the bed together and started to talk.
"Theresa, you know I'm with Kay. I'm not in love with you and I never will be. I love you as a friend, nothing more."
"What about Miguel?"
"What about him?"
"He told Kay how he feels. What if she chooses him?"
"That changes nothing. If she wants to be with him, then that's that. It won't make me fall in love with you."
"You're just fooling yourself, Fox. You know you love me. You just don't know you know." She said these as her final words before heading back into the bathroom.
He was left confused. "What?"