Eleventh part : Clearing
Song : Lewis Capaldi – Someone you loved
I heard a voice. At first, I didn't recognize it. The person was speaking too low. All I could tell was Street knew who it was. I heard him answer. The person entered and the door closed. The voice became clearer. And then it became obvious, the person who had just com in my apartment was Molly. I could recognize her soft voice.
Did Street have a date with her? He didn't tell me a word about it. Maybe he was glad I went to bed so Molly could come and stay with him for the night. I was lost. I imagined things. But he seemed puzzled, surprised, embarrassed.
I should have not listened to the talking they had. I knew it was wrong. I had known it was at the moment I heard the ringing and I didn't cover my ears. I wanted to know how it worked between the two of them. I wanted to know why he chose her, how she won his heart. I was not jealous of course. I just wanted to know what James Street liked in a woman.
Molly was indeed perfect. She was smart, beautiful, full of life. She had a healthy, not complicated life. And her childhood had been perfect. She lost her mom as a young adult and didn't sink into drugs like her brother. In fact, she had been the cornerstone of her family. I understood why Street had chosen her…
Speaking of Street, he was nonstop talking. He was explaining the whole situation to her. That was very weird. She should know all of this for weeks now! Street was sleeping in my coach for 6 weeks! At least, he didn't say a word about it to her. But why did he do such a thing?
Many theories blew up in my mind. What was Street hiding? Was he lying to Molly because he was ashamed of our friendship? Or because I was too embarrassing? Or maybe because he was feeling something for me? No ! This last option was nonsense. He was over me for months now! I made it perfectly clear I would never date a cop again… Lucky me!
I decided to stop listening. It was not my business And even if I needed to know more, I couldn't keep on spying on their talking. At the same moment, Street stopped talking and Molly remained silent. I took my earplug in my drawer and put them in my ears. The world around became quiet and peaceful. I could only see the lights of the cars driving in the street through the window. It calmed me down.
I loved when I was feeling this way. I thought about my cousins, my uncle and my aunt. I hadn't seen them for weeks now. This weekend, I was gonna pay them a visit and spend time with us. I wouldn't be there if they had not pushed me! My family was everything to me. They made me who I was today. And for that, I would be forever grateful to them.
When I lose my mum at the age of 16, I was so lost. My dad was already gone for years and she was the only person I could rely on. Her death meant I was alone. The policemen didn't even care I was her daughter. They just talked about her accident and her body like she was nothing. It almost killed me. That was when my uncle Sarzo welcomed me in his family. I didn't see them much. My mum was working a lot and I was a stupid teenager by this time.
And he welcomed me after all. I turned into a hard-working at school girl. Not that I didn't work before but this time, I had a purpose. I had to succeed to thank him and his family for bringing me here and giving love. I finished high school, went to the academy and finished as the major of the promo.
I was affected to the downtown precinct and learnt the job on the field. But I felt I needed something more. I loved being a cop, But I did need to be more useful. That was how I trained to become a K-9 unit agent. I learnt to work with dogs. And It was an eye-opener! I loved working with dogs. They were far more true than humans. I needed to stay away from human partners, especially after my relationship with Thompson. I met Champ and I was happy. After a while, I needed to evolve and that was how I took the SWAT exam. I passed it and became the first woman to ever pass it ! Oh, Mom, if only you could see what I had become! Hope you would be proud!
I was surprised by the sound of the door. It scared me for a while. I had forgotten about the two other people in my apartment. At first, I stayed in my bed. I didn't know what to do… Then, I decided to wake up and see what was going on. I could say I was sleeping and the door woke me up.
When I opened the door of my bedroom, Street was standing in front of the entrance door. He was motionless, his arms were dangling. He seemed lost, sad, overwhelmed. He was staring at the door as if it was going to reopen in the few coming minutes.
"Hey… Are you alright?"
He didn't answer. "Hey Street. Do you need any help? You seem lost. Can I help you?"
Once again, he didn't say a word. After a few minutes, he looked at me.
"I know she was here… I didn't sleep… I tried not to listen but…"
He looked down. He was so sad. I had to do something.
"Go and get her. She still loves you. You can still catch her up. Just… go"
My voice broke. I smiled at him. He smiled back and he left. I stayed alone in the living room. I felt tears coming from my eyes and I couldn't stop them.
I went back to bed and rolled up under my quilt. At least, I couldn't be seen. That was stupid because I was alone. I cried for what seemed to be hours. I felt so bad even if I had done what had to be done for Street. I couldn't deny it… I had feelings for Street. It was bad, it was against my beliefs but they were there and I couldn't do anything against them… I kept crying. It made me feel better (as weird it could seem!).
My eyes were swollen… I was sniffling and I heard a noise. Someone was opening the door of my room. It was Street. He was looking at me. So I looked at him with my red eyes. We stayed like that for a few seconds. And all of a sudden, he took off his shoes and lay down in the bed next to me. I didn't say a word, neither did he. And we fell asleep…